Looking at the Human Demon King engulfed by corpses, Yuan Ming was already frozen in place.
He stiffly turned his head to look for the silver cat and soon saw it squatting on a rock not far away, still maintaining an elegant sitting posture, though its eyes were fixed on the Human Demon King being overwhelmed by the corpses.
"It is controlling those bodies, how did it do that?" Yuan Ming saw through its eyes that there were swirling masses of black fog, filling his heart with confusion.
At that moment, the Human Demon King suddenly went berserk again, yelling loudly, his body suddenly bursting up, his claws swinging.
Sharp claw marks burst out like sword edges, instantly chopping all the living corpses piled on him and the powerful impact even scattered the broken corpses.
But right after that, about a dozen corpses in the Corpse Pit "came alive" again, including seven or eight that had already turned into white skeletons, all staggering towards the Human Demon King.
