The world is like a prison, my body is holy

The sky was overcast, and the north wind howled.

Wang Wen, clad in armor and holding a silver spear upside down, rode a black Qilin, with Ao Qing and Bai Zimo following him on either side, each emanating a cloud of demonic energy, as they traveled south of the Yangtze River.

As the mountains passed by, a black line on the horizon quickly transformed into a lifeless lake, entering the view of the one person and two demons.

Wang Wen drew his sword across his eyes, opened his Dharma Eye, and gazed at the great lake. He saw that the demonic and ghostly auras, as intense and fiery as a raging wildfire, enveloped the entire lake. At the center, a thick and long cyan-black corpse aura, like a towering tree, arrogantly stretched between heaven and earth, exuding a terrifying power!
The two demons, Ao Qing and Bai Zimo, stared at the dark blue-green corpse aura. Their vertical pupils suddenly shrank to slits, and they kept flicking their tongues in fear.

"You damned devil!"

Wang Wen praised, and then without hesitation, he formed a thunder incantation, using the powerful Crimson Palace Thunder within his body as a guide, and chanted in a high-pitched, rhythmic voice: "Heavenly thunder rumbles, earthly thunder roars, water thunder surges, fire thunder blazes, wind thunder roars. Five thunders, heed my command, swiftly descend, true spirit..."

In an instant, a strong wind arose, dark clouds swirled, and thunder roared.

Wang Wen's long hair danced wildly, and he pointed his silver spear at the sky, then slammed it heavily into the lake where the dark blue corpse energy was located: "Nine Heavens Responding to the Origin of Thunder, Universal Transformation Heavenly Venerable, Slay the Demon!"

As soon as he finished speaking, hundreds of lightning bolts shot out from the swirling dark clouds, bombarding the thick, bluish-black corpse energy in a saturation-like frenzy. In the blink of an eye, they swept away all the demonic and monster auras that enveloped the entire lake.

Amidst the thunderous roar, countless terrified screams rose up, and large swaths of murky silt surged up on the lake's surface, making it look as if a fine piece of light blue silk had been patched with ugly, yellowish-brown tacks...

"Wang Erhu!"

As an angry, suppressed roar subsided and thunderous sounds rose into the sky, a ferocious black-haired water ape with protruding fangs burst out of the water. Bathed in lightning and electric snakes, it grew longer in the wind, transforming into a mighty behemoth several dozen feet tall in the blink of an eye.

If it weren't for the large gashes on its body that were still gushing out black blood, disrupting its overall imposing presence, its appearance would certainly be even more terrifying...

It stared at Wang Wen with its scarlet eyes, roaring furiously, spittle flying everywhere, "What exactly do you want to do? Do you really want to fight the Ancestor to the death?"

"hiss……"

Before Wang Wen could reply, the two snakes behind him were so frightened by the overwhelming demonic power of the green mountain that they revealed their true forms, desperately flicking their tongues as if suffocating.

Bai Zimo's true form was a white snake, two zhang long and as thick as an adult's thigh. Terrified, it frantically thrashed its tail, turning its head in shock to look at Ao Qing: 'Are you sure you want to fight this thing one-on-one?'

Ao Qing curled her lush, verdant body into a ball of excrement, desperately shrinking her horned head: 'I didn't, I didn't, don't talk nonsense!'

Wang Wen pretended not to see the two shameless bastards and sneered at Qing, "You've grown bold, daring to confront this general head-on?"

Qing roared in agitation and rage, "Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground. The ancestor is unwilling to stoop to your level. Don't push your luck!"

Wang Wen mocked wildly: "Killing someone is just a matter of a head falling to the ground, what does it have to do with a dead man like you? Oh wait, looking at your ugly appearance, you weren't even human when you were alive, were you?"

Qing: "You bastard!"

Wang Wen: "Insolence!"

Qing: "Wang Erhu, don't think that the ancestor is really afraid of you. The ancestor doesn't believe that you can summon a second Purple Heaven Divine Thunder!"

Wang Wen: "Come on, let's settle this today with a fight to the death. Whoever runs away is a son of a bitch!"

Enraged, he urged Hei Erniu to charge forward with his gun.

Seeing this, Qing hurriedly retreated, still maintaining a relatively safe distance from Wang Wen.

Wang Wen "helplessly" reined in Hei Erniu, and cursed contemptuously, "If you don't dare to make a move, what the hell are you talking about?"

The creature, Qing, was driven to a frenzy by his insults, its eyes practically spitting fire, yet it dared not retaliate, fearing that Wang Wenzhen would pounce on it and fight it to the death. It had witnessed firsthand just how ruthless this fellow was.

Ultimately, it still dared not gamble, because the gambling king Wen couldn't summon a second Purple Heaven Divine Thunder.

