Under One Person, Golden Light Transforms into God

"You beast! That's not how you use zombies!"

The eyes of the people battling the horde of zombies turned bloodshot instantly.

The sect leaders and family heads around Lin Zheng, who were wary of the White Zombie Elder, were also filled with rage.

A hot-tempered patriarch, no longer caring about concealing his strength, roared, "You damn white zombie old man, I'll show you how to use a zombie!"

From the room where he lived in the rear of the clan's territory, a zombie immediately shot out.

Filled with grief and indignation, he bit his tongue hard, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Temporarily helping their own zombie resist the direct sunlight, the man and his zombie fiercely attacked one of the four zombies.

The heads of other branches were also greatly shocked.

You must know that the lifeblood of the corpse-driving lineage lies in the corpses they refine!
A single zombie is already the culmination of the corpse-driving lineage, determining the rise and fall of a branch.

The old man with the white zombie has many zombies; it's just that he's inferior to them and is merely envious.

Although a great enmity has been formed, it is only because of our weak strength. We can take revenge once reinforcements arrive.

But the old man with the white zombie's 'outrageous' behavior really enraged them all!

Looking at the crowd filled with grief and anger, Lin Zheng felt a little amused, but then he realized that it wasn't entirely incomprehensible.

This is like someone who's still agonizing over whether to buy a one-yuan or five-mao steamed bun, while the other person is feeding a king crab worth thousands of yuan to their dog!
Thinking about it this way, Lin Zheng felt his temples throbbing wildly!
Fuck!
What a beast!

The sect leaders, in groups of three or four, used all their methods in a frenzied manner to resist the zombies that had been drawn into a berserk state by the Yin energy.

Ma Youcai, wary of his surroundings, lowered his voice and said, "Master, if this continues, we can still win, but the price we pay will be higher."

Lin Zheng nodded.

Even someone with talent can see through the difference in skill level; has Bai Jiang really lost his mind this time?

Keep in mind that if they survived this attack, the walking corpses and most of the zombies under the White Zombie Elder's command would be rendered useless.

Even with one white zombie and a few remaining zombies, it would be difficult for them to fight the survivors head-on.

Lin Zheng frowned in thought. How could Bai Jiang be delirious?

His uncle was notoriously treacherous and vicious.

They were playing it safe and steady, and the outcome was still uncertain. So what's the difference between their actions today and digging their own grave?

While they were pondering this, more than half of the zombie horde had already been killed, and their side had also suffered more than a dozen casualties.

Of the four berserk zombies, one has already fallen. Faced with the equally berserk clan leaders and sect masters, it's only a matter of time before the other three fall as well.

At this moment, a white shadow suddenly leaped forward, attacking the hot-tempered patriarch. The patriarch was terrified, rolled on the spot to dodge the attack, and drove his zombies to pounce on the white eagle.

The white shadow stretched out and plunged into the chest of the lunging zombie, tearing it in two with a ripping sound.

The battlefield fell silent as the old man with the white zombies allowed them to enter!

Lin Zheng picked up the peach wood sword, bit his middle finger until it bled, and Ma Youcai beside him grabbed his sleeve: "Master, you are no longer in a fighting condition. Leave it to the elders!"

Lin Zheng pulled his sleeve back, his gaze deep and unsettling.

The old man with the white zombie wasn't crazy enough to activate the yin energy within the white zombie's body. Thus, weakened by both sunlight and the Yin-gathering array, the white zombie couldn't even freely use the shrinking-the-ground spell.

Even so, this is a white zombie, a corpse demon that only exists in legends and records!

If he hadn't intervened, even if he had managed to kill the white zombie, who knows how many of the corpse-driving clan members present would have survived.

Lin Zheng didn't hesitate for long, raising his sword and pointing it directly at the white zombie, but suddenly he had a bad feeling.

The old man with the white zombie has revealed all his trump cards this time. Is it just to kill a few people?

Dozens of people have indeed been injured or killed, but so what?
From a purely rational perspective, sacrificing over a hundred walking corpses and four zombies for this is a deal that would leave you penniless!

……

In the center of the Liu family estate, there is a quiet room underground.

Surrounded by three members of the Liu family, Liu Ping once again manipulated the formation.

The Yin Gathering Array can strip corpses of their Yin energy. Once inside its range, all corpses, whether walking zombies, zombies, or white zombies, will be weakened to varying degrees.

That's why the group wasn't wiped out by the White Zombie Elder, and that's why they thought of Liu Yanyan and Yang Ren bringing support.

The reason why this formation is so magical lies in this underground secret chamber, or rather, the key point of the Yin-gathering formation in the secret chamber!
It was a thumb-sized, light black stone, which was now suspended in the air, spinning around and absorbing all the yin energy within its range.

