I have an eye of truth

After organizing the information here, Wang Yang chose a suitable time to take action.

His target was not the Zombie Emperor right in front of him, but the Ghost Dragon Emperor a little further away. Since they were both undead, he figured attacking a slightly weaker one from a distance could be seen as a sign of weakness.

Moreover, for the Zombie Emperor, his actions could also be interpreted as a provocation.

However, Wang Yang didn't discuss or consult with his subordinates at all. After leaving a few orders, he directly set off.

When the subordinates saw these orders, they felt a headache coming on.

"What should we do? Are we really going to follow the commander's orders?" Everyone was at a loss because Wang Yang had asked them to prepare for a full-scale attack, something they had never done before.

All they had ever done was defend and defend. The undead on the other side were very troublesome, but after defending for so many years, they had gained experience. If they were asked to continue defending, they had many methods at their disposal.

But launching a direct attack? It just didn't seem reliable.

"I don't know. After all, it's the commander's first order. Let's prepare first."

In the end, the group had no choice but to start preparing. However, they soon started arguing about how to prepare.

There was no other way. They hadn't prepared for an attack in so long, they weren't familiar with each other, and they hadn't coordinated. It would be strange if they didn't argue.

And they had to prepare in the shortest amount of time, which made things even more troublesome.

Wang Yang had no idea how much trouble he had left behind for the others. He had already run all the way to the Ghost Dragon Emperor's territory according to his own plan.

With Wang Yang's powerful perception, it was easy to find the Ghost Dragon Emperor, who wasn't deliberately hiding.

"Ghost Dragon Emperor, I am the new human border commander. I'm here to say hello," Wang Yang shouted loudly, and then, without waiting for the other party's response, he directly attacked.

A stream of light instantly shot out from his hand, and the sharp light slashed down.

The Ghost Dragon Emperor instantly woke up when he sensed the danger and dodged to the side, but it was a little too late. The aurora grazed its edge and landed a direct hit.

A large chunk of the soul power, condensed into a solid state, was instantly cut off.

The restrictive power of the light attribute against undead creatures directly erupted. Even at the God-level, there was still a certain amount of restraint.

Of course, the most important thing was that Wang Yang's strength was truly great, and the lethality of this aurora was obvious to all.

Although the Ghost Dragon dodged, the place where it usually slept was instantly cut in half by the aurora. A large number of undead creatures below were directly purified by the scattered light.

"Damn human, you're courting death!"

The Ghost Dragon finally saw clearly what was attacking him. It turned out to be a human. It hadn't even thought that while it was sleeping, it hadn't gone looking for trouble with humans, yet they dared to come looking for it.

The Dragon race had always been the most powerful creature, and it firmly believed in this.

Even after becoming a Ghost Dragon, it was still a dragon. The Dragon race had always been proud of its origins.

Since coming here, it had always been the one to go looking for trouble with humans. They had never come looking for it. Only the Zombie next door was a little stronger than it.

But it only admitted that the other party's cultivation was higher. At the same cultivation level, it didn't think it would be inferior.

Now, it had just been disturbed, and by an unknown human. It would be strange if the Ghost Dragon was in a good mood. Opening its mouth, a mouthful of Death Dragon Breath instantly spewed out.

Wang Yang didn't care and directly fought with the other party, constantly using light attribute spells.

Streams of light streaked across from time to time, leaving wounds on the Ghost Dragon's body. As it continued to be injured, the Ghost Dragon screamed repeatedly and became increasingly violent.

It couldn't figure out why it couldn't hit the other party. It was always just a little short. Yet the other party could always hit its weak spots, causing it great pain.

If it still had normal thinking, it should have realized that Wang Yang's strength was far greater than its own.

But after becoming an undead, its thinking was affected. Coupled with the current pain, the Ghost Dragon became more and more violent, and as a result, it ignored this point, always feeling that the other party was just lucky.

It had forgotten that how could there be such a thing as constant good luck for a strong person who had reached the God-level.

The surrounding undead creatures were unlucky as two God-level powerhouses fought in the air.

Even though they were all undead creatures created by some dragon beasts, they were still undead. Wang Yang was like a big light bulb in the air, constantly using light attribute spells.

And the restrictive power of the light attribute against these low-level undead was too strong.

The weakest ones would be purified after being exposed to Wang Yang's light for a long time.

The stronger ones were nothing to a God-level powerhouse. The light attribute power with powerful law power, the scattered light, as long as it hit them, none could survive.

The very center of the Ghost Dragon area quickly became a white wasteland. Any undead who did not escape quickly died.

The undead creatures looked at the sky, and without the leader's orders, they didn't know what to do.

The undead were a hierarchical race, and subordinates needed to absolutely obey superiors. Now that the leader was going crazy, they could only find a place to hide.

Gradually, as the battle between the two sides intensified, the intense law fluctuations spread to the surrounding area.

The nearby Zombie Emperor naturally felt it.

He was a guy who looked similar to a human, but his figure was thin and looked like a mummy. Only the crown on his head proved his uniqueness.

Suddenly, the zombie raised his head and looked towards the Ghost Dragon's territory.

"The power of light. The law is not the light attribute, but it is very similar, at least it has the aura of the light attribute. This power is not something that the undead would cultivate. That guy doesn't have any friends with this law, so it's not sparring, it's provocation. So, is it a human?"

The Zombie Emperor frowned and thought. As an undead creature, even at the God-level, he was unwilling to think. It wasn't that he couldn't, but that he didn't have the habit.

After thinking for a while, the Zombie Emperor became annoyed.

"Why think so much? Who else but humans would come to cause trouble. They dare to run over and provoke, then don't expect to go back in one piece."