In fact, after returning to Taihu from Jiangxi, it reviewed the battle at the Ma family's old house many times and once concluded that Wang Wen's chasing it all over the place was just a bluff.

Otherwise, Wang Wen would have no reason not to take advantage of its illness and kill it...

But now, looking at Wang Wen's confident and fearless demeanor, it wavered again.

After all, admitting defeat is just losing face a little.

But if you lose the bet, you'll lose your life.

It's a zombie, what right does it have to save face?

Wang Wen came today precisely to dispel this fellow's scheming thoughts.

He was certain that once Qing escaped back to Taihu Lake, it would suspect that his subsequent pursuit of it was merely a bluff.

After all, he did have an opportunity to make a move during the pursuit of Qing later on...

With this in mind, when he saw the monster from Taihu Lake causing trouble in Huainan Road, it undoubtedly became a test from Qing.

If he ignores it, wouldn't he be showing his cowardice?
Therefore, he had to strike hard and nip Qing's restless thoughts in the bud, preventing the fellow from recovering from his injuries and going to Huainan to seek revenge.

Although if given more time, he might be able to summon the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder again.

However, it is clearly not a wise move to put the battlefield on one's own territory... With Qing's terrifying strength, he could turn a prefecture into a dead zone in the time it takes to drink a cup of tea!
Besides, he also harbored the idea of ​​intensifying the training of Ao Qing and Bai Zimo.

When it comes to disciplining subordinates, you have to use both kindness and severity, giving them a slap followed by a sweet treat.

These two snakes are currently quite obedient and diligent, so he can't really nitpick.

Let's make an example of them!

With the example of the old diver Qing, these two snakes will surely be more honest and diligent.

……

"Stop backing out, get over here!"

Wang Wen's heart was pounding, but his expression and words became increasingly arrogant: "This general has something to ask you!"

Upon hearing this, Qing's face remained fierce and angry, as if he wished he could devour a hundred or eighty people to vent his hatred. However, the string in his heart tightened instantly, and he said angrily, "You call me over and I'll go? Don't I have any face?"

What was the point of going back then? Was it so you could strike down the ancestor with the Purple Heaven Divine Thunder?
Wang Wen sensed its outward bravado but inward weakness, secretly amused, but outwardly maintained a straight face and looked it up and down with displeasure: "If you don't want to come over, then speak to me in a different manner. I don't like people looking up at me!"

Qing: "You said you'd turn into a human..."

Wang Wen, expressionless, flipped his hand and lit three sticks of incense.

Qing: "It's better to become human. The ancestor isn't used to looking down at people."

Before he finished speaking, his enormous, ferocious body rapidly shrank, transforming back into his handsome, almost transvestite appearance. He stood a hundred feet away, gazing at Wang Wen with a wary look in his eyes.

Wang Wen placed three sticks of incense into the gaps in the scales on the head of the Black Ox, then pointed to the large fish basking in the sun with their white bellies up on the surface of the lake and asked, "I ask you, are you aware of the trouble your demons and monsters have caused in my Huainan region?"

Qing asked in surprise, "Is this really true? This is the first time I've heard of it, Ancestor."

Wang Wen sneered, staring at it with hostility: "Don't try to fool me. Now that I'm here, do you think you can just dismiss me with a simple 'I don't know'?"

Qing immediately replied, "But the Ancestor is truly unaware of this matter. The Ancestor has been in seclusion for cultivation these days, how could he have the time to concern himself with such trivial matters?"

Wang Wen's mockery deepened: "That's not important. Anyway, it's a fact that your demons and monsters have crossed the border into my Huainan region to cause trouble. Now that I'm here, you must give me a satisfactory answer. If you can't, then we'll settle this with our men!"

Qingxin opened her mouth, her lips parting to her ears, revealing a set of messy, blackened fangs: "What do you intend to do?"

"Grass mud horse!"

Wang Wen suddenly yanked the reins, brandishing his spear and charging forward like a streak of fire: "You think I'm giving you face?"

Seeing Wang Wen charging towards him menacingly, Qing instinctively turned and tried to flee.

But when he thought about the countless subordinates watching from the sidelines, and how he couldn't bear to lose face, he had no choice but to bite the bullet and fight Wang Wen.

As the raging fire swept towards Qing, it suddenly unleashed a sky full of thunderous spear shadows.

With a furious roar, Qing's hands transformed into sharp claws, clashing head-on with the thunderous spear shadows in the sky. The pure corpse collided with the violent crimson palace thunder, constantly erupting with the sizzling sound of oil frying.

Wang Wencun harbored murderous intent, and used all his skills. The force of his spear was faster and heavier with each strike. The surging residual force landed on the lake surface, creating waves as high as seven or eight stories, and ruthlessly reaping the little demons and ghosts that had escaped from the water.

