Moving Mountains

“Your Highness! Over a thousand of our brothers… gone, just like that!”

“If I don’t slaughter every last one of those monsters, how could I ever face the spirits of the dead?!”

Wan Zhong’s face was full of grief and rage, his hand gripping the blade trembling slightly.

“The dead cannot return to life. Our brothers have already fallen --- you mustn’t throw your life away too. We have to retreat for now. Once we find a solution, we can avenge them,” Li Guanglong said, trying to persuade him.

Losing ordinary soldiers could be remedied with reinforcements, but if someone like Wan Zhong --- an experienced and loyal general --- were to fall, it would be like losing an arm.

There was no way he’d let that happen.

“Your Highness…”

“That’s an order!”

Wan Zhong tried to say more, but Li Guanglong cut him off forcefully.

As the zombie horde closed in on their position, Li Guanglong grew anxious. Without another word, he dragged Wan Zhong onto a nearby helicopter.

With a loud roar, the rotors spun up and powerful winds swirled around them as the helicopter quickly lifted off.

At that moment, a zombie in the front of the horde leapt up --- seven or eight meters high --- its sharp claws gouging deep gashes into the helicopter’s fuselage.

The aircraft wobbled violently, making Li Guanglong’s face go pale, but the pilot quickly regained control and climbed rapidly into the sky.

In no time, the helicopter had left the zombie horde behind.

But the undead army didn’t stop --- they kept chasing relentlessly.

Zombies didn’t need sight or sound. Anything that carried the scent of living humans became their target.

…

At that same moment --- in Liyang City ---

Compared to Li Guanglong’s desperate retreat, Li Juntang had made much smarter decisions.

He didn’t attempt to face the zombies head-on. Instead, he mobilized his forces and prioritized evacuating civilians at the fastest possible speed.

At the same time, he had his troops build various fortifications to slow the zombie advance as much as possible.

Li Juntang’s thinking was simple: if he couldn’t solve the problem, then he would leave it to someone who could.

He believed the unparalleled warrior who had once eliminated the red mist wouldn’t just sit by and do nothing.

All he needed to do now was preserve his remaining forces and wait for that mighty figure to arrive.

Of course, he had also prepared a backup plan --- just in case.

If even that powerful being couldn’t resolve the situation, then he’d have no choice but to request missile strikes from Stonia for a full-scale bombardment.

But that kind of action would reduce most of Liyang City to ruins.

And to recover from such devastation… who knew how many years it would take?

Unless there was absolutely no other option, he would never resort to such destructive means. The cost was simply too high.

…

At dawn --- Pucheng.

Tens of thousands of zombies had been lured by Margaret’s death squads into a narrow canyon.

Mountains flanked both sides, and the canyon was so tight that only three people could walk abreast at a time.

In such a confined space, the zombie horde was forced to stretch into a long, vulnerable line.

At that moment, high above the canyon cliffs, Dustin stood silently at the edge, watching the scene unfold below with sharp clarity.

Once the entire horde had entered the canyon, Dustin finally moved.

He raised both hands high into the air --- then suddenly clapped them together toward the canyon’s entrance.

“RUMBLE!”

With a deafening roar, the ground began to shake violently.

The mountains flanking the canyon started to close in rapidly.

It was as if two massive, invisible hands were crushing the mountains together.

The front end of the canyon collapsed first, sealing the zombies’ exit.

Then the rear end closed off quickly as well, trapping the entire horde with no way forward or back.

Surrounded on all sides, the zombies roared and shrieked, thrashing against the canyon walls in vain.

“From where you came, back there you go!”

Dustin took a deep breath, then slammed his palms down in midair.

BOOM!!

A thunderous collision sounded as the two mountains crashed into one another, completely burying the canyon.

The tens of thousands of zombies inside vanished in an instant, crushed beneath the rock.

Just to be sure, Dustin struck again with a palm from afar.

Massive boulders tumbled down from the mountain peaks, layering over the now-sealed canyon entrance, burying it several layers deep.

At this point, unless someone leveled the entire mountain range, there was no way the zombies could escape.

So what if they were undying and cursed with evil?

Buried under a mountain for eternity, they would never see light again.

…

Inside the hovering helicopter above ---

Margaret and Su Lan stared at the scene unfolding below, their faces filled with awe.

Though she had been mentally prepared, Margaret still couldn’t hide her shock.

To move two mountains with just a wave of the hand --- was this what it meant to be a master at the Landed Immortal stage?

This was truly a god-like existence!

Compared to Margaret, Su Lan was even more stunned.

When Dustin created a vortex to absorb the red mist, she hadn’t felt such a profound impact.

But now, seeing him effortlessly shift mountains and fill valleys, she finally understood just how powerful that white-clad figure truly was.

He had completely surpassed human limitations. - Ton

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