Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

Liu Yanyan's voice trembled: "Brother Ren..."

Yang Ren exhaled, his eyes glazed, and kept muttering to himself, "Impossible, impossible..."

The two quickened their pace again, their footsteps echoing continuously in the quiet night, reaching the direction of Chenjia Village.

However, under the cover of night, not a single dog bark could be heard in the village, even though the villagers kept many dogs. Liu Yanyan still remembered last year when the village dogs fought over the pastries she threw out.

'No way……'

Liu Yanyan murmured to herself, but her heart sank lower and lower.

The numerous sects and families of the Corpse-Driving lineage have been besieged by the White Zombie Elder for several days.

Although all contact with the outside world was cut off, how could a remote village like Chenjia Village remain indifferent after not being able to contact its own family for several days?

……

Village entrance.

The stench of blood grew stronger, and a pile of dark shadows was faintly visible in the dim light.

Those were the village's chickens, dogs, and livestock, all emaciated and with four round holes in their necks, piled up haphazardly.

Yang Ren said in a deep voice, "Zombies, and blood-sucking zombies at that!"

Liu Yanyan felt a chill run through her body. The two entered the village, and on the left, the gate of a house was wide open. In the dim light, a small, shriveled corpse lay on the steps in front of the inner room.

Liu Yanyan's hair stood on end. That was Chen Shitou from Chenjia Village; she had hugged him last year.

Yang Ren's expression was grim: "Chenjia Village has most likely been massacred by zombies. That damned old white zombie, the company will definitely not let him get away with slaughtering innocent people like that!"

Looking at Liu Yanyan who was trembling, Yang Ren said softly, "Yanyan, don't be afraid. I said I would protect you."

Liu Yanyan was somewhat bewildered. In just a few days, she first witnessed her uncles and aunts die tragically while protecting them during their breakout, and then saw the once bustling Chenjia Village turn into a desolate wasteland. The impact was immense, and she simply couldn't process it.

Just then, a furious shout rang out through the night sky.

"Evil beast, prepare your death!"

Liu Yanyan trembled violently, tears of joy streaming down her face: "It's Uncle Chen! He's not dead yet!"

Yang Ren was stunned for a moment, then overjoyed: "Quick, let's go! We need to go and support Uncle Chen!" He gritted his teeth: "Even if it costs us our lives, we must avenge the villagers of Chenjia Village!"

Liu Yanyan murmured, as if she wanted to say something.

Their biggest task now should be to seek help from the outside world to save the corpse-driving lineage.

But in this situation, with the entire village of children and the elderly slaughtered by zombies, and not being the kind of person with a heart of stone, she couldn't possibly utter a word to refute Yang Ren.

……

In the open space of Chenjia Village, a faint light shone, and a middle-aged Taoist priest, dressed in a Taoist robe and looking to be in his mid-forties, stood in the center of the open space.

He held a peach wood sword in one hand and an inkwell in the other.

His Taoist robe was tattered, and his body was covered with wounds, from which blackish-red, foul-smelling pus and blood oozed.

His eyes, however, resembled those of a hawk.

He stared intently at every rustle of wind and movement around him.

'Splash~~'

A chilling gust of wind swept in from behind. Chen Si jerked the inkwell in his hand, splattering out drops of light ink. He flicked the ink line behind him, and a burnt smell wafted over. The chilling wind dissipated as well.

Zombies are the dead who have come back to life, and they are not tolerated in the world. The ink line, on the other hand, is made specifically to measure right and wrong in the world, and it naturally has the power to suppress zombies. In particular, ink dissolved in rooster blood is even more effective.

The bad wind has temporarily subsided.

Chen Si felt extremely solemn.

As a member of the Chen family, who were skilled at handling corpses, he was already adept at dealing with them, not to mention that he had also learned some Shangqing Taoist techniques.

Even if he were to face a real zombie, Chen Si was confident that he could subdue it.

But this zombie that attacked Chenjia Village was no ordinary zombie. Its Yin energy was so refined that it had never been seen before. Right under its nose, it drained the blood of the entire village, young and old.

After drinking human blood, the zombie's abilities grew even stronger.

At this moment, the two seemed to be locked in a stalemate, but in reality, it was more like the zombie was toying with him.

'The emergence of such a vile zombie in Chenjia Village is probably not a simple matter. Fortunately, despite our best efforts, A-Jie managed to escape and seek support from the family of corpse drivers. The pity for the old and young in this village…'

Chen Si felt a wave of sorrow.

"Uncle Chen, we've come to your aid!"

Yang Renyi drank heavily.

Chen Si was taken aback. He recognized Yang Ren's voice. How long had it been since A-Jie escaped? How come reinforcements arrived so quickly?
Wait a minute, with such a vicious monster, how could Yang Ren possibly be a match for it?

Is this support just a joke?!
While Chen Si was still reeling from the shock, Yang Ren had already charged out with his peach wood sword, and the evil zombies that had been lurking and playing around immediately stirred up a gust of evil wind.

