The White Corpse had completely lost its balance, leaning half-supported against the coffin as it struggled to break free from the constraints of the bronze outer coffin, only to be blocked by the red light emanating from the Tianguan Talisman.
Xu Lang took a deep breath, first flicking the White Corpse’s helmet away with a strike. Then, wielding the Tiger-Head Staff, he began to smash it repeatedly against the creature's crown. Every blow landed with a low, dull thud. Although the White Corpse was a high-level existence among zombies, with a head of copper, bones of iron, and immense strength, it was still beaten to pieces.
In the distance, Shirley Yang could not bear to watch and turned her head slightly away. Wang Fatty and Hu Bayi looked on in horror; every time Xu Lang swung his staff, the two of them would involuntarily shudder.
Chapter 203