Rebirth: Living in Wilderness with My Superpower

Seeing that they were allies, everyone's vigilance naturally relaxed a lot.

However, they soon regretted it, as these allies came running from all directions, not to greet them warmly but, zombie-like, to pounce and bite without a word. Some even dragged them toward the Three-Branch Junction, as if intending to slowly consume them in the Goblin Cave.

Everyone was dumbfounded for a moment, yet more and more people emerged, until three or four surrounded each of them, making the situation increasingly chaotic.

Yuwen Ji had brought only ten thousand soldiers on this expedition. After all, they had just unified the land, and the Imperial Court was unstable. He wouldn't have come if it weren't for Yuwen Feng's death.

But his arrival left the Imperial Capital vulnerable, forcing him to leave a large number of troops there to keep the ministers in check.

Yuwen Ji advanced with ten thousand elite soldiers, but now more than forty thousand people surged out, quickly overwhelming his elite forces with sheer numbers.

In the chaos, Yuwen Ji commanded without panicking, "Form a battle formation, repel the enemy!"

Despite his commanding presence, his troops were already disordered. Even those who responded by drawing swords found it too late.

The soldiers that appeared suddenly seemed insane. Though they lacked weapons, their nails and teeth were fiercer than steel blades.

Moreover, they showed no fear of sharp blades. Even when slashed, they continued to charge, their blood abnormal—black, vile, and viscous.

Soon after being splattered with this blood, everyone's skin began to fester and grow white hair.

This elite force, skilled survivors of battlefields, turned into helpless victims against these bizarre soldiers.

The more than ten thousand soldiers quickly lost their will to fight. As some Death Warriors escorted Yuwen Ji away in panic, they were soon overwhelmed by surrounding living dead. Yuwen Ji never imagined he would fall to such a bizarre situation.

Reflecting on his unfinished ambitions and the victory within reach after decades of planning, Yuwen Ji felt indignant!

While Yuwen Ji racked his brains for solutions, he suddenly spotted someone ahead.

Focusing his gaze, it was none other than Yuwen Jun.

"Juner!"

Yuwen Ji shouted excitedly, but the next moment he was fearful, unsure whether Yuwen Jun had become like these soldiers.

As Yuwen Ji hesitated, Yuwen Jun walked closer. Several others appeared beside him, one with a strange gait and heavy breathing, drawing Yuwen Ji's attention.

That person resembled the living dead but was different—not pouncing on sight. Furthermore, his appearance was unmistakable; it was his legitimate son, Yuwen Feng.

Without comparison, the strangeness was unnoticed, but with contrast, it was clear: only Yuwen Jun's complexion appeared normal among them.

"You... you…" Yuwen Ji wasn't foolish. A terrifying hypothesis formed in his mind; the more he thought about it, the more terrified he became: "You're insane!"

Yuwen Jun curled his lips slightly but said nothing.

"I've done all this to put you on the throne. I even willingly offered this land to you, yet now that I've done all of this, why do you still resort to these actions?"