Li Wenxing and Qian Jin on the helicopter were so shocked they couldn’t speak. From creating a tsunami, to freezing the sea, and finally shattering the ice with a single palm—every step of the process was breathtaking. If they hadn’t seen it with their own eyes, they wouldn’t believe anyone in the world could perform such a feat. “There are a few fish that slipped through the net in the northwest. Hurry and take some people to deal with them. Time is tight—I still have to rush to assist two other cities.” High in the sky, after smashing tens of thousands of zombies with a single palm, Lu Chen didn’t stay—he transformed into a meteor and vanished at high speed. The zombie army in Wugang City had been wiped out, and the few remaining stragglers should be no problem for Li Wenxing. If he can’t even handle that, then he’s unworthy of being the crown prince. … At this moment, on the streets of Liyang City, The air was thick with the stench of blood and rot, enough to make one gag. Li Juntan...