Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

The border area between Hunan and Guangxi.

At dusk, in the dense forest.

A man and a woman sped through the forest. The man, who looked to be about twenty-five or twenty-six, had fear and unease in his eyes and kept looking back. He said, "Yan Yan, we've been running for so long, we should have shaken them off by now. Your injuries are quite serious, I think we should get them treated first."

On Liu Yanyan's left arm, there was a four-finger scratch, from which blackish-red blood oozed, with a faint smell of decay.

Her brows furrowed slightly, and though she was in excruciating pain, her gaze remained resolute: "Brother Ren, let's keep going. We can't afford to take any chances; it's a zombie."

Since leaving the Quanxing sect, she has been working in North China.

A few days ago, it was my grandfather's birthday, so I took leave and rushed back home.

Unexpectedly, so many troubles occurred.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in her eyes.

The Liu family paid a heavy price to ensure the two could escape.

Yang Ren stamped his foot: "Damn it, I told you long ago, times have changed. Why would we still build our family home in this remote mountain forest? If we were in a slightly more populated area, how could we possibly..."

Yang Ren looked resentful, his fists clenched.

Liu Yanyan fought back her tears: "Stop talking, let's hurry, the sun is about to set."

In order for the two to escape, several uncles and elders risked their lives to barely tear open a gap.

Even so, she was still clawed, and the other side even sent zombies to hunt her down.

Yang Ren said coldly, "The old man with the white zombie, he will definitely die a horrible death!"

Upon hearing this, Liu Yanyan's eyes flashed with hatred.

The Corpse-driving lineage is a small sect, and within its system, which families aren't related by blood or marriage?

Those uncles and elders who helped the two escape were relatives who had watched her grow up.

Although she had a lot of grievances against her family because of the inheritance of the corpse-driving technique, how could she remain calm when she saw her loved ones die in front of her?

The culprit behind all this is the Old Monster of Quanxing, the White Zombie Old Man!

This person was originally a genius of the corpse-driving lineage, but because he could not bear all kinds of restrictions, he betrayed the lineage and became a member of the Quanxing sect.

Every elder in the corpse-driving lineage speaks of this person with a face full of humiliation.

Because the corpse-driving lineage was weak, no one dared to attack or kill him back then. Unexpectedly, he returned to fight back instead.

Taking advantage of the old patriarch of the Liu family's birthday celebration, the zombies that the imperial envoy had created were practically an army in themselves, with the intention of wiping out everyone who had gathered together.

The Liu family, relying on their family's inherited formations and the help of their fellow practitioners, managed to hold out for several days.

At the same time, they actively sought help from the outside world, but all their efforts were in vain.

The communication network had been cut off by the white-faced old man long ago.

He is determined to destroy the corpse-driving lineage of the supernatural world!
Finally, with no other option, they risked their lives to help Liu Yanyan and Yang Ren escape and seek help from the outside world.

……

'Da da~~'

The footsteps sounded like raindrops, casting long, narrow shadows.

Yang Ren was not injured, so he was much more relaxed and even had time to look around.

The dim sunset cast a golden glow on Liu Yanyan's face, making it appear as if it were plated with gold. The pain from the corpse poison caused her brows to furrow slightly, and sweat streamed down her cheeks, making her look pitiful.

Yang Ren's heart skipped a beat, and he said in an extremely solemn voice, "Yan Yan, don't be afraid. No matter what happens, I will protect you."

Liu Yanyan forced a smile: "Brother Ren, thank you."

Yang Ren gritted his teeth. He was a whole size older than Liu Yanyan, and the Liu and Yang families had a close relationship, often intermarrying over the years.

When he was little, little girls would often follow him around, calling him Brother Ren, but he was focused on the family's secret techniques and never paid much attention to them.

As time went by and the little girl grew up, they became less close and more distant.

But his feelings changed; looking at the increasingly beautiful girl, he was suddenly smitten.

What does saying "thank you" mean at this moment?
Do you understand his intentions?

As I pondered this, the last rays of the setting sun dissipated, and the world returned to a deep blue. The already dark forest was shrouded in even greater darkness.

'Swish~~'

A rustling sound came from the bushes ahead, and a sinister aura drifted over.

Liu Yanyan's expression changed slightly: "How could it be so fast!"

Yang Ren said in a deep voice, "You are injured, and that monster remembers your blood."

Upon hearing this, Liu Yanyan felt a pang of self-reproach. Just as the two were about to change direction, several roars came from the source of the strange noise ahead!

Several figures rushed over, their faces already rotting, their eyeballs turned into black holes, their hands flesh and blood withered away, and their finger bones were faintly visible.

Unfortunately, its joints are flexible and its movements are rapid, bringing with them a strong, putrid stench.

Yang Ren shouted, attracting the monsters' attention: "Four walking corpses, Yan Yan, you run! I'll cover your retreat!"

