“The feng shui master who raises corpses, Ren Wei Yong, you are indeed his disciple… Wang Wang Wang!”
Jiu Shu’s face was cold.
Ten years ago, in a mountain village under the jurisdiction of Renjia Town, every single person and animal perished!
Master brought his four disciples to investigate and solve the case. They discovered that it was a corpse raiser who had slaughtered the village to raise corpses.
The culprit was Wang Wang Wang and his master!
In that battle, master fought master, and disciples fought disciples.
His master, at the cost of a serious injury, eliminated Wang Wang Wang’s master.
Although his disciples were exceptionally talented, they were only in their thirties and forties at the time and hadn't reached their peak cultivation. Even working together, they still allowed Wang Wang Wang, who had been cultivating for sixty years, to escape.
After that battle, Jiu Shu accidentally discovered that Ren Wei Yong’s grave was unusual. He guessed that it was related to Wang Wang Wang and his master. Jiu Shu was about to choose a place for his Daoist temple to protect the area, so he decided to establish his Daoist temple in Renjia Town.
Meeting now, his guess had indeed come true. It was truly an encounter between enemies, filled with animosity.
“Lin Jiu, the revenge of killing my master will be avenged today!”
“Everyone, attack!”
Wang Wang Wang let out a sinister laugh, revealing his full mouth of black, rotten teeth. He shook the Sanqing Bell made of white bone in his hand, and a dozen or so zombies charged towards Jiu Shu!
“Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng, protect everyone!”
Jiu Shu threw a peachwood sword to Qiu Sheng. He also held a peachwood sword and engaged the zombies.
This battle was extremely difficult even for Jiu Shu.
Wang Wang Wang, who was at the eighth level of the Yang Dan Realm ten years ago, had now reached the ninth level of the Yang Dan Realm.
Not a single one of the fourteen zombies was weaker than a Copper Armored Corpse!
Seven were at the fourth level of the Copper Armored Corpse, four were at the fifth level, two were at the sixth level, and the strongest one was even at the seventh level!
Even though Jiu Shu was also at the ninth level of the Yang Dan Realm, and not the sixth level he was ten years ago, he was still suppressed by this force.
He found himself trapped in a perilous and precarious battle!
One of the fourth-level Copper Armored Corpses even broke through his defense and tried to attack the people at Ren Manor!
Although Qiu Sheng, Da Bao, Xiao Bao, and Mao Shan Ming combined to stop it, they were still no match for the Copper Armored Corpse. They could only barely defend themselves. They were on the verge of being killed by the Copper Armored Corpse, and it was already impossible to stop it!
“How could this be… who can save us?”
“We can’t win. If we don't run, we'll die!”
The members of the security team, the servants and maids of Ren Manor, and every resident of the town who was hiding in their houses watching the battle were all filled with grief and despair.
“Lin Jiu, you will die today!”
“The help you found not only won't be able to save you, but they will be dragged down by you and become the strongest corpse slaves under my command. They will be the nourishment for my Silver Armored Corpse!”
Wang Wang Wang laughed wildly, looking for an opportunity to attack Jiu Shu, his words full of arrogance.
His biggest threats were Jiu Shu and the person inside.
Objectively speaking, both were extraordinary.
Lin Jiu, in the illustrious lineage of the Maoshan sect, was a contender for the position of leader. His talent and effort were both maxed out!
Breaking through to the sixth level of the Real Realm ten years ago was already extraordinary. Today, ten years later, he has reached the ninth level of the Real Realm!
If it hadn’t been for his own ten years of hard cultivation, as well as the cultivation of his corpse slaves, and if he hadn't managed to break through from the eighth level of the Real Realm to the ninth, he would have been surpassed by Lin Jiu!
He truly deserved the name of a once-in-a-century prodigy!
The one inside who was facing Ren Wei Yong was even more heavyweight. Even Lin Jiu was like a firefly compared to the moon in his presence!
At an age when he should be learning basic, rudimentary techniques, his combat strength was directly suppressing the ninth level of the Copper Armored Corpse!
It was simply unbelievable, unprecedented, and a sight to behold in a thousand years!
“Uncle-in-law, why don’t we just leave? It’s not cowardly, it’s strategic retreat. When we have a chance, we’ll strike back!”
Hearing the words of the demonic cultivator, Ah Wei said nervously.
“If you want to leave, you leave!”
Ren Fa didn't even look at Ah Wei. He stared coldly at Wang Wang Wang, “I want to see if he can still laugh when my son-in-law has killed my father and has his hands free!”
He hated Wang Wang Wang even more than Jiu Shu!
Turning his father into a zombie was like killing his father to Ren Fa!
“Hee hee hee, he’s in a desperate situation himself. He can’t save himself, how can you rely on him?”
Wang Wang Wang laughed uncontrollably, even tears came out of his eyes. It was like he had heard a hilarious joke.
“Human strength is limited. They will tire, they will become exhausted, but zombies have endless stamina!”
“Those who cannot quickly deal with the zombies will inevitably be ground down to death by the zombies in despair!”
His words were full of mockery, but they made Ren Fa turn pale.
Ah Wei pleaded bitterly, “Uncle-in-law, please don't be stubborn. It's too late if we don't leave!”
“You’re always talking about leaving. I’m going to hell with you!”
Ren Fa cursed, kicking Ah Wei away, “If my son-in-law can’t win, I, as his father-in-law, will die with him!”
“You, protect Ting Ting and take everyone else away!”
Ah Wei staggered, ignoring the pain in his buttocks, and tried to take Ren Ting Ting away.
But Ren Ting Ting, without hesitation, also kicked him. “If you want to leave, you leave. Mu Chen is not leaving, and I’m not leaving either!”
“Don't get all mushy. You think this is a novel?”
Wang Wang Wang’s expression turned cold. He looked like a villain who had everything under control, with a complacent, evil smile on his face, “Everyone can leave, but that one inside cannot leave. Lin Jiu cannot leave, and neither can you and your daughter!”
“You are destined to become the best nourishment for my corpse slaves…”
Before he could finish his sentence.
A loud bang came from Ren Manor!
Along with the sound, a tall figure shot out like a cannonball!
After landing heavily on the ground, he dragged a deep groove nearly ten meters long and half a meter wide before finally stopping!
Everyone was shocked!
The demonic cultivator’s face was filled with disbelief, his eyes full of madness!
The person lying in the groove was Ren Wei Yong!
But at this moment, he had no corpse aura on him. He was already an ordinary corpse carrying corpse poison!
In other words…
The first corpse slave he had created, using a thirty-six upper-auspicious tomb and the blood of ten thousand children as a painful price, and waiting for twenty years, was… gone!!!
Mu Chen walked out slowly from Ren Manor, looking at Wang Wang Wang with an expressionless face.
“Cannot leave?”
“You are quite insightful. You know you can’t leave today...”