All Heavens: Dual Cultivation of Magic and Martial Arts Starting from the Republic of China

Thick water vapor rose from the ground all around, forming a layer of white mist that swirled around.

On both sides of the path were vast fields.

At this moment, the weeds swayed in the strong wind, making a strange sound like a group of demons and ghosts laughing together.

Fu Ze thought to himself, "Luckily, after Feng Wencai reminded me, I ran back to the Feng family mansion and grabbed a few lanterns to put next to me."

Otherwise, with raging winds and torrential rain, and utter darkness, fighting the corpse demon in such an environment would certainly be a major headache.

Feng Wencai's face turned bright red, and he suddenly shouted a warning to the other coffin bearers.

"Brothers, be careful! This thing is getting stronger! Don't hurt your hands, or it'll be even more troublesome later!"

The voice just fell.

Crunch, puff puff puff...

As the coffin lid opened and closed repeatedly, all the sealing nails around it were forcibly pulled out and flung away.

I don't know where they've been scattered.

Feng Wencai and the others groaned as the thick hemp ropes binding the coffin lid snapped, and they fell backward, landing in the mud.

Fu Ze stood not far from the coffin, his toes gripping the ground, muscles taut, fingertips slightly clenched. He had already assumed a Bajiquan stance, ready to launch an attack at any moment.

In the dim light, through the rain, he saw a hand reaching out from the crack in the open coffin!

Her fingers were long and shapely, and her skin was smooth. If it weren't for her several-inch-long, jet-black, sharp nails and eerily pale complexion, she would be indistinguishable from a living person!

However, the more similar yet different the textures, the stronger the sense of dread they evoke—in psychology, this is called the "uncanny valley effect."

pat!

The woman's pale hand gripped the edge of the coffin lid tightly, pushing it upwards and widening the opening.

The other hand also reached out.

Liu, the fat man next to Fu Ze, had weak legs and a long face.

"My God! I've been helping Boss Feng carry coffins for over ten years, and this is the first time I've encountered something this brutal. Are we all going to die here tonight?"

Old Li cursed.

"You coward! What are you afraid of? Just do it!"

The female corpse pushed upwards with both hands.

With a bang.

The coffin lid, weighing a couple hundred pounds, was sent flying five or six meters into the air by the impact of the woman's corpse. The sight was truly horrifying!

The coffin lid fell in the direction that was exactly where Fu Ze was standing.

"Brother Fu, get out of the way!"

Feng Wencai, who had just gotten up from the ground, exclaimed in surprise.

He was terrified that if it hit him, he would be doomed.

Imagine what it would be like if something weighing over 200 pounds fell from a height of five or six meters and hit a person.

It'll probably turn into minced meat right away.

Fu Ze was prepared, and he took several steps in a very strange manner.

They retreated very quickly and went a long way!

boom!

The coffin lid crashed to the ground, splashing mud and water everywhere.

then……

Waaaaah, waaaah!

Accompanied by a sobbing sound that was neither crying nor sobbing, Fu Ze and the others saw a female corpse dressed in white mourning clothes sit up from the coffin in the dim firelight.

Its arms were stretched straight forward, and then it jumped lightly out of the coffin, its feet landing straight on the ground.

Snapped!

It stirred up a large splash of water.

The rain was too heavy, and the surroundings were shrouded in mist, so Fu Ze couldn't make out the specific features of the female corpse.

It stood stiffly in front of the coffin, its large belly protruding, its shape somewhat bizarre. It must have looked ferocious and terrifying, enough to make one's heart tremble.

After all that trouble and so many defensive mistakes, the corpse still broke out of the coffin.

A black, putrid aura rose from above her head and then enveloped her body. It was clearly visible even in the roaring rain.

To be honest, this was the first time Fu Ze had ever seen such a ferocious evil creature.

That black, sinister aura was so powerful that it didn't even require the "spiritual vision" of a Xuanmen practitioner; it could be seen with the naked eye of an ordinary person!

In his original world, he would basically be considered a legendary being.

The raindrops pattered on the ground, and the lantern emitted a faint, dim light.

Feng Wencai gripped the carrying pole tightly in his hand.

"Brothers, get ready! As the saying goes, if you stand by the river long enough, you're bound to get your shoes wet. In our line of work, carrying coffins for burials, we're bound to encounter ghosts. The important thing is not to be afraid, not to back down!"

Glug glug...

The other eight immortals swallowed hard. Although they were frightened, none of them fled. They all picked up their carrying poles and ropes, ready to fight the female corpse.

