You, a living person, are telling me I've served in the underworld for ten years?

Did he turn himself into a zombie to prolong his life?

That's ruthless!
Chen Yang did not rush to make a move. Instead, he hid in the sky. His divine soul power fluctuated, distorting the light and concealing his aura. Even though he was only a hundred meters away from Wei Rufeng's zombie, he would not be detected.

However, a few doubts arose in my heart.

The zombie claimed that he had transformed himself into a zombie. How then do we explain the chains that locked the stone coffin in the tomb, the stone coffin itself, and even the Taoist patterns carved on the nails of the coffin?
Surely he couldn't have suppressed himself?
And that skeleton...

Who is it again?

In the blink of an eye, Wei Rufeng and the zombie below had already exchanged dozens of blows.

Although Wei Rufeng's strength reached the level of Ghost King after being "conferred" by imperial decree, he was a martial artist in life and had only been dead for a short time, so his use of his own power and methods was still very immature.

That zombie was no weaker than Wei Rufeng, and was even slightly stronger.

However, its use of its own power and "corpse poison aura" is also very immature... Clearly, as it said, it has just awakened and is not yet proficient in its own power.

Even so, their confrontation caused a huge commotion.

Wei Rufeng channeled his Yin energy, transforming it into a giant hand that slammed down, leaving a massive handprint on the mountaintop.

The zombie was surrounded by toxic corpses and malevolent energy. Wherever it passed, the vegetation withered and died. It was then swept away by the yin energy and toxic corpses and malevolent energy, turning into ashes. The small animals on the mountain, such as rats, rabbits, quails, pheasants and snakes, were startled and scattered in all directions!
They hadn't run far before they were enveloped by the corpse poison and evil aura!
To know……

The zombie's venomous aura caused the seven villagers who entered the village together to turn into zombies upon contact, let alone a group of small animals.

The small animals shrouded in the corpse poison and evil aura first stiffened and fell to the ground, their breath ceasing in an instant. But they quickly opened their eyes and jumped up from the ground. Their eyes had turned into an eerie black, and their claws and teeth had become even sharper!

"not good!"

Chen Yang was shocked: "This zombie is just as bad as Wei Rufeng. One is a ghost and the other is a zombie. Even if they fight for months, they may not be able to kill each other... If they keep fighting, the corpse poison and evil aura will spread, and I don't know how many animals in this mountain will turn into zombies!"

Don't underestimate these "zombie-like" small animals.

They are more difficult to guard against than "zombie" humans. Once they spread the "zombie virus", it will likely cause a disaster very quickly. There is a disaster movie abroad where a zombie virus caused by a deer eventually swept through the entire city.

Now that things have come to this, how could Chen Yang dare to let it go unchecked?
With a thought, the Blood-Patterned Flying Sword transformed into a streak of blood and flew out, tearing through the sky with a "whoosh," weaving back and forth through the rolling corpse poison, evil energy, and yin energy, instantly killing those "corpse-turned" little animals!

The zombie was shocked and quickly retreated. When it saw clearly what the "blood line" was, its expression changed and it said in a deep voice, "Blood-patterned flying sword, Yin spirit manipulating objects... Which Taoist True Lord has graced us with his presence? Please show yourself!"

Taoist flying swords can only be cultivated by reaching the "object-controlling" realm of spiritual cultivation.

Wei Rufeng naturally recognized the "Blood Pattern Flying Sword" and quickly bowed his head, saying, "Commander Chen... I am incompetent, please punish me."

Chen Yang emerged from the void.

With a thought, the blood-patterned flying sword flew back and hovered above his head.

A gentle breeze blew around him, and the air currents swirled as he walked step by step from the horizon, as if treading on an empty staircase.

"You've done a great job finding it, so how can you say you're incompetent?"

Chen Yang landed, and the aura around him dissipated. He said, "I was so busy bestowing the title upon you that I forgot to teach you the magic of the Underworld... Once you have mastered the magic of the Underworld, you will be able to subdue this zombie in no time."

The zombie's heart pounded as it overheard Wei Rufeng and Chen Yang's conversation!
Chen Shuai?

Imperial conferment?

Yin magic?

Could this handsome young man not be a Taoist master, but rather... a master of the underworld?

Hey!
I, Daoist, am so unlucky. Back then, I had achieved great success in my cultivation and wanted to break through to the "Ghost Immortal Realm" in one go, but the world changed drastically, the spiritual energy in the human world dissipated, and the Great Dao fell silent.

Although he withstood the backlash from the Great Dao, his physical body was severely damaged, which is why he ended up in his current state.

Who would have thought that upon waking up, he would encounter a ghostly official from the underworld... and a legendary underworld general!
He looked at Chen Yang warily, his body churning with corpse poison and malevolent energy, and said in a deep voice, "So what if you are a Yin General? I am a zombie, born from the resentment and filth of heaven and earth, immortal and indestructible, outside the six realms of existence, not subject to reincarnation. Your underworld has no right to interfere with me!"

