The beauty with cloud-like hair and a swaying step revealed her head, laughing like silver bells: "Dear sir, sir, do you see? Flying Corpse, Undying Bone, one in the sky, one underground! You're just a block of stone that doesn't understand romance, standing there waiting to be beaten!"
The flower palanquin flew up, and a series of sinister spells rained down on Xu Qing like hailstones.
The Flying Corpse could use telekinesis, raising countless gravestones from the tomb mountain like ten thousand swords converging upon Xu Qing, alongside the years-old poison gas attacks nurtured by the Blissful Hugger.
It's unclear if it was because the Hugger had been in a vase for too long, eating, drinking, and sleeping inside it, but the release of corpse poison was overwhelming.
Additionally, Xu Qing felt the influence of techniques and powers similar to divine consciousness and mind control affecting him.
Like a superior imposing pressure on a subordinate in the zombie hierarchy.