Having just become the Corpse King, you want me to seize the position of Purple-Robed Celestial Mast

A long sword suddenly thrust forward.

The longsword was imbued with the purple mystic energy of the Daoist sect, an unparalleled energy capable of breaking all secret techniques in the world.

The handle is engraved with the characters "Celestial Master".

The top is tied with a crimson tassel, the blade is decorated with seven stars, and there are three hundred runes covering it.

It was none other than the Celestial Master Sword of Longhu Mountain!

Dingjue's pupils contracted, and he involuntarily took a step back: "The Celestial Master's Sword?"

Wasn't it said that the Celestial Master Sword had disappeared for over a hundred years? Now it's back?

He looked back at the sky, where a figure shrouded in golden light was slowly approaching, accompanied by two Taoist disciples.

Dingjue gasped sharply, recalling the fear of being dominated by the Taoist sect in the past.

Even before Zhang Jingyan's incident, the Taoist sect had already declined considerably, losing the prestige of being the number one righteous alliance a hundred years ago.

Looking back, especially to the time of the Celestial Master before that.

That generation of Celestial Masters reached the perfect realm of the Dao Palace, and they had twelve True Men of Longhu Mountain under their command, as well as a young Celestial Master who was exceptionally talented and proficient in thunder magic!

But all that is in the past now; the glory days of Taoism are gone forever.

Even if a celestial master came, so what? I'm not afraid at all.

Zhang Jingyan's cultivation level is only at the Yuanfu stage, and he doesn't know any thunder magic, so there's nothing to scare him about!

"Zhang Jingyan, the Celestial Master?"

"Isn't it said that he's already dead?" Huifa stepped back to Dingjue's side, a hint of apprehension in his eyes.

In the current situation, Buddhism is practically taking advantage of Taoism.

If their Taoist master comes, he'll probably really cause trouble.

"No rush. Even if Zhang Jingyan comes, so what? He's probably seriously injured if he's not dead. I'm not afraid of him."

Dingjue was very confident.

This attack directly shattered Dingjue's Buddhist chanting, drawing the attention of both Buddhist and Taoist disciples.

"The Taoist Celestial Master? Wasn't he dead?"

"Weren't the Daoist sects supposed to be holding a Celestial Master election? How did they manage to survive?"

"The Celestial Master Sword doesn't necessarily belong to a Celestial Master. Let's wait and see. Even if it does, so what? With the presiding master here, there's nothing to fear."

The Buddhist disciples stepped aside, while the Taoist disciples quickly got up from the ground.

They were all covered in dust and dirt.

The Buddhist sect already had a numerical advantage, and Dingjue shamelessly laid a hand on his disciples.

When Zhang Xuan arrived in front of him, he was in mid-air.

When the Golden Light Mantra spread, everyone could see clearly that the newcomer was dressed in a red robe and was not a Taoist master in a purple robe.

Just as they breathed a sigh of relief.

Suddenly I realized something was wrong.

"Holy crap, this zombie even knows the Golden Light Spell?"

"Wait, why does this person reek of death? His fangs are exposed, and his fingernails are long and slender?"

"Is that a zombie? Did the Taoist sect hire a zombie to bolster their image?"

"What's going on? The Taoist sect is so shameless as to invite a Corpse King to oversee things just to make an enemy of our Buddhist sect?"

"Heh, so what if they're zombies? The Dharma taught by the presiding monk is far more harmful to zombies!"

After discovering the red-robed zombie, the Buddhist monks all breathed a sigh of relief.

It's much better than seeing a Taoist priest in a purple robe.

Ding Jue frowned and sneered, "Zhang Jingheng, has your Longhu Mountain really fallen so low? Are you associating with zombies?"

"You should know that Longhu Mountain is the natural enemy of zombies. Aren't you afraid your ancestors will curse you for associating with zombies?"

Huifa, who was standing to the side, was dumbfounded.

The Crimson-Robed Corpse King... Golden Light Mantra...

Why do I feel like I've heard this somewhere before?

Something's not right... It seems like Guangren said that, but where is Guangren?

