Not far from the square-shaped battle formation… Yan Luo stood near a deep puddle that was a-thousand-or-more-feet in size. It held a bone spear in its right hand. It seemed to be occupied in an intense battle with a ten-feet-tall zombie.
The shriveled body of that zombie had turned yellow. And, its entire body was covered with a layer of green hair. It had sharp and few-inches-long fingernails. And, all of its nails were green in color. In addition, its spiteful face was filled with a circle of fine magic characters that were silvery-grey in color. Moreover, a pair of purple soul flames could be seen burning magnificently in its eyes.
The zombie also held a two-foot-long bone-stick in its right hand. That bone-stick looked almost similar to an entire arm. Moreover, the hollow of its palm was emitting a silvery-gray electric current. And, this current was throbbing in a constant manner.