Chapter 36: The Peak Tournament is Hard to Play

Seeing the Flying Zombie flying over rapidly, Daoist Priest Qianhe had no time to feel annoyed; he pushed Zhang Cheng away and thrust his peach-wood sword out directly, only to have his arm grabbed by the Flying Zombie in return.

"Ah!"

Daoist Priest Qianhe let out a miserable shriek, and the peach-wood sword fell to the ground.

Zhang Cheng immediately spat out a stream of Samadhi True Fire; the Flying Zombie let go at once and flew backward, dodging the Samadhi True Fire. He immediately stepped forward to pull Daoist Priest Qianhe back, while simultaneously taking out a handful of sticky rice and applying it to Daoist Priest Qianhe's injured arm.

"Ah!"

Daoist Priest Qianhe shrieked again, but fortunately, the corpse poison was being cleared away rapidly.

Zhang Cheng shoved the Eight Trigrams Mirror to Daoist Priest Qianhe and said, "Senior Brother, leave quickly, I will cover for you!"

Daoist Priest Qianhe immediately refused, saying, "Junior Brother, I am already injured, you should be the one to leave!"

Zhang Cheng forcefully shoved the Eight Trigrams Mirror into Daoist Priest Qianhe's hands, turned around, and charged at the Flying Zombie. Daoist Priest Qianhe felt very ashamed and shouted, "Hold on, Junior Brother, I'm going to call for reinforcements!"

Daoist Priest Qianhe stumbled out of the dilapidated temple; he did not know how far he had run, but he immediately placed the Eight Trigrams Mirror inside his robes, then cast a spell to vomit a mouthful of essence blood, transforming it into a paper crane.

"Fellow senior and junior brothers, if you see the Blood Crane, come quickly to save me!"

Having said this, Daoist Priest Qianhe fainted.

As for Daoist Priest Qianhe escaping, Zhang Cheng struggled to grapple with the Flying Zombie. Forced into a corner, he took out the Five-Thunder Command and unleashed a bolt of Heavenly Thunder that struck the Flying Zombie, causing it to suffer some minor injuries.

But Zhang Cheng was not having an easy time either; he felt his magic power dropping severely. If this continued, without magic power to protect his body, he would also be killed by the remote blood-sucking.

With no other choice, Zhang Cheng turned and fled. The Flying Zombie immediately flew toward him. Zhang Cheng was overjoyed, turned around at once, removed the stopper from the Fire Crow Gourd, and shouted, "By the order of the law, act immediately!"

"Whoosh!"

A stream of divine fire flew out. The Flying Zombie immediately erupted with thick corpse aura to block the divine fire. When the corpse aura met the divine fire, it evaporated rapidly, but the Flying Zombie's corpse aura seemed endless, constantly blocking the divine fire.

Zhang Cheng was greatly alarmed; his magic treasure was likely no match for it—run quickly!

How could he dare to remain in the dilapidated temple? He immediately ran out, sprinting all the way, and happened to see the unconscious Daoist Priest Qianhe on the road. He hurriedly stepped forward, picked up Daoist Priest Qianhe, and continued to flee.

This was the first time since he started his career that he had been in such a sorry state, nearly left without the power to fight back against a Flying Zombie. If not for his master's Eight Trigrams Mirror, he feared he would have met his end on the spot today.

Zhang Cheng carried Daoist Priest Qianhe for most of the night before finally seeing a small town in the distance. This town was of average appearance and certainly could not compare to a prosperous town like Ren Family Town.

However, he did not dare to enter the town. After all, there was a Flying Zombie in the dilapidated temple near the town; this town did not look normal in any way, so he simply found a random spot to sit down and rest.

Fortunately, his Universe Bag contained water and food. He immediately took out a flask of fresh water, took a big gulp himself, and then used a cotton swab dipped in water to moisten Senior Brother Qianhe's lips.

Zhang Cheng sighed and said, "The peak tournament is so hard to play."

After resting for a while, Zhang Cheng calmed down and thought about whether to ask his master for help, or to ask other senior brothers for help. As it happened, Daoist Priest Qianhe had already woken up, though he was very weak.

Zhang Cheng asked with concern, "Senior Brother, how are you?"

Daoist Priest Qianhe said with difficulty, "Junior Brother, I'm sorry, I've implicated you."

