Apocalypse: God-level Zombie Synthesis System

Ye Li hadn’t expected that holding the Dragon-slaying Blade would make Meng Cangtian so delighted. He looked at Meng Cangtian with indifference.

“Oh? I have the Dragon-slaying Blade in my hand, and what can you do about it?” Ye Li responded.

Upon hearing this, Meng Cangtian burst into laughter again, as if he had never been this happy in his entire life.

“Hahaha!”

“Ye Li, you ask what 1 can do? Your Dragon-slaying Blade will soon be mine!”

Upon hearing this, Ye Li couldn’t help but shake his head inwardly, feeling that Meng Cangtian was truly quite ill.

“Ye Li, hand over the Dragon-slaying Blade obediently, and I might consider letting your body remain intact,” Meng Cangtian looked smug, as if in his eyes, the Dragon-slaying Blade already belonged to him.

“Hehe,” a faint smile appeared on Ye Li’s handsome face.

Seeing the smile on Ye Li’s face, Meng Cangtian’s expression suddenly turned icy, his face almost contorting in anger.

“Ye Li, what are you laughing at?” Meng Cangtian stared at Ye Li intently.

“What am 1 laughing at?” Ye Li looked indifferently at him.

“I’m just laughing at you as nothing more than an ant, yet you don’t even know your place,” Ye Li replied calmly.

Meng Cangtian was infuriated by these words, his anger flaring.

“In that case, don’t blame me!”

“Goodbye, Ye Li!”

As he spoke, the genetic warriors of the Ghost Hand Sect, the Dark Race members, and the zombies attacked again.

A wicked smile appeared on Ye Li’s face. With the Dragon-slaying Blade in hand, he was prepared to deal a deadly blow to anyone who dared to approach.

He raised the Dragon-slaying Blade. Suddenly, he leaped over ten meters high, raising the Dragon-slaying Blade high in the air. The blade emanated a cold gleam, surrounded by a menacing demonic aura.

“Primordial-Demon-Slash!”

As the words fell, the blade fell!

Three thousand god and demon shadows flew out, and in an instant, it felt as if the sun and moon had lost their radiance, and the earth trembled.

The entire world seemed to fall silent in the moment when the three thousand god and demon shadows struck.

“Boom!”

Then, a deafening explosion followed. The aura of the Dragon-slaying Blade expanded in all directions, leaving nothing alive in its wake.

An eighth-tier Evolved Being, the third level of the Ancient Devil Tome, the Primordial Demon Slash and the Dragon-slaying Blade combined in this unparalleled strike. No words could describe its terror.

Meng Cangtian and the three seventh-tier Evolved Beings from the Ghost

Hand Sect stared wide-eyed, frozen in place like statues.

Ziyun swore that she had never been so shocked in her entire life.

Was this… the Demon King Ye Li?

When the radiance of the Dragon-slaying Blade dissipated, all the genetic warriors of the Ghost Hand Sect, the Dark Race members, and the zombies had vanished.

The once desolate Abandoned City now looked as if it had just experienced a major earthquake. The sheer terror of this strike was beyond imagination.

Meng Cangtian and the Ghost Hand Sect’s seventh-tier Evolved Beings remained frozen in place. They couldn’t believe the situation had turned out like this.

Ye Li slowly landed on the ground, looking at Meng Cangtian with indifference.

“Do you still want my Dragon-slaying Blade now?”

Meng Cangtian, now finally coming to his senses, stared at Ye Li with fear, not knowing what to say.

“Come here and let me kill you,” Ye Li said slowly.

Thump!

With a thud, Meng Cangtian and the three seventh-tier Evolved Beings of the Ghost Hand Sect knelt on the ground, trembling uncontrollably.

“Lord Demon King, we were blind and ignorant, we didn’t know our place, and it was Meng Cangtian who pressured us. Please spare us!”

The three seventh-tier Evolved Beings of the Ghost Hand Sect began to kowtow, begging for mercy..