Chen Si's scalp tingled, as if he could see those ten sharp nails tearing Yang Ren's head apart. He couldn't care less about anything else: "Be careful!"

He moved with lightning speed, shoving the person aside.

With a muffled 'plop', the zombie's hands pierced into Chen Si's vest.

Liu Yanyan, who was a step too slow, froze. She had just seen Chen Si when she saw him being torn apart by a zombie. She cried out in anguish, "Uncle Chen Si!"

Yang Ren screamed repeatedly, "Ahhh! Uncle Chen!"

He raised the peach wood sword in his hand and stabbed it into the zombie's side.

Peach wood is inherently a highly yang substance, making it easy to suppress evil spirits.

For creatures like zombies, the peach wood sword is invincible; even a zombie would suffer greatly from being struck by it.

However, this vicious zombie, which had drunk human blood, was different. As soon as Yang Ren's peach wood sword touched its body, a dense and highly condensed yin energy surged back.

Like oil splashed onto a red-hot iron pot, Yang Ren's peach wood sword was corroded away in the blink of an eye, while the zombie remained completely unharmed.

'Bang~~'

Chen Si slapped Yang Ren away, shouting, "Run! Run!"

Having already been pierced by the zombie, he further enlarged the wounds in his internal organs in order to save Yang Ren, causing him to almost faint from the pain.

He bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of thick, extremely yang blood. A thick, sweet-smelling white mist immediately rose from the zombie's head.

He let out a series of hoarse roars: "If I can't protect this village, I'll fight you to the death, you zombie!"

He actually tackled the vicious zombie to the ground.

"Uncle Chen, no!"

Yang Ren screamed in pain and tried to rush forward to rescue him.

"Brother Ren, let's go quickly!" It was Liu Yanyan who grabbed him.

"Yan Yan!" Yang Ren nodded painfully.

The two men took off running, and just as they were about to leave the village, they heard Chen Si's sigh, which had turned from triumph to despair: "This poor Taoist priest is incompetent, and has been killed by a zombie..."

Liu Yanyan burst into tears, but Yang Ren stopped in his tracks: "Yanyan, you go, I'll cover your retreat."

Liu Yanyan's heart pounded: "Brother Ren!"

Although he only glanced at it, his intuition told him that the zombie in Chenjia Village was far more terrifying than the one chasing them!
Yang Ren gazed at her affectionately: "Yan Yan, I know there are some things you don't want to hear, but I still have to say them. I love you. I don't know when it happened, but I've fallen hopelessly in love with you. If, and I mean if, I could escape this world, would you marry me?"

Liu Yanyan was silent for a moment, then rushed into the village without hesitation. "Brother Ren, you're not hurt, you can go!"

Liu Yanyan was deeply moved, never expecting that Yang Ren would so selflessly cover her retreat.

With the entire village, young and old, plus Uncle Chen, all killed by this zombie, Yang Ren had no other option but to die.

She never imagined that Yang Ren would be willing to give his life for her.

In her childhood memories, Yang Ren was a cold older brother. She wanted to win his affection, but she didn't.

As I grew older, I came to realize that it's impossible for anyone to like everyone in the world, and I accepted that.

But she didn't know when it started, but Yang Ren's gaze towards her became somewhat strange.

The girl's intuition told her that it was a kind of lust.

The practice of corpse driving, due to its various methods, can have certain effects on the body.

Although she wasn't a stunning beauty, she was still naturally beautiful, even after being influenced by the corpse-driving technique.

Therefore, Yang Ren may have been attracted to her beauty.

In addition, Yang Ren's reputation was not good either. He had once fiercely resisted the inheritance of the corpse-driving technique, run away from home, and had been messing around outside.

She could relate to the former, since she couldn't stand the harsh training process either, and even ran away from home a while ago. If she really wanted to be honest, she was influenced by Yang Ren's example.

She was skeptical about the latter, but she didn't care whether it was really a done deal or not.

Whether Yang Ren does it or not is none of her business.

However, along the way, Yang Ren's expressions of affection have made Liu Yanyan feel uneasy, as she has no feelings for him at all!

However, it's also true that I was moved. No matter how cold-blooded someone is, they would still be touched if they were willing to give their life to cover your retreat.

Besides, Liu Yanyan is not a cold-blooded person.

But she also knew that some feelings of being moved might turn into romantic feelings, but her feelings of being moved would only turn into gratitude.

When all her thoughts returned to their origin, Liu Yanyan felt completely clear-headed.

The most urgent matter is not emotional matters, nor even revenge for the villagers of Chenjia Village, but finding support to save the corpse-driving lineage!
Right now, it's not about repaying Yang Ren for covering her retreat; this is the most rational choice.

Could she, who was injured and whose scent had been remembered by the zombies, hold on until dawn?
Obviously it is impossible.

