Lu Chengyun’s Spirit Stone warehouse was destroyed, severing the supply of Spirit Stones, causing the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses to operate sluggishly, and the speed of Corpse Refinement also became slower and slower. Yang Jishan was overjoyed. The other Cultivators all breathed a sigh of relief. In the battle, what Lu Chengyun was losing were Zombies. What they were losing, however, were living human lives. Now that the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses had been reduced and gradually stopped, getting rid of this endless loss was good news for their side. Taoist Soldiers and Cultivators from all sides couldn’t help but feel grateful to Mo Hua. Next, it would be a head-on battle. The leaders of the Taoist Soldiers, along with the various squads and Cultivators, engaged in a fight to the death with Iron Corpses and Walking Corpses. Yang Jishan issued orders and coordinated the strategy, while Mo Hua followed by his side, watching the battle. Inside the Corpse Mine, the battle was fierce. The Cultivators’ swords clashed with the Zombies’ claws, and Spiritual Power intertwined with Corpse Qi. Corpse Poison spread, Spells flew across, one after another Cultivators fell, and corps after corps of Zombies were slaughtered. It was both tragic and magnificent. 𝗳𝐫𝚎𝗲𝚠𝚎𝗯𝕟𝐨𝘃𝚎𝗹.𝗰𝗼𝗺 Mo Hua watched, shocked. Although he had previously seen Cultivators fighting Zombies sporadically, and had fought Zombies himself when escaping, standing at the peak and overseeing the entire battlefield, he still found the scene of the fight to the death before him extremely brutal and shocking. Soon after, Mo Hua also felt a pang of pity. These Taoist Soldiers were also people. Even though their Cultivation was low and they could only serve as insignificant soldiers in this war, they had parents and possibly wives and children. Dying here, there would be those who grieved deeply for them. And these Zombies, who were humans in life, were likely suffering Miners in their past. Oppressed by the Lu Family during their lives, they were conscripted as cannon fodder even after death, helping the tyrant. Mo Hua sighed. This could not go on. If the battle continued like this, who knew how many more Cultivators would be injured or even lose their lives... South Yue City might also face a catastrophe. Mo Hua observed the situation and frowned in contemplation, using Divine Sense Calculation to determine the main and secondary Sequence controlled by the Spirit Pivots among the horde, and then said to Yang Jishan: "Uncle Yang, that tall Iron Corpse, that one-armed Iron Corpse, and that fat Iron Corpse, we need to kill them first." Yang Jishan was momentarily stunned, "Why?" He didn’t quite understand why, amidst the dozens of Iron Corpses on the battlefield, Mo Hua insisted on killing those particular few first. These Iron Corpses didn’t appear to be the strongest either. Mo Hua explained: "The Zombies on the field can be divided into two types." "One type is controlled by the Corpse Cultivators, using the Corpse Controlling Bells." "The other type is controlled through Formation, by Iron Corpses." "Zombies controlled by Corpse Cultivators are few and fight individually, posing little threat; but those controlled by Formation are different..." "These three Iron Corpses, the Formations on their bodies, control the most Walking Corpses. Kill them, and nearly half of the Walking Corpses will become a disorderly mob, driven only by instinct, without coordination, not forming Corpse Soldiers, making them easy to deal with." Yang Jishan was taken aback, "How do you know this?" Young Master Yun was also somewhat surprised. They knew that these Zombies were controlled through Formations. But as for how the control was managed, and what the principles behind it were, they were unclear. Mo Hua vaguely replied, "I have seen the Formations Lu Chengyun designed, so I was able to calculate it." Yang Jishan nodded with an understanding that was not quite understanding. However, Young Master Yun was stunned. Calculate? "Could it be..." He had some guesses, but he found it hard to believe for the moment. Yang Jishan then called someone over and instructed: "Pass down the command, gather three squads of Taoist Soldiers, ignore the other Zombies, and only kill those three Iron Corpses!" "Yes!" The Taoist Soldier took the command and passed the order. In a moment, three Foundation Establishment leaders, each leading a squad of Taoist Soldiers, suddenly charged out and headed straight for the three Iron Corpses on the battlefield. It was the prepared against the unprepared. In less than half an hour, the three Iron Corpses were slayed, and their heart meridians shattered. With the death of the three Iron Corpses, the majority of Corpse Soldiers on the field suddenly rioted, buzzing around like headless flies, dashing left and right, seeking to devour people. This was a sign of them acting on instinct after losing control, drawn by Corpse Qi. To ordinary Cultivators, out-of-control Zombies were quite tricky. But in such a battle among Cultivators, Zombies losing control was like loose sand. Even if they were violent and bloodthirsty, their threat was greatly diminished in the face of well-coordinated Taoist Soldiers. Yang Jishan’s spirit was lifted. "It’s really effective!" He immediately waved the command banner and ordered the Taoist Soldiers to form an array, grinding away as they slaughted the disordered horde of Zombies. Once the Walking Corpses were slain, the remaining Iron Corpses posed no threat in the face of the team of Taoist Soldiers. A general without his soldiers was no longer a general. And an Iron Corpse without Corpse Soldiers was just a common Iron Corpse. The Taoist Soldiers were like mowing scythes, charging through the battlefield, reaping Walking Corpses one after another. The situation soon became clear. The Taoist Court’s advantage became increasingly apparent, while the loss of Corpse Soldiers grew heavier. It didn’t take long for Lu Chengyun to order the mass of Zombies to retreat. The siege on the Corpse Mine was protracted. This was merely one of many battles over the days, and also one clear victory among the many outcomes. But this victory was the most definitive of them all. Yang Jishan heaved a long sigh of relief. In the subsequent battles, Yang Jishan always took Mo Hua with him. Mo Hua released his Divine Sense, scanned the battlefield, and after a moment’s Calculation, told Yang Jishan which Walking Corpses were controlled by which Iron Corpses, and killing which Iron Corpse would cause which Zombies to disperse. Continue your saga on freewebnovel.com Not just that. Some troublesome Corpse Cultivators, what techniques they were using. Some intense Corpse Poisons, how to counteract them. Some nefarious Formations, how to break them. ... Mo Hua recited them as if they were common knowledge, explaining them one by one.