"Haha..."
The laughter of several people echoed above the Flame Lake Ridge, completely oblivious to the fact that their dreams were being watched clearly by someone.
"Elder Mu, those people and their corpse puppets are not something the two of us can handle."
"For now, we must report everything about them to the family and have them prepare."
He Zhongyi spoke in a deep voice.
Their ability to refine corpse puppets using ordinary people and cultivators is terrifying.
The Western Wilderness is vast, with countless large and small tribes.
Judging by the current situation of the Muhe Tribe, for every thousand people, they can refine more than a dozen of those Iron Corpses.
If left unchecked, it won't be long before they have a whole army of corpse puppets, and the ones who will suffer then will definitely be the Several Yunzhong Counties bordering the Western Wilderness.
