The princess general, as usual, made the first move. She grabs three arrows on her back then stretches her bow with those. She's shooting three arrows at the same time! Her shoot was too accurate that she successfully hit three corpses on their heads without harming a civilian.

Blood rushed out, the corpses immediately fall to the ground.

"Soldiers! Protect the remaining civilians! Lead them to the safe ground!" The emperor yells as he grabs multiple talismans from his sleeves.

"Yes, your majesty!" The soldiers responded loud and clear. They didn't waste any more time and quickly spread out to save the common people.

Emperor Yin Renshu tossed the talismans high up in the air. He calls, "Xiulan!"

"Got it!" Princess Yin Xiulan grabs her fan and opened it as fast as lighting, creating a crisp sound as it unfolds. With just one sway of her wide fan, she can completely control the surrounding wind. It takes one blow to take the talismans and stick it on several walking corpses' foreheads.

In just a split second after the talismans got attached to their foreheads, it exploded. Blood scattered in the wind and pieces of brains and eyeballs went flying after the explosions.

The princess unmounted her horse then sways her fan multiple times, and each sway creates a wind blade. The wind blades are so sharp that they could instantly cut a corpse in half in just one hit. In every movement of her hand, her feet step closer to a group of moving corpses.

What she's doing is indeed ruthless, however, her moves are too graceful and her every turns elegant that it seems she's dancing.

The emperor on the other hand grabs another set of talismans and toss it on the ground where a large number of corpses are. However, the talismans aren't just randomly thrown on the ground. Each of the yellow papers landed on its specific spots.

"Yi MoliHua!" As soon as the emperor spoke out these words, the talismans he tossed suddenly ignited and their flames run towards one another. Connected, they form a huge fire emblem resembling a jasmine flower. The hoarse screams of the pained undead echoed. The vicious monsters standing within the seal burned into the red fire until their ashes are their only remains.

However, no one is indeed perfect in this world full of flaws. The princess general's hand accidentally slip and lost her grip on her fan. Since she was swaying with too much force exerted to her holy weapon, the fan sent flying away from her. At the moment, there's no way she could get it back herself since these walking corpses surrounded her.

Princess Yin Xiulan snickered, whispering to the wind. "Do you really think you guys can get me without my fan?"

Both of her hands move fast at almost the same speed. She aggressively grabs the wrist of the nearest undead to her on both sides. She then jumps and kicked the two corpses with all her might as she pulls their wrist. This made their limb ripped out. Blood gushed out from the ripped-off wrists. There's even several splattered blood on the princess' robes, but she didn't care at all.

She sways the limbs she's holding like a pair of nunchaku. In every move she made with the severed limbs, blood splashed out. Her face isn't even safe with this. She's almost bathing in blood! But what's more disturbing is that her face is showing indifference. Her eyes are as cold as ice. No one can predict what she was thinking deep inside.

"Renshu!" She yells, "Toss my fan to me."

"Aiyah... she actually dared to order the emperor." Emperor Yin Renshu mumbled upon himself. He made his voice low. She might nag at him at this very moment.

The spot where he found her fan was not close to him yet not too far. And besides, he's much closer to her weapon compared to her. He unsheathed his sword and slashed the nearby monsters' necks. He fought his way to pick up his sister's fan.

When he finally picked it up he quickly tossed it to her, and the princess caught it mid-air then started to fight with her holy weapon again.

Though they are the only ones who are fighting head-on with these creatures, and the number of the enemies is no joke, they are just handling it single-handedly. These vicious corpses might not do any harm to them in the meantime but it might be not the case after their stamina got drained.

After an hour or two of fighting, the number of enemies starts to look lesser. Unfortunately, they are still massive in number.

Emperor Yin Renshu was about to complain when a couple of cultivators in white robes arrived, mounting their flying swords.

"Shizun! Wang-shifu!" The emperor couldn't let go of his sword and so he is unable to clasp his hands to offer his respect. Instead, he could only bow at these two elders. "It's a relief that you have come. We're so sorry for the trouble."

Princess Yin Xiulan also noticed their presence. However, she regrets that her hands are full of these blood-thirsty creatures.

"We apologize for arriving late, your majesty." Said Zhao Yangguang, the sect leader of Wan MoliHua Palace, and both the emperor and the princess general's shizun.

"Please spare me from your teasing, shizun." Emperor Yin Renshu smiled bashfully. "Just call me what you used to."

"I'm not teasing you." His shizun laughed. "Aren't you his majesty, the emperor yourself?" Zhao Yangguang suddenly tossed a talisman towards the direction of the emperor.

His majesty didn't have the time to think why his own shizun threw a talisman onto him nor the chance to dodge the upcoming attack. His eyes could only widen as his body froze.

Zhao Yangguang actually throws him a talisman... Or so he thought.

The talisman his shizun tossed made its way near the emperor's eyes and passed without touching his face. It came flying towards the center of a walking corpse's forehead behind the emperor. Right after the talisman got attached, the corpse immobilized.

"Tsk. Tsk. Tsk. You just made your Wang-shifu feel disappointed, Renshu." Zhao Yangguang teased him again.

"That was careless of me." He casually looks at his Wang-shifu. He felt relieved when he did not make any reactions, just an indifferent face as usual.

The sect leader noticed someone missing. "Where's Wenyan?"

"..." Emperor Yin Renshu doesn't know how to respond to his shizun. He could only anxiously look around them, securing no one heard him. Luckily, only the walking corpses are surrounding them. At the same time, Wang Junjie elbowed Zhao Yangguang. He looks at him with narrowed eyes, giving a meaningful look.

The sect leader remembered something and exclaimed, "Oh, I forgot. Sorry, it's like a habit."

"Shizun does not need to apologize." The emperor smiled at the man before slashing his sword once more.

Zhao Yangguang inserted his hands in his wide sleeves to grab a set of talismans. He was about to toss it all when Wang Junjie stopped him all of a sudden.

"There's something strange." His always indifferent face got tinted with seriousness and disbelief.

"What is it?" Asked Zhao Yangguang.

In a low voice, Wang Junjie speaks. "Their eyes aren't dilated. They're too weak. Their complexion isn't pale. I can't feel massive yin energy in these walking monsters. Do you know what this means?"

Zhao Yangguang couldn't keep his surprise and disbelief. "You mean, they are actually...?" He can't continue his next word. He doesn't want to believe.

Wang Junjie nods, "They're all living people."