Chapter 154

Looking at the red-haired zombie lunging over, Mu Yi let out a cold snort, his inner qi extending from within his body all the way onto the battle blade, thunder light and scorching fire instantly resonating, without the slightest hesitation he raised his blade and struck down heavily on the red-haired zombie's face.

Such an attack full of loopholes, and they dare to bring it out to make a fool of themselves.

However, the instant the battle blade struck the red-haired zombie's face, Mu Yi's heart gave a jolt.

After the upgrade, the battle blade actually couldn't cleave the opponent's skin……

Something's fishy!

Mu Yi felt a strange force from the blade; the inner qi attached to the battle blade seemed to be cancelled by something, a heavy force rebounded along the blade toward him.

Clang!

Clang!

Clang!

The sound of metal clashing echoed in the mountain's hollow; Mu Yi looked at the red-haired zombie that no attack could harm, feeling somewhat helpless.

Whether it was chopping, furious thunder, scorching fire, or explosive arrows and exploding fireball technique, none could inflict any damage on the red-haired zombie before him.

The only thing that seemed effective was the belated justice's innate holy damage, but without other damage supplements, even if the holy seal burst, the damage to the red-haired was negligible.

Although Mu Yi interrupted the process of evolving into a flying zombie, the red-haired zombie seemed to retain part of the flying zombie's ability, its speed astonishing; without Time Acceleration, Mu Yi couldn't keep up with its speed.

In Mu Yi's perception, the red-haired zombie was eliminating his phantom avatars at extreme speed, estimated to burst out from below in less than a minute.

The little Temple Caretaker's face still bore some guilt; he had been guarding the disheveled old man, but ended up having his mind bewitched, nearly letting the old man die at the hands of the infant ghost.

Speaking, he also took out several talismans; from the moment he accepted this mission, he had already been making preparations.

Weak as they were, they utterly lacked the strength to resist the flames' burning, only able to futilely roll and struggle in the sea of fire, then bit by bit be devoured by the scorching fire.

Strength boundless, body indestructible, speed like a ghost—these three basic qualities were almost maxed out by the red-haired zombie to the limit; strength and agility were still okay, and Mu Yi could contend with it relying on Time Acceleration and inner qi burst.

When he rushed out, the infant ghost had just trapped the others, and was manipulating rolling black mist to grab the disheveled old man's head.

——Military Strategist Divine Ability·Secretly Crossing Chen Cang

Such an opportunity with one's back to oneself is simply a heaven-sent chance.

"Thank you, Colonel, for the rescue!"

Mu Yi nodded slightly; Lin Xuan had intentionally let him act with these people, and indeed he had made preparations, turning out to be a steady and prudent person, no wonder he was left to guard the Eastern Prefecture.

But now he's barely able to fend off the red-haired zombie, let alone stop to gather power!

"Heh heh heh! Kid, stop struggling on your deathbed, just let me suck you dry!" the red-haired zombie cackled.

Pfft!

The infant ghost's head burst instantly!

At the moment the infant ghost died, several souls from the tattoo seal inside its body instantly began to writhe ferociously, trying to break free of their bonds, but before they could burst out, they found themselves in a sea of fire.

From the result of his testing with a blade against the red-haired zombie, the attacks of the Asura warriors could not break through the defense at all.

The disheveled old man and Su Meiniang awkwardly shook their heads, leaning against a big tree to cool off; one of them was a fortunate loose cultivator, the other a newly established altar's out-mart disciple, yet they had nothing good to hold the fort.

Being in an invincible position, it never considered defense, clinging to Mu Yi like a mad dog, and Mu Yi could not shake it off no matter what.

Mu Yi's figure vanished in the air, and the next instant he appeared behind the infant ghost.

Although the zombie already wasn't afraid of light, even a slight influence is still an influence.

Although logically speaking, razing mountains and temples is something he should be a professional at, but having no troops, he's like a clever wife unable to cook without rice.

After discarding a ground full of phantom avatars, Mu Yi flashed and ran toward outside the yin temple, suspecting the yin temple might be the problem, since this was the enemy's home ground, he'd go outside to try.

Mu Yi rushed out of the yin temple and saw Su Meiniang and the others still entangled with the infant ghost.

Nobody expected that this seemingly mindless infant ghost actually had a trick of illusionary magic; caught off guard, even he himself fell for it.

He had a premonition that if he couldn't stop to gather momentum and power, even the trump card Ten Thousand Armies Take Head couldn't chop this guy to death.

——Ten Thousand Armies Take Head

"The zombie has bronze skin and iron bones; the higher its cultivation, the sturdier its body. Although it doesn't fear ordinary fire and sunlight, using thunder and fire against it remains effective!" the Taoist said first.

An opponent that cannot be breached is the most hated foe for an army.