As the spiritual energy revival process has progressed to this point, a large number of outstanding fourth-order demons and fierce ghosts have emerged in various parts of the Great Zhou Dynasty, and there are also quite a few fifth-order demon kings and ghost kings who are at the forefront of the times.

However, looking at the entire Great Zhou Dynasty, the main demons and monsters in the cultivation world at present are still second- and third-tier demon soldiers, wronged souls, demon generals, and evil spirits.

With Wang Wen's combat power being the strongest below the sixth-order human immortal, combined with the fifth-order thunder magic that can overcome all demons and monsters, harvesting these little demons and ghosts is just like mowing grass; they die as soon as they touch them or are knocked down!
As for the realm of Qing...

It previously called itself a wandering corpse, capable of reaching the heavens above and descending into the netherworld below. Immortals bowed to it, and ghosts and gods made obeisance. This may have contained some boasting, but not much.

In other words, it is at least a genuine sixth-order level, namely the top-level demon of the Xuanmen Grand Celestial Master, Ghost Immortal, Demon Immortal, and Martial Dao Celestial!
This guy is also the first sixth-level great demon to show his face since the spiritual energy revival began!

Of all the people, demons, and ghosts Wang Wen had ever seen, only Zhang Yong, the martial arts master and peerless sword immortal he had once glimpsed atop Mount Huangshan, could rival him.

If it weren't for the fact that zombies are an anomaly, putting all their points into their physique, resulting in limited and monotonous spells, Wang Wen would not have been a match for them in three rounds!

However, this doesn't mean that zombies, as an anomaly, are weak...

On the contrary, a zombie, an anomaly, reaching the level of Qing is extremely powerful!
It should be noted that Wang Wen is following the path of a hexagonal warrior. Apart from his martial arts realm still being at the peak of the Innate Realm, which is comparable to the Great Perfection of the Fourth Order, his primordial spirit, physique, and magic are all genuinely at the Great Perfection of the Fifth Order!

If a real ghost or demon immortal were to come, he might be able to fight him to a standstill.

But when it came to Qing, he was only qualified to perform scraping and cupping on her...

This demonstrates just how powerful zombies become in the later stages of the game!
……

Wang Wen was certain that Qing wouldn't dare to fight him to the death, so he recklessly unleashed the energy within his body, releasing seventy percent of his enormous power in a very short time.

The flying spear energy, thunder, and flames rained down on Qing as if they were free, creating an overwhelming spectacle reminiscent of a clumsy League of Legends player charging into a team fight and unleashing all their skills without regard for friend or foe, or direction—the ultimate Iron-rank player.

Qing, who was restrained and unable to fight back, was bombarded by him and forced to retreat repeatedly.

"One more move from me!"

In the heat of the moment, Wang Wen unleashed all the energy within him at once, merging several distinct types of energy into a single shot: "Between two points, the shortest distance is a straight line!"

Before he could finish speaking, he leaped off the black Qilin, becoming one with the spear, transforming into a streak of purplish-red light that was too fast for the naked eye to see, and shot toward Qing with lightning speed.

fast!
too fast!
Even with Qing's sharp eyesight, she couldn't catch a glimpse of his figure and could only subconsciously cross her arms, trying to cover the wound on her chest.

Just as it raised its arms, a streak of purplish-red light shot towards it, transforming into a silver spear that was as tall as eighteen feet. The ordinary-looking middle-level spear pierced the wound in its chest before its arms could cross, and without any suspense, it pierced right through it!
Time and space seemed to freeze at this moment!
Wang Wen, now revealed, was breathing heavily. Crackling sounds echoed from his powerful body, like a piece of shattered porcelain.

Even with his incredibly strong physical body, he couldn't withstand the terrifying acceleration of that attack!

He recalled the fleeting moment when everything in the world seemed to blur, leaving only a line and a dot before his eyes, a scene as if he had ascended to a higher dimension. Overjoyed, he repeatedly shouted, "Grandpa did it! Grandpa did it!"
He even had the illusion that he could pierce through the wound, even if it wasn't bruised!

Qing stared blankly at his chest, then looked up at Wang Wen opposite him. At the same time, he was filled with extreme fear and terror, but also suddenly felt a surge of rage and a killing intent that could overwhelm his mind!
It was truly terrified...

So it was truly enraged!

At the critical moment, Wang Wen indeed let go, abandoning the steel spear and retreating, rapidly chanting, "Heavenly spirits, earthly spirits, may the Great Lord of Heaven display his might..."

green:???

It heard it.

Every word and phrase could be heard clearly.

The raging anger was extinguished in an instant.

His mind, which had been overwhelmed by murderous intent, suddenly cleared up.

The entire corpse was in complete disarray!
Do you have any shame at all? (End of Chapter)