As I got closer to the place mentioned by the person behind me, I couldn't help but become tense. I wasn't even sure if the zombie was just an ordinary one. Honestly, my belief that it was a zombie was based on the description given by the person behind me. But that was just hearsay, without having seen the real thing. If it really was a zombie from the Han Dynasty as Master had said, it might have already evolved into a Drought Demon. If we encountered a Drought Demon, none of us would get away with it.
Master would be fine on his own, but with us slowing him down, it wouldn't be so simple. To be buried alongside the person who had been torn open and died? It wasn't out of the question.
While I was nervous, I also prayed silently, hoping that the thing would turn out to be just an ordinary zombie.