Zhang Cheng comforted him, "We are fellow disciples, why be so polite?"

Daoist Priest Qianhe coughed and said, "When I escaped last night, I already sent out a distress signal. Fellow senior and junior brothers will come to help soon."

Upon hearing this, Zhang Cheng breathed a sigh of relief. With a few more senior brothers helping, they should be able to deal with that Flying Zombie. He only needed to exhaust the Flying Zombie's corpse aura, and he could use the Thousand-Mile Mountains and Rivers Map to capture it.

By noon, Uncle Nine, Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow, and Lin Fengjiao arrived together. Seeing the miserable-looking Daoist Priest Qianhe and the uninjured Zhang Cheng, the three of them immediately breathed a sigh of relief.

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow asked first, "Two Junior Brothers,"

"What kind of evil spirit did you encounter to have been beaten like this?"

Zhang Cheng immediately stepped forward to pay his respects and said, "Three Senior Brothers, last night Senior Brother Qianhe and I were resting in a nearby dilapidated temple when we were ambushed by a Flying Zombie. Senior Brother Qianhe's two disciples were killed in battle."

"A Flying Zombie?" Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow was somewhat surprised. A Golden-Armored Corpse that could reach the level of a Furry Zombie was already a once-in-a-century sight; that there was actually a Flying Zombie was truly rare.

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow's expression turned serious as he said, "So it is a Flying Zombie. It is a hundred times more powerful than a Furry Zombie; it is not something you can deal with."

Zhang Cheng nodded and said, "I will have to trouble you senior brothers this time."

Lin Fengjiao interjected, "There should be no grass growing for miles around a Flying Zombie, yet there is a small town here; I fear it is not simple."

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow nodded and said, "A-Jiu, go scout for information. A-Ying, you take care of A-Fa. Junior Brother, come with me to subdue the Flying Zombie."

"Yes, Senior Brother!"

Lin Fengjiao and Uncle Nine did not say more and immediately went to carry out Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow's instructions. Uncle Nine stayed behind to look after Daoist Priest Qianhe, while Lin Fengjiao headed to the town to investigate.

Zhang Cheng followed Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow to the dilapidated temple from the night before. The coffin in the main hall had already exploded, and the zombie inside was gone; as for the corpses of A-Jie and A-Wei, they were also missing.

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow walked steadily into the main hall, and three zombies lunged over.

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow pinched a sword incantation and fired three streaks of purple light, directly piercing the bodies of A-Jie and A-Wei, who instantly died and fell to the ground.

"Killed two zombies, gained two hundred merit points."

The other zombie was merely knocked back and then lunged again. Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow said with some surprise, "Isn't there still one Furry Zombie here?"

Zhang Cheng hurriedly said, "This should be the Green Zombie we were escorting."

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow immediately unleashed the Five-Thunder Palm, followed by the Five-Thunder Curse, beating the Furry Zombie half to death. Zhang Cheng immediately took out the Evil-Refining Treasure Gourd and said, "Senior Brother, leave this one for me to refine."

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow stopped immediately, and Zhang Cheng sucked the Furry Zombie into the gourd.

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow said, "That Flying Zombie is likely in poor condition and needs to recover, which is why it cultivated that Green Zombie into a Copper-Armored Furry Zombie. It seems this Flying Zombie is very strong; it is likely close to becoming a Corpse Demon."

Zhang Cheng said happily, "Then we should strike while it's weak; we must find that Flying Zombie quickly."

"No need, it's here."

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow shielded Zhang Cheng behind him, pinched a sword incantation, and fired a streak of purple light. The Flying Zombie immediately revealed itself and used its corpse aura to block the purple light.

This was the magic spell Purple Nether Arrow, a highly offensive spell.

Daoist Priest One-Eyebrow immediately took out a Copper Coin Sword and shouted, "Junior Brother, cover me!"

Having said this, he bit his finger, used his blood as a guide, and cast a spell to control the sword. He then took out the Three-Pure Bell and shook it, and the Copper Coin Sword suspended in mid-air immediately flew toward the Flying Zombie.

The Flying Zombie waved its sharp claws, driving its corpse aura to collide with the Copper Coin Sword.

Zhang Cheng murmured, "So powerful!"

If he had the magic power of Senior Brother One-Eyebrow, the magic treasures he possessed would be enough to deal with this Flying Zombie.