Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 867

The mummified corpse's enormous claws gleamed with a pale blue light, exuding an awe-inspiring power.

"As expected of a fifth-grade Void Refinement early stage martial artist, his strength is indeed very powerful!" Ling Yanyan's deep eyes flashed with a sharp light.

Ling Yanyan dared not take the attack head-on, so he immediately used teleportation to dodge, and then used teleportation again.

"Hmph!" The mummified corpse sneered, and its massive body vanished eerily.

"Huh? The teleportation failed!"

"Oh no! Where did the mummified corpse go?"

Ling Yanyan's expression changed drastically. He couldn't sense the presence of the dried corpse, which made him very wary.

"Roar!"

Just as Ling Yanyan used teleportation to leave his original spot, the next second the dried corpse appeared out of thin air above Ling Yanyan's head, its ferocious face staring at Ling Yanyan, and its fierce aura made Ling Yanyan tremble all over.

"call out!"

The mummified corpse slammed down with a claw, its momentum overwhelming and its destructive power suffocating.

"Holy crap!" Ling Yan Yan exclaimed, immediately activating the Profound Fire Saint Technique and summoning the Crimson Cloud Blade to defend against the dried corpse's attack with all his might.

A vicious claw slammed down, sending Ling Yanyan flying instantly. The Crimson Cloud Blade slipped from his hand, and Ling Yanyan coughed up a mouthful of blood.

Ling Yanyan felt dizzy and had a sharp pain in his chest, and almost fainted.

"Pfft!"

Ling Yanyan fell to the ground, spitting out a mouthful of blood. His face showed pain, and his injuries were getting worse. He didn't even have the strength to lift his arm.

"Damn dried corpse!" Ling Yanyan cursed through gritted teeth, struggling to get up.

Ling Yanyan struggled to escape, but due to his severe injuries, he was unable to muster any strength.

"Roar!" The mummified corpse roared repeatedly, fierce and violent, as it walked step by step.

"Oh my god! It's going to eat me!" Ling Yanyan was terrified as the ferocious mummified corpse approached step by step. His face turned deathly pale and his whole body trembled.

"boom!"

The mummified corpse suddenly appeared behind Ling Yanyan, and its fierce fist slammed down with incredible speed, landing in the blink of an eye.

A vicious fist slammed into Ling Yanyan's back, the bones cracking, and Ling Yanyan screamed as he collapsed to the ground again.

"Ah!" Ling Yanyan roared miserably, the sharp pain in his back making him feel like he was dying.

The mummified corpse raised its giant claw again and slammed it down violently, striking Ling Yanyan's back. Ling Yanyan screamed again and collapsed to the ground once more.

At this moment, the mummified corpse suddenly opened its blood-red mouth, and a strong, pungent stench hit the viewer, making them feel nauseous.

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan sneered, stepped out with his copper coin sword, and slashed at the neck of the dried corpse with a flash of silver light in his hand.

"...Whoosh!" The desiccated corpse's head flew off, and blood spurted out like a fountain.

"Ding! Congratulations, host, you have gained 500 points. You now have 1000 points!"

Hearing the system notification in his mind, Ling Yan Yan nodded slightly. Looking at the desiccated corpse lying on the ground, his eyes were as deep as the sea, revealing a complex expression.

In his previous life, he cultivated for ten years and killed countless demons and evil creatures, but he had never seen a corpse before.

Because the sect I belonged to in my previous life was composed of cultivators and had many disciples, there was no need for me to waste my energy hunting these low-level corpses.

Moreover, those low-level corpses can be transformed into yin energy and evil energy for people to absorb with a little refining.

"I never expected that there would be a high-level zombie hidden here. If I didn't have the Xuanhuang Dao Canon, even if I managed to escape today, I would probably be devoured by this zombie."

Ling Yan Yan sighed softly and stepped forward with a slightly heavy heart.

In front of him was a pool of water about two meters wide, the water was pale blue and gave off a chill.

In the middle of this pool, there was a huge circular stone platform, around which were eight stone benches, and on the benches sat countless skeletons.

At the bottom of the pool, there were piles of white bones, each the size of a small mountain.

This ancient tomb was exactly as rumored—mountains of white bones and rampant vengeful spirits.

Moreover, among the bones were several complete skeletons, whose death dates were unknown.

Closest to the skeleton was a massive bronze coffin, five meters tall, its entire body gleaming with a bronze luster, as if cast in bronze.

"what is this?"

Ling Yan Yan's pupils shrank sharply as he looked at the enormous bronze coffin.

He sensed that the bronze coffin seemed to be emanating a strong vitality.

"Could it be that a living person is buried here?"

Ling Yanyan was shocked. He remembered clearly that a woman's skeleton had been found in this place. She was dressed in palace attire, with an exquisitely beautiful face and a look of amazement and sorrow between her brows.

"Roar!"

Just as Ling Yanyan's mind was racing and he was making all sorts of guesses, a sudden roar echoed throughout the entire tomb.

Immediately afterward, to Ling Yanyan's astonishment, the mummified corpse that had been lying quietly on the stone bed actually stood up, slowly stretched out its arms, cracking repeatedly at its joints, and its fingernails grew longer, like steel knives.

"Holy crap, zombies can come back to life?"

Seeing the zombie stand up, Ling Yanyan couldn't help but curse, his face immediately darkening.

After the mummified corpse stood up, it rushed straight towards Ling Yanyan and punched him hard in the chest.

"roll!"

Seeing the mummified corpse attack him, Ling Yanyan roared and kicked the corpse in the abdomen.

A dull thud followed, accompanied by the sound of bones cracking, and then a piercing scream suddenly rang out: "Ouch! It hurts like hell!"

The voice clearly belonged to the mummified corpse from before. Its throat had been brutally shattered by Ling Yanyan's kick, and it was now clutching its throat and screaming in pain.

At this moment, he had completely lost his fighting ability.

"this!"

Seeing this, Ling Yanyan was dumbfounded. He never expected that a zombie's defense would be so weak.

"Could it be that this mummified corpse has been corrupted by corpse poison and turned into a half-frozen, half-dead monster?"

Thinking of this, Ling Yanyan looked around and soon found the huge bronze coffin.

The coffin was entirely black, and its surface was covered with fine runes, making it look extremely eerie.

Moreover, when he stepped forward to examine the bronze coffin, he vaguely noticed that there were some special patterns flowing on the surface of the coffin, as if it contained some kind of mysterious magic, making it perfectly natural and without any flaws.

"Could it be that those patterns represent something?" Ling Yanyan stroked his chin, pondering to himself.