The night wind brushed past her ears, stealing away the warmth from her body. Liu Yanyan felt her body gradually growing cold, step by step entering her grave.

A strong voice inside her urged her to turn back.

Yang Ren was willing to cover her retreat, and although she was injured, how could she know she wouldn't succeed if she didn't try?

Thinking about this, I found it a little funny, and my pace quickened even more.

'Gulp~ Gulp~'

The chilling sound of her swallowing, and even the rapid, rain-like footsteps, could not mask it.

Sweat poured out, and Liu Yanyan's back was soaked through in the blink of an eye.

The vicious zombie, right there in the open space of the village, was holding Chen Si, biting open his throat, and swallowing mouthfuls of fresh, hot blood.

There is actually a misconception in common people's understanding.

That is, not every zombie sucks blood, especially human blood.

Humans are the most intelligent of all beings, and their blood contains pure masculine energy.

When ordinary people are driven to desperation, even a single drop of blood from the tip of their tongue can make evil spirits retreat.

Therefore, human blood is not only useless to ordinary zombies, but is actually harmful.

The true way to nurture a zombie is to bury it in an extremely yin place, allowing it to be continuously nourished by the yin energy of the earth.

Only when the yin energy within a zombie reaches a certain level can it drink beast blood.

Furthermore, only when the Yin energy is sufficiently solidified can it immunize against the rigid energy in the blood, thus nourishing the zombie's body with fresh blood.

The zombie they were facing wasn't the ordinary zombie that was chasing them; it was a vampire that could drink human blood!

The blood of extraordinary individuals possesses an even stronger elemental force than that of ordinary people…

Liu Yanyan's heart trembled. This zombie, not satisfied with draining the blood of the entire village of people and livestock, had now drained Uncle Chen's blood as well.

I'm afraid it won't be long before it undergoes a transformation!
The elders who sacrificed themselves to cover her and Yang Ren's escape were originally highly skilled individuals from the corpse-driving lineage.

But in the hands of such zombies, they are like clay dolls, easily torn to shreds!

A chill ran through me. How long could I possibly last against a zombie on the verge of transformation?

"Brother Ren, you must escape! You must find reinforcements to save everyone!"

Liu Yanyan gritted her teeth, her pretty face filled with a moving determination.

She took out a peach wood sword and put her other hand into her bosom.

Inside was a handful of glutinous rice with incense ash, which her mother had specially given her before deciding to let them break through.

Liu Yanyan took a deep breath, looking at Chen Si, who lay dead with his eyes wide open, his face gradually withering, and she felt waves of pain in her heart.

When she was a child, Uncle Chen would always prepare her favorite candy for her when she came to Chenjia Village. Brother Chen Jie was also much warmer than Brother Ren, always carrying her up to play in the trees.

But now Chen Jie is nowhere to be found, and Chen Si has died tragically before her eyes. She can only watch helplessly as Uncle Chen Si is drained of his blood. She even hopes that the vampire can suck a few more mouthfuls, so that the vampire will find her later, Yang Ren will have more time to escape, and everyone will have a better chance of being saved.

'Uncle Chen, I'm sorry, I shouldn't have had that thought, but I will come to be with you.'

Liu Yanyan tightly clutched the glutinous rice and incense ash in her arms.

"Ah~~"

Chen Si turned into a dried-up corpse, and the vampire let out a satisfied groan, it seemed that the blood of the alien was very much to its liking.

Throwing away the mummified corpse, the vampire quickly locked onto Liu Yanyan's location. A hint of doubt seemed to flash in its withered eyes. With a leap of its two legs, the seven or eight-meter distance was covered in an instant. Liu Yanyan's pupils shrank sharply, and she instantly scattered incense ash and glutinous rice!

Incense ash is used for worshipping gods.

Glutinous rice is an extremely yang food.

When the two are combined, even zombies will suffer considerable damage!

This handful of incense ash and glutinous rice was her greatest source of confidence, but she never expected to encounter such a terrifying, blood-sucking zombie in Chenjia Village.

As incense ash and glutinous rice were sprinkled out, the vampire remained motionless. Liu Yanyan's heart pounded: 'How long can we hold it off? Ten minutes? Three minutes? One minute?'

'Crackling sound~~'

A popping sound rang out, and many small holes appeared in the vampire's clothes on its chest.

'Roar! '

Instead, it truly enraged it, and pounced on Liu Yanyan without hesitation.

'What kind of monster is this?!'

Liu Yanyan's mind went blank. She knew that even incense ash and glutinous rice would be much less effective against such a vampire.

I never expected that I would only hear a few sounds!
A fierce wind rushed towards her face. Liu Yanyan closed her eyes, her eyelashes trembling incessantly, and she gripped the peach wood sword tightly.

The speed difference between them was too great, there was no chance to dodge. They could only hope that they could buy themselves a last-ditch effort before they died, even if it was just for a second.

"You wicked beast, how dare you commit such a heinous crime!" (End of Chapter)