Unexpectedly, the white-clad female corpse did not clash with them, but instead turned around and jumped towards the Feng family mansion.

Fu Ze was taken aback, then exclaimed in surprise.

"Stop her! We absolutely cannot let her rush into the house and kill people. This female corpse already harbors immense resentment. With each living person she kills, her resentment will solidify and she will become even more powerful."

"If the resentment accumulates to a certain degree, it will truly transform into a corpse demon. At that time, not only will all of us die, but the entire Fengjia Village and the entire town will likely be stained with blood..."

The female corpse who had just turned into a ghost probably sensed that these people were not easy to mess with, and the large house not far away was full of blood energy, so going there to kill and suck blood was more cost-effective!

Feng Wencai, of course, knew the intricacies of the situation and the seriousness of the matter, and immediately shouted.

"The eight of us will do our best to trap this female corpse. Brother Fu, we'll trouble you to use your skills to eliminate her."

As Feng Wencai spoke, he took the lead and made his move.

He held a carrying pole and struck the woman's waist directly...

Snapped!

A loud bang.

The carrying pole swept across the rain, creating a large splash of water.

Its power and influence are astonishing.

However, the next moment, the carrying pole that Feng Wencai swung was blocked by the stiff, pale hand of the female corpse.

He quickly rotated his wrist, and with the force of the rotation, he instantly pulled the carrying pole back.

He suddenly turned around again and struck the female corpse in the waist from the other side!

Seeing Feng Wencai's two swift and lightning-fast attacks, Fu Ze knew that this coffin bearer was indeed quite skilled.

Because after a corpse transforms, it becomes similar to a tiger or wolf, with a head of bronze, a back of iron, and a waist of tofu!

If you can't get close to it, you have to hit its waist first.

Unlike typical spirit-like evil spirits, those transformed from corpses are powerful and fast. To use a modern-day online game analogy, they're high in physical attack—a pure warrior…

Once you break its waist and slow it down, it will be much easier to deal with.

But this fluid second strike was still blocked by the female corpse with her arms, producing a loud bang.

Fu Ze stood behind Feng Wencai, watching him brandish the carrying pole with menacing air. No one expected this sixty-year-old man to be in such good physical condition!

Feng Wencai swung his carrying pole three times, but it was blocked each time.

All of this actually takes only a second or two.

He erupted violently, panting slightly, and was pushed backward by the recoil from the female corpse.

The female corpse also seemed to be in distress. As he drew closer, Fu Ze, using the light from the surrounding lanterns, saw her appearance...

She was quite beautiful; she must have been a charming and lovely woman in her lifetime.

But now that the corpse has turned into a zombie, its deathly pale face only gives off a sinister and terrifying feeling.

Coupled with the venomous look in her eyes, it's easy to have nightmares just looking at her.

Fu Ze also made a move!

For him at present, corpse spirits, as a physical evil entity, are easier to deal with than spirit-like evil entities.

He stomped his foot violently, making a trembling sound.

He pounced on the corpse demon like a fierce tiger.

Sensing Fu Ze's presence, the female corpse twisted her arms as if wielding two long spears and lances, and thrust them straight at him!

Just as he was about to get close, Fu Ze suddenly pushed off with his heels, twisting and turning his body.

In the blink of an eye, he managed to sidestep and dodge to the side of the female corpse.

With his knees slightly bent and his body lowered, he simultaneously lowered his shoulders and elbows, unleashing the "Vajra Elbow" of Bajiquan!

This attack was as unpredictable as a gazelle leaping off a cliff, and incredibly fast. It was a perilous move, coming right up to the corpse demon!

boom! ! !

The sound was even louder than when Feng Wencai struck it with his carrying pole.

Fu Ze's "Diamond Elbow" struck the female corpse squarely in the chest, causing her to stagger back two steps and sway a few times.

Apart from that, nothing else happened!

Instead, it immediately swung its two strong arms, slashing and stabbing. A stench of decay filled the air, seeping into Fu Ze's nostrils.

Fu Ze was startled.

He used his full strength and unleashed a powerful strike with his Vajra Elbow.

It was so powerful that it could shatter a wooden stake as thick as a bowl!

If it were a zombie-like monster from his original world, it would probably have its chest caved in, its ribs shattered, and it would have been sent flying backwards.

But the female corpse in front of them only staggered backward and immediately fought back!

"This is definitely several levels more powerful than anything I've encountered before!"

Fu Ze sighed inwardly, but continued his work.

He dodged the female corpse's attack by sidestepping again, and then wrapped his arms around the ghost's arms as well. He used the "Entangling Silk Force" of Bajiquan to tightly grip both of the opponent's arms.

