At the same time, the zombie race doesn't pose much of a threat. Once the ghost cultivator race is destroyed, they'll have no worries.
Therefore, joining forces with the zombie race is definitely the best choice!
"Let's go, first go in and meet this Zombie Supreme! Let him know our strength first!"
Supreme Tarba snorted coldly!
In the next moment, he directly led thousands of Martial Gods, at least hundreds of thousands of Martial Emperors, and a dense crowd of Martial Saint-level experts towards the God Realm.
This already represents one-tenth of the Tarba race's strength.
Of course, if Supreme Tarba is included, it's almost half of their combat power.
............
Several hours later.
The Tarba race's army had already arrived in front of the endless corpse poison.
Looking at the green poisonous mist that enveloped millions of square kilometers, everyone felt the immense danger contained within.
Supreme Tarba directly grabbed a few Tarba race members who were here for training and threw them in.
However, to everyone's shock, the Tarba people who were thrown in were instantly transformed into zombies.
Moreover, through the tags that appeared above their heads, it was discovered that the tags of these transformed zombies directly reached the purple level!
The reason it wasn't silver was mainly because Ling Feng had set a threshold!
Only those with sufficiently strong original talent were qualified to be transformed into the weakest silver-tagged zombies.
Although silver tags were also infinite, they consumed energy!
The energy to transform one silver-tagged zombie was enough for him to transform thousands of purple-tagged zombies!
However, the Tarba race, unaware of this, simply assumed that the poison could directly transform people into purple zombies!
Of course, even so, it shocked everyone greatly.
"This is indeed the zombies' corpse poison, but I've never heard of corpse poison turning into poisonous mist?
And this corpse poison is too powerful, isn't it? It can actually transform two or three fourth-tier wastes into purple-tagged zombies!
Doesn't that mean that given these two zombies a thousand years, they could cultivate to become Martial Saints or even Martial Emperors!?
It would be fine if this were the zombie race's first-tier, most powerful natal corpse poison, which can only transform 100 purple-tagged zombies in its lifetime!
But if this purple tag is a second or even third-tier tag, wouldn't that be a bit too outrageous?"
A Martial God analyzed, taking a cold breath.
As soon as these words came out, everyone present looked horrified.
The first tier would be fine; any silver-tagged zombie could achieve that.
However, casually throwing two people in and transforming them into purple tags...could this be natal corpse poison?
Definitely not; it's likely the second-tier advanced corpse poison.
If so, that means this poisonous mist can transform at most 10,000 purple-tagged zombies!
That's still okay!
But if it's third-tier corpse poison, wouldn't that be too heaven-defying?
Unlimited transformation of purple tags; that's simply a joke!
"If it's really just third-tier corpse poison, according to the zombies' tag level calculation,
then doesn't that mean the Zombie Supreme's bloodline tag level has surpassed gold and reached the legendary dark gold!?
If that's really the case, then it's indeed enough to make the Asura Ghost Gods fear him!"
Supreme Tarba also began to analyze.
But analyzing to this point, he began to feel absurd. This is a zombie, after all. A beast or zombie with a gold tag, as long as it survives, can surpass the tenth tier and become an eleventh-tier Supreme.
And if it possesses the legendary dark gold tag, then what would happen?
According to calculations, wouldn't it be able to reach the thirteenth or even fourteenth tier?
That's simply a joke!
How could such a terrifying existence appear in their Tarba civilization, such a weak star system civilization's territory.
"Supreme, could it be that all the Corpse Gods' and Zombie Supremes' corpse poison expanded simultaneously to form this poisonous mist?
They also sensed that we came with ill intentions, so they used their natal corpse poison to scare us!?
After all, the Asura Ghost Gods' movements must have been discovered by the zombie race!
The zombie race must also be afraid of us attacking them!
They would be facing enemies on both sides!"
Suddenly, a Martial God began to analyze!
As soon as this analysis came out, all the Martial Gods present suddenly understood. Yes, why didn't they think of that?
That's the only reason.
Gold tags and even more powerful dark gold tags?
Possible? Absolutely impossible!
If they existed, this Zombie Supreme, a figure who existed hundreds of thousands of years ago, would have already surpassed the eleventh tier by now.
"Hmm, the analysis is very correct. That's probably the case. With the zombie race's brains, they can only think of such clumsy scare tactics!"
Supreme Tarba also had some similar guesses before. The heart that was hanging instantly relaxed.
"All Martial Gods and Martial Emperors, follow me to meet this so-called Zombie Supreme!"
Supreme Tarba smiled coldly. In the next moment, endless power condensed around him, forming a powerful shield around his body.
All the Martial Gods and Martial Emperors behind him simultaneously released terrifying power, forming strong shields around their bodies.
Under Supreme Tarba's leadership, everyone charged into the poisonous mist.
Although the poisonous mist was corroding his shield, it was of no use.
Everyone was relieved.
In the endless poisonous mist, everyone flew rapidly towards the center.
However, very quickly, after flying only a few hundred kilometers, their eyes suddenly opened up!
The poisonous mist completely dissipated.
They looked up and realized that the poisonous mist only formed a barrier of a few hundred kilometers, enveloping millions of square kilometers.
And in front of them, the Zombie Supreme, who was over ten thousand kilometers tall, was sitting on the divine throne, overlooking them.
Around the Zombie Supreme, there were also more than a hundred Corpse Gods.
"Roar!"
"Roar!!"
"Roar!!!
............
These Corpse Gods roared madly after seeing so many Martial Gods rushing in!
However, under the Zombie Supreme's suppression, not one of them charged forward.
"Foreign race! I didn't expect you to really dare to break in! You have some nerve!"
Seeing the Tarba race, Tu Yun's expression instantly turned cold!
From his tone, it seemed as if he was a little embarrassed and angry because his small actions had been exposed!
"Is Your Excellency Tu Yun, who slaughtered the entire continent back then? I am Tarba, the Supreme of the Tarba race!
I have come this time to make a deal with you!"
Supreme Tarba smiled and then explained the plan to destroy the ghost cultivator race by joining forces.
After hearing his words, Tu Yun frowned.
He was somewhat tempted.
