In the center of the altar, terrifying corpse Qi pervaded.
The original Lu Family Old Ancestor had now been refined into a "Corpse King."
Its eyes were pitch black, and within its pupils, a hint of blood red flared, and within that blood red, a streak of dark gold shone, making it look utterly different from the other zombies.
The Corpse King's body was enwreathed with an almost tangible density of corpse Qi, resembling gray-black blood that twined around it.
It suddenly swelled in size; its originally withered corpse flesh, as the blood vessels coagulated, gradually became burly, towering over nine feet tall.
The Corpse King's body surged with evil power, and its aura was cold and dreadful, with an underlying brutality and a fearsome majesty which made people quake in fear.
Zhang Quan looked on, eyes filled with obsession, muttering:
"Good! Good!"
"Worthy of being the Corpse King!"
