Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

Liang Ting grinned when he heard Wugensheng say this:

"If the sect leader wants to play, then let's play!"

Before he could finish speaking, he was launched out like a cannonball.

The dark rope guns scattered into dozens of black shadows in mid-air, wrapping around Old Master Ren from all directions.

bang bang bang-

The old man was whipped so hard it sounded like a firecracker exploding, and the force of the blows had shattered the restaurant's facilities.

"Liang Ting actually managed to take on a yellow-eyed zombie head-on?"

Chu Sheng protected Ren Tingting and retreated to a corner, watching with a pounding heart.

He knew Liang was strong, but he didn't expect him to be this strong.

However, Old Master Ren was no simple man either. The more he was beaten, the more indomitable he became. He not only imitated a new rope gun, but also used strange black energy to corrode Liang Ting's offensive.

"interesting."

Wugensheng stroked his chin, his interest growing stronger. "Brother Liang, give it your all and let me see the limits of this thing."

"Alright!"

Liang Ting shouted loudly, and the rope spear suddenly contracted, reforming into three strands:

"Ink-like sinews and supple bones, three dragons twisting!"

The three dark red rope guns, like living dragons, intertwined in the air to form a death spiral, tearing the air apart with shrill screams wherever they passed.

Old Master Ren's expression changed slightly—

scoff!

A rope gun lashed out at his left shoulder, tearing off a piece of flesh covered in scales!

"grandfather……"

Ren Tingting, who was watching the commotion, was unaware that Old Master Ren was no longer human. Seeing him being beaten so badly, she tried to stop him.

"Don't go. He's become a zombie and now only wants to drink your blood to increase his power."

...

Just as the two were talking, Old Master Ren let out a painful roar, and black energy surged from his wound, which healed at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Healed?"

A fierce glint flashed in Liang Ting's eyes, and his attack intensified threefold:

"Then I'll beat you until you can't heal!"

Three dark red rope guns danced like a red storm, completely enveloping Old Master Ren.

"Roar! I'll kill you!"

Old Master Ren was forced to passively endure the beating, feeling utterly aggrieved.

It wasn't that he didn't want to fight back, but Liang Ting's rope gun was like a torrential rain of pear blossoms, and he was forced to retreat as soon as he tried to raise his head.

However, as the wounds multiplied, the Black Scales' original power was continuously depleted.

At this moment, Old Master Ren deeply regretted not learning some martial arts before he died.

"At this rate, we might really be worn down to death by Liang Ting..."

Liang Ting truly lived up to his reputation as the most wicked man of his time, suppressing Huang Yanmao so much that he couldn't even lift his head.

Chu Sheng was so excited watching this that he wanted to go up and applaud.

But he always felt that something was wrong.

Old Master Ren is not stupid; he couldn't possibly be on the defensive forever. He must have a backup plan.

Sure enough, just as Liang Ting was about to deliver the final blow to Old Master Ren, an unexpected change occurred!

The old man's yellow light suddenly sharpened, and he abruptly opened his arms, causing the remaining black energy around him to surge wildly back and condense on the black scale on his chest—

hum!

The black scales shone brightly, emitting a low hum!

"Be careful!"

Chu Sheng, who had been on guard, hurriedly offered a reminder, but it was too late.

An extremely sinister black aura shot out from the black scales on Old Master Ren's chest, pointing directly at Liang Ting's brow!

Liang Ting hadn't expected the zombie to have this trick up its sleeve. Unable to defend in time, he roared and his muscles bulged as he prepared to take the hit head-on.

"This light is weird!"

Wugensheng cursed, his figure flashing like a ghost to Liang Ting's side and front. He raised his right hand, his index and middle fingers joined together, a faint spiritual light flowing from his fingertips, and precisely pointed at the dark beam of light:

"Deconstructing the Divine Spirit!"

laugh--

The clear light collided with the dark beam of light. Although the black energy was greatly weakened and thinned, it still penetrated the finger force and continued to advance forward with undiminished momentum!

Bang!

With a muffled thud, Wugensheng slid back several meters with Liang Ting's massive, mountain-like body, carving two deep furrows in the ground.