"Be bold!"

Wei Rufeng shouted, "You beast, how dare you spout nonsense? If you don't surrender now..."

Before he could finish speaking, Chen Yang waved his hand to stop him.

Chen Yang was quite interested in the zombie. He looked it up and down and chuckled, "You really think that just because you've become a zombie, nobody in heaven or on earth can control you?"

Zombie: "The underworld has its own laws. I have never harmed anyone. Do you intend to transgress the laws of the underworld to deal with me?"

"The laws of the underworld?"

Chen Yang chuckled: "Since you're going to use the laws of the underworld to suppress me... then I'll give you a proper lesson on the laws of the underworld today!"

"After a person dies, their soul must enter the underworld to be judged. In order to prolong your life, you have turned yourself into a zombie, which violates the order of Yin and Yang. Based on this alone, I can suppress you!"

Zombie: "..."

Chen Yang: "You keep saying that you have never harmed anyone, but some people have turned into zombies because of your corpse poison and evil aura. If they go around hurting people and spreading the corpse poison, it will spread from one to ten, from ten to a hundred. Have you thought about what the final consequences will be?"

"........."

The zombie was stunned, muttering, "This...this...how could this be? I have never intended to harm anyone. I became like this only to continue living!"

Chen Yang made a grabbing motion in the air, and the corpses of animals that had turned into zombies flew over and piled up in front of the zombie.

Mice, hares, snakes, quails, pheasants...

Dozens of small animals have all perished under Chen Yang's "Blood Pattern Flying Sword"!
"You say you have no intention of harming anyone, but what about these things?"

"These small animals have already turned into zombies. If I hadn't intervened, they would have spread your zombie virus to many other small animals, and those animals would eventually spread the zombie virus to humans, which would inevitably lead to a disaster in the future!"

"How...how could this happen!"

"How could this be?"

The zombie's Dao heart seemed to be collapsing. He hysterically cried out, "I just want to live! Why is this happening? Do I mean that after all my hard work in cultivation, I can't even control my own life and death?"

His emotions were somewhat out of control, his eyes were gradually filled with blood light, and the corpse poison and evil energy that had just been contained erupted again, surging around his body like a thick fog!

Roar!
He roared, "No, my life and death are in my own hands! I am a zombie, no longer in the Three Realms, immortal and indestructible! Even a great immortal cannot stop me!"

He leaped into the air, ready to escape!

"Humph!"

Chen Yang snorted coldly and slapped down with his hand!

boom!
A terrifying aura of yin energy, like black smoke, erupted from his body, instantly transforming into a massive, pitch-black hand that crashed down! Bang!
The leaping zombie was slapped down from mid-air by the dark, sinister hand and forcefully slammed into the mountain. With a loud bang, the mountain shook, the slope cracked and shifted, and dust flew everywhere!

When the dust settled, a handprint a hundred meters in size appeared on the ground.

This is a typical Loess Plateau landscape, with all the mountains being earthen hills. The hundred-meter-long palm print was slapped into the mountain four or five meters deep, and in the very center of the palm print was a zombie lying in a starfish position.

The zombie possessed immense strength, an indestructible body, and an abnormal self-healing ability. That zombie was considered the "King of Zombies," yet Chen Yang shattered its limbs with a single, seemingly effortless palm strike.

Most importantly, Chen Yang's cultivation was too powerful. His dense Yin energy even suppressed the zombie's evil aura and corpse poison, preventing it from healing itself!
At the same time, the slap also dispelled the bloodthirsty and mindless emotions it had just displayed. The zombie lay motionless in the pit, struggled a few times, and finally could only resign itself to its fate, howling, "Damn it... damn it!"

"I belong to a righteous and noble sect, why would I be so bewitched as to choose this method to prolong my life?"

"Are you emotionally stable?"

Chen Yang squatted down by the pit, took out a cigarette and lit it.

Then he lit another cigarette for Wei Rufeng and said while smoking, "If you've calmed down, how about we talk?"

The zombie stopped wailing and said hoarsely, "Speak, what do you want to know?"

Chen Yang said, "You keep saying you belong to a prestigious and righteous sect... I wonder which sect or school you belong to?"

The zombie fell silent.

Chen Yang: "What? Afraid of losing face for your sect if you say it out loud?"

"hehe!"

The zombie gave a wry smile and said, "My lineage has no more inheritance in the Great Xia Dynasty, so there's nothing to be ashamed of... To be honest, I cultivate the [Qingwei Yuanjiang Great Method], so I'm considered a disciple of the Qingwei Sect."

"Oh?"

A strange look flashed in Chen Yang's eyes.

This guy... is he practically my fellow disciple?
Wei Rufeng also glanced at Chen Yang discreetly.