The walking corpse, which does not stiffen after death, is like a tiger or leopard, and is the culmination of the art of corpse refining.

Liu Yanyan's feelings were complicated: "Brother Ren, you..."

Yang Ren drew a three-foot-long peach wood sword from his waist: "I said I would protect you, this is my way of showing my love!"

Liu Yanyan gritted her teeth. As she hesitated, her gaze swept behind her. Although it was a deep and dark place, a chill ran straight to the top of her head.

She let the chill surge through her, gave a soft shout, slapped the wound on her shoulder, spurting out a spray of foul-smelling pus and blood, and then fled to the side.

Yang Ren covered her retreat, which in turn led away the most terrifying monster.

The surrounding scenery vanished rapidly, and Liu Yanyan couldn't help but feel a pang of sadness. 'Four zombies—Ren-ge can manage that. As long as that monster's attention is on me, the uninjured Ren-ge should be able to escape smoothly and find reinforcements to save everyone.'

Liu Yanyan asked herself if she was a person who could make generous sacrifices.

However, Yang Ren was in a better position than her, and his chances of escaping or finding support were much greater.

Just as she was thinking this, a gust of evil wind came from behind her. She couldn't dodge in time and was knocked off balance. The wound on her arm smelled even more foul.

She gritted her teeth, still trying to escape and buy time for Yang Ren, when a chill surged in front of her, as if an ice cave had appeared.

Looking at it, a chill ran down my spine.

Its face was gaunt, as if all the flesh had disappeared. Its bluish skin clung tightly to the bones, outlining the most realistic contours of its face. Its gleaming white fangs reflected a cold light in the dark forest. Its outstretched hands had three-inch-long fingernails on each of its ten fingers, gleaming with a bluish-purple light.

This is a true zombie, the pinnacle of the corpse-refining lineage!

Moving like the wind, tearing tigers and leopards apart alive!
Invulnerable to swords and spears, protected by yin energy!

It's practically a walking war chariot!

Liu Yanyan felt a wave of helplessness. At her peak, she could barely handle one or two walking corpses, let alone when she was injured and poisoned by corpses, let alone facing a zombie!
Two arms thrust at him.

The sharp nails on his ten fingers gleamed coldly.

A loud shout suddenly came from behind: "Yan Yan, I'm here!"

……

The gust of wind that tore through the ten sharp nails made Liu Yanyan's cheeks sting. She thought she was going to die, but upon hearing this sound, a feeling of joy suddenly welled up in her heart.

However, the joy quickly vanished.

This is a real zombie! The pinnacle of the corpse-refining lineage. Not to mention her and Yang Ren, even the elders in the family would only die on the spot.

Liu Yanyan fought back tears: "Brother Ren, why are you bothering me? You should have just run away and escaped. That's the only way to save everyone."

As she spoke, Yang Ren, who had arrived from behind, threw out a pale white object, which struck the zombie that was attacking Liu Yanyan.

The moment it hit, a series of crackling sounds rang out.

A faint aroma of burnt rice wafted over, revealing it to be a handful of glutinous rice.

The folk legend that glutinous rice can ward off zombies is not entirely unfounded.

This is because zombies are created from corpses and are extremely yin in nature, while glutinous rice is the essence of grains and is full of yang energy. When the two meet, it is like heavenly thunder and earthly fire, which cannot coexist.

Of course, it's not as simple as just grabbing a handful of glutinous rice and expecting it to work.

It also requires certain refining techniques from the corpse-driving lineage.

Seeing the zombie being forced back by the sticky rice, letting out painful roars, the effect was immediate.

Overwhelmed with sorrow, Liu Yanyan cried out, "Brother Ren, you're so foolish!"

The old man with the white zombies, leading a horde of corpses, intended to devour the entire lineage of corpse drivers.

After several days of stalemate, the glutinous rice that had been cooked at home was almost gone.

In order for the two to escape, not only were several elders sacrificed, but this handful of glutinous rice was also the last thing to remove the corpses.

This was to buy the two of them time to escape.

But Yang Ren used it to save her.

Yang Ren stood beside her, his expression solemn, his gaze sharp, but his voice was gentle, conveying deep concern: "Yan Yan, you are in danger, how could I not save you?"

Liu Yanyan, with mixed feelings, looked at Yang Ren, who was unharmed, and said, "Let's go!"

That handful of glutinous rice was enough to shatter the Yin energy of the walking corpse, rendering it powerless to fight.

But zombies are no ordinary creatures; the yin energy within their bodies is incredibly concentrated. Nuomi merely repelled them, buying them some time.

Before long, the zombies will be able to force out the glutinous rice's yang energy and recover.

'Snapped! '

Yang Ren grabbed Liu Yanyan's hand: "We've run out of glutinous rice. Once this zombie has exhausted its yang energy, how far can we run?"