Wugensheng's robe was torn at the chest, revealing a fist-sized wound with charred edges on his skin.

Even more strangely, the blood vessels around the wound faintly glowed with an ominous black aura.

"Cough cough..." Wugensheng coughed twice, looked down at his wound, his thick eyebrows furrowed, "Damn it, what the hell is this? It hurts and feels numb, and it's even drilling into the bone!"

In that brief moment of respite, a fierce glint flashed in Old Master Ren's eyes. He stopped pursuing Wugensheng and Liang Ting and suddenly retreated backward—

His target was none other than Chu Sheng, Ren Tingting's bodyguard, who was hiding in a corner, looking dazed!

"not good!"

Chu Sheng, who had been on guard, shouted sharply upon seeing this and unhesitatingly threw out the "Five Thunder Talisman" that he had been holding in his palm:

"Heaven and earth are boundless, the universe borrows its power, the Five Thunder Generals, the Fire Chariot General, the talisman arrives and proceeds, so be it! By imperial decree!"

Boom—!

The talisman exploded, transforming into a beam of blazing white lightning as thick as an arm, which struck Old Master Ren directly in the back!

Old Master Ren was still shaken by the lightning talisman. His forward momentum faltered, and he abruptly shifted to the left. The lightning grazed him and slammed into the ground, creating a crater and sending sparks flying.

Although he dodged the main attack, the scattered lightning still made his body stiffen and slowed his movements by half a beat.

Just as he was about to move again, Chu Sheng produced two more thunder talismans and threw them at him.

Rumble!

This time, Old Master Ren was unable to dodge completely and was blasted to a crisp.

However, driven by his desire to become stronger, he endured the bombardment of the lightning talisman, his withered, dark claws, with long, sharp nails, carrying a foul stench, aimed straight at Chu Sheng's arm!

Chu Sheng only had time to pull Ren Tingting backward sharply—

scoff!

Blood splattered.

Ren Tingting cried out in pain as three bloody gashes appeared on her arm.

"broken!"

Chu Sheng's eyes were bloodshot, a ruthless glint flashing in them. He flipped his palm, producing a talisman, and pressed it towards Old Master Ren's forehead.

"Divine Dragon, vanquish evil!"

The amulet coins erupted with dragon energy intertwined with thunder and fire, accompanied by a long, mournful roar.

Old Master Ren let out a mournful howl. The black aura around him was completely swept away by the lightning and fire, and a deep coin mark was branded on his forehead, constantly draining his life force.

"Little Taoist priest, I'm going to eat you!"

With a venomous roar, Old Master Ren abandoned the fight and transformed into black smoke, rushing out of the Western restaurant and disappearing in the blink of an eye.

As the lightning faded, the entire Western restaurant was almost completely destroyed.

Wugensheng glanced calmly at the wound on his chest, then turned to Chusheng and sighed:

"Everyone has their own expertise. When it comes to dealing with zombies, Maoshan Thunder Magic is more professional."

Chu Sheng had no heart to be happy for the praise from the Quanxing Sect Leader. He quickly took out some fine glutinous rice from his system space and pressed it onto Ren Tingting's wound.

"Bear with it." He tore off another piece of his shirt and quickly bandaged her wound to stop the bleeding. "We need to get my martial uncle to treat the wound. It might cause trouble if we delay."

Ren Tingting was in so much pain that tears welled up in her eyes, and she bit her lip and nodded.

Chu Sheng helped her prepare to leave.

"Hehe, little brother, see you next time."

Wugensheng walked towards the door and said to Liang Ting, "Brother Liang, let's go. With such a commotion here, people will be coming soon."

Liang Ting grunted in agreement, glanced at Chu Sheng, and then quickly disappeared at the end of the street after Wu Gensheng.

Throughout the entire ordeal, they didn't glance at the Chai faction disciples again, as if they were simply dismissing a trivial matter.

"Rootless..."

Chu Sheng gazed in the direction they had left, his heart filled with turbulent emotions.

Wugensheng was indeed as rumored, possessing a detached and carefree spirit.

However, in his view, this nonchalance carries a sense of condescension—similar to a human looking down on an ant.

There's a feeling... that's extremely similar to his mindset when he first came into this world.

……