The other four also felt some shame they couldn't brush off; they had underestimated the infant ghost. Evil spirits harm people, their strongest tricks are illusion and object control; those deceived by the infant ghost's earlier performance inadvertently all fell under its sway.

But this defense is truly heaven-defying; Mu Yi also doesn't understand why his attacks are completely ineffective.

"Cut the pleasantries, the zombie is about to burst out!"

——Military Strategist Divine Ability·Golden Cicada Shell Shed

Hmm… but this situation usually just means not enough numbers; if he had eighty thousand Asura warriors, chopping down this iron lump would be no problem.

They responded to the Eastern Prefecture's call, also to curry favor with the Eastern Prefecture so they could live better there.

"Thank you, Colonel, for the rescue!" the disheveled old man gave a wry smile as he rose from the ground, having almost only been able to perish together with the infant ghost.

"I only have this!" the little Temple Caretaker pulled out a bell from his bosom, "Master instructed this item can only be used against zombies…"

Mu Yi always believed that professional matters should be left to professionals.

After paddling water for half a day, it's time for him to display his divine might; the Taoist's face is now full of confidence.

"Before I came, I asked my master for several corpse‑suppressing talismans and Five Thunder talismans, all specially made to deal with zombies!"

But having said that, for dealing with demonic zombies, these monks and Taoists ought to be a bit more professional than him.

Since they dared to come, they naturally had made some preparations.

——Military Strategist Divine Ability·Hide the Heaven, Cross the Sea

"Everyone, do you have any way to deal with the zombie?"

"I also have a relic of great virtue, specifically to suppress demons and evil!" the monk also produced a relic, his face full of confidence.

"Here it comes!"

Mu Yi gave a low shout; he had already sensed the red-haired zombie's aura.

Nocking an arrow, Mu Yi directly aimed at the yin temple and began bombardment; although he didn't know if it would work, first destroy this yin temple and then talk.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

Three explosive arrows fired in a triple burst, boom—boom—boom, three deafening blasts, directly blowing the shadow temple to shreds.

"You scoundrel, I want you dead!"

The red-haired zombie's enraged roar pierced the ruins and fell into Mu Yi's ears.

Feeling the anger in the red-haired zombie's words, Mu Yi nodded; provoking its fury proved that what he was doing had meaning.

Without any hesitation, he kept drawing his bow and nocking arrows, bombarding the ruins.

"You scoundrel!"

The red-haired zombie burst through the ruins, lunging straight at Mu Yi.

"Heaven and earth are dark yellow, the Supreme is pure and subtle, vile Qi disperses, seal!"

The Daoist glowed with a faint golden light, his Daoist robe fluttering, one hand wielding a peachwood sword, the other clutching a talisman, leapt toward the red-haired zombie.

Boom!

The talisman transformed into a beam of golden light, hurling at the red-haired zombie's forehead.

The red-haired zombie was instantly fixed by the golden light, and the surrounding dark wind was instantly dispersed.

But before the Daoist could rejoice, the talisman on the red-haired zombie's head ignited instantly, turning into a wisp of blue smoke that vanished.

"Bang!" With a single strike, the red-haired zombie flung the Daoist into the air, lunging at him as if to crush him.

"Om! Ma! Ne! Pa! Mi! Hung!"

A relic emitted boundless Buddha light, blasting the red-haired zombie upward, then hovering above its head, as if to suppress it with the Buddha light.

Just as a smile flickered at the monk's mouth, the red-haired zombie snatched the relic and shoved it into its mouth.

"Clack..."

A crisp crack sounded, and the relic radiating endless Buddha light was instantly shattered.

"All gods pay homage, commanding thunderous demons and ghosts to lose heart, spirits and monsters vanish. Within lies thunder, the Thunder God hides his name. Insight pierces, five Qi surge. Golden light appears swiftly, shielding the true person. Swift as a decree."

"Boom—rumble—rumble!"

Above the heavens, thunder roared, a bolt as thick as a water bucket streaked down.

Yet amid the charred wreckage, the red-haired zombie stood up as if unharmed, flashing a bloodthirsty grin at the crowd.

Everyone stared in disbelief at the red-haired zombie; the methods of both the Buddhist and Daoist camps could not hinder it in the slightest, which defied all logic.

"It's dragon Qi! He has dragon Qi!" the young Temple Caretaker froze for a moment, then quickly recovered.

"It is protected by dragon Qi; at this moment it is a shadow spirit recognized by the Court, so anti-evil spells have no effect!"

The Temple Caretaker's words sank everyone's hearts; they had indeed heard of the effects of dragon Qi, rumored that a sovereign bearing dragon Qi is impervious to all laws, and ordinary immortals cannot confront imperial dragon Qi.

They never expected to encounter it in a place like this.

"The little fellow does have some insight!" the red-haired zombie seemed to relish the fear, even praising the young Temple Caretaker.