More than a hundred walking corpses and four zombies were all drawn into the Yin energy. The Yin energy today is probably the most concentrated it has ever been since the Liu family established the Yin Gathering Array.

A strange scene unfolded at the center of the pale black stone.

It resembled a drop of black water that had condensed, gently rippling.

Liu Ping, who was controlling the formation, naturally noticed this change immediately, but he was completely confused and did not understand what it meant.

When the previous patriarch handed over the authority over the formation to him, he never mentioned that these changes would occur.

Liu Ping was baffled.

It was rather slow to realize.

The Yin Gathering Formation seems to be even more effective now!
Overjoyed, he stopped thinking about it and focused all his energy on controlling the Yin Gathering Formation, since it was a positive change.

He was overjoyed, and his voice became much lighter as he instructed the Liu family member beside him: "Xiufu, you and Xiuwen go out and see how the battle is going."

no response.

Liu Ping was annoyed. Did they not even dare to take a look at the battle situation?

When will the Liu family's courage...?

Suddenly, I realized that the underground chamber was eerily quiet and eerily cold.

He suddenly turned around, and a chill surged from the soles of his feet straight up to the top of his head!
The three members of the Liu family had turned into three desiccated corpses at some unknown time!
He was skin and bones, with sunken eye sockets, and all his hair had fallen out.

Liu Ping's eyes widened, his soul trembling. When! When was this?!
'Click~~'

Like the earth cracked from dryness, the three mummies collapsed like sand dunes, turning into three puddles of dust that were visible to the naked eye.

Only the unchanging clothes tell the story of the owner's identity just moments before.

The pores on the back of Liu Ping's head are all open!
He strained his eyes to the limit and saw three thin, black hairs growing from the ground where the three people had stood when they were alive.

Just as he made his discovery, three hairs slowly approached.

'Black hair? Black hair! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! How could such a demonic zombie exist in this world!'

Liu Ping roared inwardly, activating the Yin Gathering Array with all his might.

He was horrified to discover that, due to absorbing too much Yin energy, he was unable to concentrate the power of the Yin Array at all, only managing to slow down the three strands of hair slightly.

Liu Ping was in despair. He knew that if it really was that kind of demonic zombie, even a hundred of him would not escape death!
At this time.

'Boom! '

A muffled thud came from the ground in the distance.

The three hairs quickly retracted into the ground and disappeared in the blink of an eye, as if they had never existed.

Liu Ping was still in shock, feeling as if it were all a dream. If it weren't for the three pieces of clothing covered in dust, he would likely have believed it without a doubt. His mind was a complete mess. What was going on?

what happened?
Impossible! What right does the White Zombie Elder have to control such a demonic zombie?
……

On the outside battlefield, Lin Zhengqiang, despite his severe injuries, joined several family heads in restraining the white zombies' offensive.

With the combined weakening effect of the Yin Gathering Formation and sunlight, the white zombies were far less ferocious than they were at night, and for a time, the two sides were evenly matched.

Every time Lin Zheng swung the peach wood sword, he felt a pain as if his body was falling apart, but a quick glance revealed that only one of the four berserk zombies remained, and more than a tenth of the hundred-plus walking corpses were gone.

The price we paid was not small, but the White Zombie Elder has completely lost the ability to devour the Corpse-Driving Clan.

Was what I did right or wrong?

For a moment, Lin Zheng felt relieved, yet also had some inexplicable lingering regret.

He quickly swept away his distracting thoughts. No matter what, the corpse-driving lineage could decline, but it must never disappear!
"Senior Brother Lin Zheng, I'm here to help you!"

"Senior Brother Lin Zheng, leave this white zombie behind!"

"kill!"

With victory secured, more and more people are taking time out of their busy schedules to join the fight against the white zombies, but a hint of caution lingers on everyone's face.

This white zombie is the legendary Corpse Demon!
If Lin Zheng still possessed the Corpse-Suppressing Compass of the Corpse-Driving lineage, he might be able to kill it.

But now, not to mention the compass, Lin Zheng himself is seriously injured, and the White Zombie Old Man is extremely cunning and hasn't shown his face at all.

Now everyone understands that it's practically impossible to keep this white zombie alive!
However, the White Zombie Elder's horde was wiped out, and the number of zombies was also greatly reduced, losing the ability to wipe out an entire lineage by himself.

In this battle, the corpse-driving sect ultimately won with great difficulty.

A sudden change occurred!

'Roar! ! ! ’

The white zombie roared wildly, and a hint of struggle flickered in its dry eyes.

Seeing this, the people who were besieging the group felt a strange sensation, which quickly turned into astonishment, and then, in an instant, their hearts were shaken!
Suddenly, someone let out a strange cry: "The White Zombie Old Man! He's really gone mad!!!"

The original Yin energy of the white zombie has been stirred!