Chen Yang then said, "Tell me... why did you choose to prolong your life in this way?"

The zombie sighed and began to recount its life story.

His surname is Huang, and his name is Huang Qiwa.

“My parents were farmers… no, they weren’t even farmers. Farmers had land, but my family could only be tenants for landlords. That was at the end of the Yuan Dynasty. The world was corrupt and evil, and there were years of drought, so people were suffering.”

"I was tied to a tree and beaten for stealing a piece of pancake from the landlord's house... I thought I was going to die that time, but then I met my master."

"My master is a slovenly old Taoist priest with mediocre cultivation. He has practiced for most of his life but has never been able to attain enlightenment..."

"I have only been cultivating for ten years, but my cultivation level has caught up with his. A year later, I successfully entered the Dao through thunder magic, and cultivated the Qingwei Thunder Magic, becoming a Daoist True Person."

Later, Huang Qiwa's master died.

He buried his master in the mountains as requested.

To escape the ravages of war, Huang Qiwa hid in the mountains to cultivate. His cultivation grew stronger and stronger, and he became a Taoist True Lord. He secluded himself for several years, wanting to merge with the Tao and ascend to immortality, but he was never able to take that step.

finally……

He decided to cultivate the Yin spirit and become a ghost immortal.

Before they could break through the barrier between life and death, the world changed drastically. In order to solve the suffering of the heretics of the turbid tide, Liu Bowen, the Grand Preceptor of the Ming Dynasty, joined forces with many masters and used his knowledge of feng shui to sever ninety-nine dragon veins in the human world!
On that day, the Great Dao of the Human Realm trembled, and countless experts suffered the backlash of the Great Dao, resulting in numerous deaths and injuries!

Huang Qiwa was no exception!
"I suffered a backlash from the Great Dao, my physical body was damaged, and my vitality withered day by day. I wanted to cultivate to heal my wounds, but I found that the spiritual energy in the human world had dissipated and the Great Dao had fallen silent, so I could no longer continue cultivating!"

"The Dharma-ending Age has arrived!"

The zombie lying in the deep pit of the handprint sighed and said, "I have not yet become a ghost immortal. Once my physical body dies, my soul will have no place to rest and will surely die. I do not want to become a ghost... In fact, under the circumstances at that time, it would have been difficult to survive even if I had become a ghost."

“Just half a step away… It was clearly just half a step away. Even if the end of the Dharma had come half a day later, I would have been able to break through the barrier between life and death and become a ghost immortal. I do not want to die like this. Suddenly I remembered that my master’s notes recorded a large tomb. In that tomb was a powerful zombie that my grandmaster had suppressed back then.”

The rest is history.

Huang Qiwa had a wicked idea.

Before his physical body died, he found the large tomb, and the spirit of the underworld possessed the zombie, transforming it into its current form.

Chen Yang: "So the remains in that tomb are yours?"

Zombie Huang Qiwa nodded.

Chen Yang continued, "I checked, and that stone coffin is being suppressed. You haven't broken the suppression formation, aren't you afraid that you'll become a zombie and won't be able to escape?"

The zombie Huang Qiwa said, "The suppression formation was set up by my grandmaster. It is recorded in the notes left by my master. I know all the formation patterns and Dao patterns. If I awaken, I can naturally break it from the inside."

It turned out to be the case.

Huang Qiwa had already realized his mistake. He said, "Lord Yin Shuai, is there... any hope for me?"

“Back then, the world underwent a great upheaval, which caused me to lose my Dao heart and thus do such a foolish thing… I only hope that my soul can leave this body and become a wandering ghost. Even if I am cast into the eighteenth level of hell, I will have no complaints. I only ask for a chance to be reincarnated.”

Chen Yang did not answer, but asked Huang Qiwa for his birth date and time.

He summoned the "Book of Life and Death" and the "Netherworld Soul-Suppressing Brush" to examine Huang Qiwa's past and present lives. When he saw the "lifespan" on them, he was taken aback.

"Huang Qiwa...is destined to live to 1800 years old and die peacefully!"

Chen Yang asked, "Huang Qiwa, how old were you when your physical body died?"

"46 is old."

Chen Yang: "..."

Even now, he is only over seven hundred years old, and his lifespan has not yet ended.

That's normal... There are quite a few people in the world who die unexpectedly before their lifespan is over, so why is Huang Qiwa's Book of Life marked as "a peaceful death"?

"Could it be that when the heretics invaded, Liu Bowen cut off the dragon vein to resist the turbid tide, and those who died as a result were not considered to have died a natural death... and their deaths were not recorded in the Book of Life and Death?"

like……

That makes sense!
After all, "heretical paths" do not belong to the Heavenly Dao of the Three Realms, while the Book of Life and Death evolved from the order of the Six Paths of Reincarnation. (End of Chapter)