Liu Yanyan's body trembled slightly, and she quickly pulled her hand away: "Then what do we do?"

Yang Ren was slightly annoyed, but remained calm and said, "Wait a moment."

As they spoke, they went into the woods nearby, where they heard the sound of rushing water.

Upon hearing this, Liu Yanyan blushed and felt a sense of disbelief. She hadn't expected Brother Ren to...

Soon, Yang Ren returned, looking somewhat embarrassed, and explained, "Yan Yan, I know there have been some unpleasant rumors about me over the years, but I can assure you, they are all rumors!"

She shook the kettle in her hand, and heard the sound of water splashing. Liu Yanyan smelled a strange odor and remembered the rumors about Yang Ren.

There was a time when I believed it too, but now the facts speak louder than words, and I feel a little embarrassed.

Yang Ren said in a deep voice, "My sincerity is as clear as the sun and moon!"

Liu Yanyan composed herself: "Let's go quickly. My grandfather and Uncle Yang are in danger at all times."

Yang Ren nodded, splashed the water bottle onto the zombie in agony, then grabbed Liu Yanyan's hand and ran away without a word.

Liu Yanyan tried to pull her hand away, but Yang Ren held on too tightly, leaving her somewhat helpless.

I felt much more at ease. Both boy's urine and glutinous rice have their limitations and are unlikely to be very effective against zombies.

But when the two are combined, it's 1+1>2!

The glutinous rice embedded in the zombie's flesh, having been imbued with another extremely yang substance, could quickly ignite into a prairie fire!
If the two of them had more abilities, they might have been able to try and eliminate the zombie.

……

The two fled for another half an hour, during which Yang Ren kept pouring out his heart, which annoyed Liu Yanyan.

Parents, uncles, aunts, grandparents, and maternal grandparents are all in danger.

She had no mood to express anything to Yang Ren.

Before long, the two emerged from the dense forest, their lights creating a serene scene against the night sky.

Yang Ren glanced at her sideways, then stared at the distant lights, his gaze shifting between light and shadow: "Great, we've arrived at Chenjia Village. We can replenish our glutinous rice."

Chenjia Village was initially composed of disciples from a branch of the corpse-driving lineage deep in the mountains who lacked extraordinary talent.

Like other villages, it served as a medium for the corpse-driving lineage to contact the outside world.

The village should have no shortage of glutinous rice that has undergone preliminary processing.

Liu Yanyan shook her head: "I'm injured, and that zombie remembers my blood. If I go into Chenjia Village now, it will only bring disaster to the innocent villagers."

"Yan Yan, you're still thinking of others even at a time like this. You're such a considerate girl."

Yang Renyi looked admiringly at the scene, then changed the subject: "But as you know, Chenjia Village is protected by Uncle Chen Si. We might be able to work with him to kill the zombies that are chasing us."

The practice of corpse driving has never been popular and has been taboo since ancient times.

This is even more true in modern times, with all kinds of traditions, large and small, located in remote, sparsely populated mountains and forests at the border of Hunan and Guangxi.

Villages like Chenjia Village serve as a bridge between the inside and outside worlds.

Chen Si of Chenjia Village is a member of the Chen family who drive corpses. He wasted some years when he was young, and later returned to Chenjia Village to serve as the village chief.

Firstly, it is for better communication with the outside world.

Secondly, it can serve as a timely notification if anything happens.

Thirdly, it can help villagers with some everyday family matters.

The two were not strangers to Chen Si, and they had heard that when this Uncle Chen Si was young, he did not waste his time, but instead followed a Taoist priest named Shangqing for a period of time.

He was fortunate enough to be accepted as a disciple.

Later on, he realized he wasn't cut out for it, so he had no choice but to return to his hometown.

As Chen Si's cold and stern face flashed through her mind, Liu Yanyan felt a surge of interest in Yang Ren's suggestion.

Although the pursuing zombies were suppressed by both glutinous rice and boy's urine, it was only a matter of time before they recovered.

The mountain roads are difficult to traverse, and given their pace, it would take them at least until dawn to get out of the mountains.

Zombies can move like the wind and ignore terrain, so they are very likely to be caught again.

Thinking it over, Liu Yanyan shook her head: "Even Uncle Chen might not be able to deal with a zombie, and if the zombie is led there, the innocent villagers of Chenjia Village will definitely suffer."

Yang Ren said sharply, "What time is it now? Listen to me, don't be so soft-hearted!"

He then hurried toward Chenjia Village.

Liu Yanyan stamped her foot and had no choice but to chase after them.

A moment later, a faint smell of blood drifted on the wind, and Liu Yanyan felt a chill run down her spine.

Suddenly I realized.

The lights in the night had an eerie, deathly quality. (End of Chapter)