This means that the old man with the white zombie body has abandoned this white zombie!
It was treated as a disposable consumable!

For a moment, everyone forgot about attacking the white zombie, and also forgot what the white zombie's rampage would bring.

Everyone was gripped by a feeling of disbelief!
How bizarre!

This is a white zombie!

The Corpse Demon, existing only in legends!
If it weren't for the old man with the white zombie, but any other person from the corpse-driving lineage, unifying the corpse-driving lineage would be an easy task!
Lin Zheng also felt his vision going black. He couldn't believe it even if you beat him to death that the White Zombie Old Man had given up a White Zombie!
what is this?
This white zombie is not only the life's work of the White Zombie Elder, but also the foundation upon which he stands in the world of supernatural beings!
Even his name is closely related to the white zombie.

What is the cause of the white phytotoxicity in elderly people?
elder!?
Lin Zheng couldn't believe it!

'Roar! '

The white zombie's spirituality was clearly unable to stop the decision from its master. Its primordial yin energy was stirred, and in an instant, a dense yin energy shot straight into the sky!

Even the sunlight in the sky was dimmed considerably by this yin energy!

The surrounding attackers finally realized what was happening, and they were all terrified, their legs trembling.

No one can stop a rampaging white zombie!

nobody!
There seemed to be a trace of pain in Bai Jiang's withered eyes as he stared intently at Lin Zheng.

"Senior Brother Lin Zheng!"

"do not want!"

"Master!"

The people around them let out distorted screams!
Lin Zheng had no time to react; the ten sharp claws of the raging white zombie had already pierced through his chest.

A moment of disorientation washed over him. 'Master, I am utterly incompetent; I have lost such a priceless treasure as the Corpse-Suppressing Compass.'

He carried a sense of loss, but had lost all will to live. Instead, he bravely faced the white zombie's sharp armor, determined to make...

Lin Zheng missed his target.

'Boom! '

A muffled thud vibrated my eardrums.

Lin Zheng's eyes widened as he saw a young man appear behind the white-faced zombie.

The youth's appearance was beyond handsome; it possessed an almost flawless, inhuman beauty.

Although there was no trace of Qi emanating from him, no one would think he was an ordinary person.

Lin Zheng was stunned, because he did not know how the young man appeared. He seemed to have been standing there since time immemorial, and he did not know when he would disappear, as if he were part of the will of heaven.

The white-haired zombie's hair stood on end. Forgetting about killing Lin Zheng, it quickly dodged to the side.

Even though it had its primordial yin energy stirred up and would eventually turn into an ordinary corpse, its faint spirituality dared not face this man.

Lin Zheng blinked: "You, you are, you are Master Huai Dan!?"

The surroundings were deathly silent. The surviving members of the corpse-driving lineage all stared wide-eyed at the young man in the arena, their eyes wide with disbelief.

Huai Dan Zhenren?
He is Zhang Huaidan!
Many people felt it was a dream, a fantasy. Although the face was so similar, how could Zhang Huaidan have come to such a poor and desolate place?

Zhang Huaidan replied, "That's me."

Everyone felt it was becoming more and more dreamlike and unreal, until hurried footsteps broke the silence, and it was the arrival of the three people, including Hei Guan'er, Liu Yanyan, and another person.

Yang Ren stepped forward, eager to take credit: "Don't panic, everyone, let's invite Master Huai Dan..."

Before he could finish speaking, Zhang Huaidan had already started walking, slowly making his way towards the raging white zombie.

Everyone stared in stunned silence.

Lin Zheng was still reeling from the shock when another strange thought suddenly popped into his head.

Ever since Zhang Huaidan appeared, how come the violent white zombies have been so quiet?

Why is it stopping?
If it doesn't move at all, isn't that a turtle?
Yang Ren's eyes flickered. He was unaware that the white zombie had gone berserk, but just glancing at that head of white fur made him feel uneasy.

This is not the white zombie in Chenjia Village that barely transformed after exhausting its blood essence, but a fully evolved white zombie!

No matter how powerful Zhang Huaidan is, he couldn't possibly kill him so easily!

'Squeak~~'

As Zhang Huaidan drew closer, the white zombie let out a strange cry, like a monkey, but... it ran away!

To everyone's astonishment, the rampaging white zombie ran away!
Lin Zheng's eyes almost popped out. No, the white zombie's original Yin energy had already been stirred. Even if it escaped, how long could it live?
Zhang Huaidan was speechless; it could be said that all things have a spirit.

His movements were even faster than the white zombie's, and he unleashed a light, effortless palm strike!
Like a gentle breeze, the raging white zombie let out a miserable cry, just like a monkey shot by an arrow, and fell to the ground, completely motionless.

Under the sunlight, the yin energy within the white zombie's body vanished.

In the blink of an eye, it turned into a pool of foul-smelling blood. (End of Chapter)