"Emperor Da Xing seized our Yan kingdom's lands; now I'm merely taking a price from Da Xing, but these lands will eventually return to Yan!"

"The remnants of the former dynasty are better left un dreamed!" the shabby old man snorted, forming sword-shaped hands, flicking a blade of light, leaping up with an unending sword flow.

Ding—ding—ding—ding—ding...

A series of sword lights erupted in the air.

The red-haired zombie neither dodged nor flinched, letting the sword light cover it, its sharp claws lunging straight at the young Temple Caretaker; it had already identified the weakest on the field as the young Temple Caretaker.

Wounding all ten fingers is less effective than cutting off one; first let it have a hearty meal.

The nearby Daoist and monk hurriedly teamed up to flank the red-haired zombie, and Su Meiniang turned her long sword into a sword net, enveloping the red-haired zombie.

Yet every attack against the red-haired zombie seemed futile, being crushed as if by a withering axe.

The young Temple Caretaker shook the bell in his hand; the bell, filled with spiritual light, caused the red-haired zombie to pause, but within a single breath it broke free.

But the instant it shook off the effect, the poised Mu Yi moved.

——Military Strategist Divine Skill·Resting While the Enemy Exhausts

This divine skill that erases one's presence caused the red-haired zombie to completely overlook Mu Yi amid the relentless assaults, allowing Mu Yi to finish his preparation.

——Tathagata Ten Powers

Surging power roiled within Mu Yi's body, erupting to his limit; he inhaled deeply, his scarlet Inner Qi forming a blade halo over his arrayed sword, and with a flash he surged toward the red-haired zombie.

——Time Confusion·Tenfold Speed

The sword intent pierced his body, the blade light like wings hanging from the heavens, like the Milky Way, dazzling yet brimming with murderous intent, falling without mercy.

——Ten Thousand Armies Take Head·First Form

Clang!

The blade light struck the red-haired zombie's neck, the clang of gold and iron reverberating across the field, causing Su Meiniang and the others to cover their ears and retreat.

At this moment, their greatest help to Mu Yi was to not cause further chaos.

A streak of blood appeared on the red-haired zombie's neck.

The instant the red-haired zombie sensed this, panic flooded its heart; the dragon Qi within burst outward, forming a divine dragon that charged at Mu Yi.

But to the red-haired zombie's horror, the dragon Qi collided with Mu Yi and vanished like a mud ox in the sea, disappearing without a trace.

Mu Yi unleashed all his internal power, thrusting his sword to deliver a second slash at the red-haired zombie's neck.

——Ten Thousand Armies Take Head·Second Form

The guaranteed critical first slash broke the red-haired zombie's defense; the second, certain strike continued the first's trajectory, precisely hitting the bloodstain on its neck.

The red-haired zombie was thrown into total panic; the blade light nearly cleaved half its neck. Without its invulnerable flesh, the Five Thunder Talisman would not be a joke.

The red-haired zombie turned and fled; at this moment it only wanted to escape, and any talk of flying zombies or kingdoms was far less valuable than its own life.

Watching the red-haired zombie turn its back, Mu Yi felt a strange sensation: no need to chase, just one cut would suffice.

With that slash, the opponent would die.

Slash!

——Ten Thousand Armies Take Head·Three Styles

A single straight chop, the simplest of moves, now erupted with the most terrifying lethal force; the plain, unadorned blade light seemed to obliterate everything.

The red-haired zombie's rushing figure collapsed onto the ground, its life force vanishing in an instant.

"Dead?" Mu Yi stared blankly at the fallen red-haired zombie.

That chop just now did not harm the red-haired zombie's flesh, but directly split its soul.

He could feel the soul aura emanating from the red-haired zombie, and Mu Yi's face showed an extremely strange expression.

With the battle over, everyone let out a breath.

Though the sky was still light and less than a day had passed, they felt as if ten and a half days had gone by.

After a brief rest, the group dug open the ruins that Mu Yi had blasted apart, thoroughly dismantling the Yin Temple to ensure it would not be used again, and also to prevent any remaining threats.

As for zombies, as long as their bodies remain, even if buried deep underground they can absorb earthly qi and lunar essence, then rise again to cause trouble.

We must sever the root of the calamity.

After completely destroying the Yin Temple, the Daoist and the monk each held a ritual, performing salvation to dispel the yin energy in this area, which can be considered the final curtain.

Although they were puzzled, this area had clearly undergone a blood sacrifice, yet there were no lingering souls, only the yin energy left behind by the zombie and child spirits.

But after confirming they had thoroughly cleaned the Yin Temple, they could only attribute it to the temple's peculiarity, after all, they had never before seen a zombie capable of using dragon qi.

If it weren't for Mu Yi's strong thigh leading the team, they might have all ended up here.

Indeed, as the Military Strategist who dominates the Eastern Dao Prefecture, he is utterly unfathomable.