Before they could even laugh, Zhang Jingheng and the others were the first to kowtow to Zhang Xuan: "Welcome, Grandmaster!"

The disciples of Longhu Mountain were excited. Their grandmaster had finally arrived! He had finally arrived! You bald monks, weren't you just relying on your elders to be powerful?

Our elders also came.

"Grandmaster?" Dingjue and the others felt something was strange; a group of Taoists were actually calling a zombie their grandmaster.

Zhang Xuan dispersed the Golden Light Mantra, which then hovered in the air.

With a gentle wave of his hand, the Celestial Master Sword flew back and was caught in his palm.

His bloodshot eyes stared at Dingjue below, and he said in an icy voice, "So it was you, bald monk, who bullied my disciple? You think Longhu Mountain has no elders?"

Dingjue frowned. Being called a bald monk in public would make any monk angry.

"So what if it is?"

"Your Longhu Mountain is truly laughable. I was surprised when I heard that the number one righteous alliance had become a third-rate entity, but after seeing it today, I realize that it's not just third-rate, it's downright vulgar."

"No wonder the Taoist sect is now falling apart and disciples are leaving."

These insulting words caused the Taoist disciples to feel their blood boil and they wished they could eliminate these monks as soon as possible.

"Who is this bald monk? How can he be so arrogant?" Zhang Miao, who was standing behind Zhang Xuan, couldn't stand it anymore.

To dishonor the Daoist sect is to dishonor us!

Zhang Xuan waved his hand, signaling Zhang Miao to be quiet.

Then, standing with his hands behind his back, he looked down at Dingjue and said, "It is normal for me to get injured occasionally during our sparring sessions, but your Buddhist sect is unethical. You bully the weak and the many, and you even steal resources from my Taoist sect."

"So what if it is?" Dingjue stared at Zhang Xuan, pointing at him with his finger: "You wicked beast, daring to come to my Puguang Temple in broad daylight, this old monk will punish you today."

"Furthermore, on behalf of your ancestors of Longhu Mountain, we will teach you ill-mannered and unruly juniors a lesson!"

As he spoke, he took a step forward.

A four-armed Vajra appeared behind him, holding various magical implements in his hands, his expression not threatening but angry.

"Just a mere Corpse King. So what if you're at the Yuanfu Realm? This old monk will take you in."

Zhang Xuan looked up and laughed.

Then she suddenly looked at him, her pupils bloodshot: "Really?"

"Don't even mention you bald monk, even if your former Zen Master Baiyun of Puguang Temple saw me, he wouldn't dare to speak so arrogantly."

As soon as he finished speaking, Zhang Xuan rushed over, his body radiating golden light.

Dingjue was taken aback: "You know our Zen Master Baiyun?"

Zhang Xuan sneered, "It's not that I know him; you should ask him if he knows Zhang Xuan of Longhu Mountain!"

bang——

The moment the golden light burst forth, Dingjue was instantly smashed away.

Why is my own Buddha-light having no effect on this zombie?

"Zhang Xuan?" Ding Jue felt that these two words sounded familiar, but for a moment he couldn't remember who it was.

But Zhang Xuan's fists came flying right after him.

As the four-armed Vajra behind him unleashed Buddhist teachings, Zhang Xuan simply raised his hand and made a gesture, instantly producing a talisman.

They easily blocked his Buddhist teachings.

Dingjue's pupils contracted: "The Heaven-Reaching Talisman? The Heaven-Reaching Talisman, a secret Taoist technique?"

"You, a zombie, not only know the Golden Light Mantra, but also the Taoist secret technique, the Heavenly Talisman? How is that possible? These techniques are extremely powerful and yang, the bane of evil spirits. How could a zombie like you possibly know them?"

Zhang Xuan sneered: "How could that be? I learned it myself!"

Simultaneously.

Guangren and Zhang Jingxuan, who were fighting on the sidelines, also returned.

"Grandmaster has arrived?"

Guangren, watching the figure battling the host on the field, couldn't help but widen his eyes in disbelief: "Holy crap!"

"Master, be careful! This Corpse King not only knows the Golden Light Spell, he also knows thunder magic!"