"Everyone! Act quickly. I can barely hold it off for a while."

Fu Ze's move can be described as "playing with fire".

He had already figured it out; the female corpse's most powerful attack was her spear-like arms, combined with her sharp fingernails.

Controlling its two arms directly reduces its combat power by more than half.

The female corpse was incredibly strong. Fu Ze held his breath, his muscles tense, as he struggled against it!

"You monstrous corpse, take this!"

The coffin bearers, Big Black and Fatty, raised their carrying poles high, the sticks already wrapped in burlap smeared with chicken blood, and swung them down.

People who carry coffins also have their own methods for suppressing and harming evil spirits.

So when the two of them struck the woman's head with the carrying poles from the left and right, a "sizzling" sound immediately rang out, and blue smoke rose up.

It smelled like something burning, it was nauseating.

Fu Ze could no longer hold on, so he loosened his arms and stepped back.

The female corpse emitted a strange sound from her throat, sounding both human and beast, and then turned and pounced on the fat man.

The fat man was terrified and quickly tried to back away as well.

Unexpectedly, the torrential rain made the ground slippery.

He stepped back and lost his balance, falling straight down.

Ugh!

The female corpse made a strange sound from her throat and then pounced down.

Fu Ze and Feng Wencai were both shocked, thinking that he was doomed.

But in the instant he fell to the ground, he used the carrying pole in his hand to press against the woman's throat!

They held it up like that, the corpse tilted at a forty-five-degree angle, its sharp claws waving in the air, but for a moment they couldn't catch it.

"Boss Feng, Brother Fu... everyone hurry up!"

The fat man practically spat out those words through gritted teeth.

At this moment, the female corpse missed her target and was instead pinned to the throat, her body tilted and frozen in mid-air.

This is the perfect opportunity to subdue them!

Feng Wencai stepped forward, gripped the carrying pole tightly with both hands, and struck the female corpse hard on the right waist from the side.

boom!

The blow was so powerful that it made the ferocious corpse tremble all over. It stopped attacking the fat man and swayed unsteadily.

Its waist is the most vulnerable part; it probably won't feel good after taking this blow.

Fu Ze immediately pressed forward, delivering powerful punches that landed squarely, all executed with the hard style of Bajiquan.

Straight punches, hooks, elbow strikes, knee strikes... every move was aimed at the female corpse's vital points!

The female corpse was strong, but slower than Fu Ze, so she couldn't dodge at all.

Faced with the onslaught of attacks, it simply took the hits head-on... then suddenly accelerated, grabbed Fu Ze's arm, and tried to throw him away!

Fu Ze used the momentum to flip over, drawing an arc in the air and landing behind the female corpse. He kicked her knees hard with his toe, and at the same time, he elbowed and smashed her head.

boom!

This time, Fu Ze launched a series of attacks from back to front, finally knocking the female corpse to the ground!

Before it could get up, Da Niu, Er Gou, and the other three, who were finally ready, surrounded it while shouting slogans.

"Hey ya yo ho! Hemp rope connects the yin and yang."

"Hey ya yo ho! Dragon and phoenix carry the wedding gift."

"Hey ya yo ho! We are here to quell the corpse calamity!"

The stirring chants were surprisingly clear amidst the torrential rain and strong winds, and they were so powerful that they made one's blood boil.

In the folk tradition of exorcists in the southern regions, there are methods to achieve better results by "shouting chants." It's somewhat similar to the incantations recited by Taoist priests.

But it's more down-to-earth and more primitive and wild!

Fu Ze had never heard of such a call before.

Although his great-grandfather was a coffin bearer, it's impossible for him to know everything, and it's normal that his skills were not as good as Feng Wencai's and the others.

The female corpse had gotten up the moment she fell, but because of Da Niu and the others' powerful shouts, she seemed to be stunned and froze for two or three seconds.

Meanwhile, Da Niu and his three companions had already approached the female corpse.

Fu Ze saw that they were all barefoot, with hemp rope tightly wrapped around their waists, extending to both sides and spiraling around their arms. The rest of the rope hung down to the ground.

The four men stood in different positions, and with a flick of their right hands, four hemp ropes flew out like dragons.

People standing at opposite ends are pulling on a rope thrown from the other side.

It immediately formed a "well" shape, trapping the female corpse in the middle.

Uh...

The female corpse made strange noises, trying to break free.

But as soon as it touched the hemp rope, it made a series of "sizzling" sounds, as if it were boiling oil in a pot.