Yang Jishan pondered for a moment, sighed, and said, "If there really are more than forty Iron Corpses and five thousand Walking Corpses, this must be Lu Chengyun's final reserve..."
Yang Jishan's gaze swept across those present as he said in a deep voice:
"This is the final battle. Whether we can kill Lu Chengyun and eradicate the Corpse King depends on this battle. I plead with all of you, don't hold back any longer."
Hold back?
Mo Hua was startled upon hearing this.
The expressions of the others also varied.
Someone discontentedly said, "Leader Yang, why make such a statement? We have put our full effort into this battle and suffered many casualties. How can you say we are holding back?"
"Indeed!"
"Leader Yang's words chill our hearts..."
Yet Yang Jishan's expression remained resolute as he said:
