The Zombie Emperor, Zhang Yiming, felt severe pain from all over his body. Since the apocalypse, it was the first time he experienced such intense pain.
"It seems that consuming Ganmu wasn't entirely beneficial."
The corners of the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming's mouth lifted slightly, and the coldness in his eyes intensified.
The zombie fish didn't understand the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming's muttering; it just kept crashing into the riverbed repeatedly.
The Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming let the zombie fish crash around, slowly pushing a dagger with his fingers, indifferent to his injuries.
The sound of bones breaking became more frequent, and black blood oozed from unknown breaks in the skin.
This black blood, like ink, lingered in the river without dispersing.
The black blood spilled during the fight between the Zombie Emperor Zhang Yiming and the zombie fish deterred any nearby creatures from approaching.
"Roar!"
