Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

"Luckily, I had the divine lightning that Lin Mingwang gave me, otherwise I would have died here today."

Zhong Kui muttered to himself, breathing heavily.

"Judge Zhong, are you alright?" A familiar voice came from above.

Said that Cao Cao Cao Cao arrived.

Lin Yi emerged from the void, exuding a powerful aura that was impossible to ignore.

He glanced down at Zhong Kui, who was in a sorry state at the bottom of the pit, and a hint of a smile flashed in his eyes.

He was watching the whole thing from the shadows, and all I can say is that the fight was spectacular, more exciting than any 3D movie.

Lin Yi reached out and grasped the remnant soul of the Golden-Winged Roc that had drifted to the edge of the pit.

He then pulled Zhong Kui out of the pile of rubble.

Zhong Kui stood up and stretched his limbs. In just a short while, his injuries had almost completely healed.

"I am ashamed to say that if it weren't for His Majesty's divine lightning, I would probably be dead here today."

Zhong Kui sheathed his demon-slaying sword; his beard was covered in dust and bloodstains, but he seemed to be in relatively good spirits.

He looked at Lin Yi, shook his head, and said with a hint of self-deprecation and heartfelt gratitude, "Speaking of which, His Majesty has saved me twice already. I won't say thank you; I'll remember it all."

"Is the Emperor of Fengdu no longer in the Underworld?" Lin Yi suddenly asked, seemingly casually.

Zhong Kui paused for a moment, then slowly nodded and sighed, "His Majesty has been away from the Underworld for sixty years."

"If he were still alive, some people wouldn't have harbored such inappropriate thoughts, and the underworld wouldn't be in such a chaotic state now."

"Do you know where he went?" Lin Yi asked.

Zhong Kui shook his head: "I don't know. The Emperor of Fengdu left no instructions before he left."

If Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva hadn't explicitly stated that he hadn't perished, I would have thought he had already met with misfortune.

As he said this, a hint of desolation crept into his voice.

Lin Yi pondered for a moment, then suddenly changed the subject: "The position of Western Ghost Emperor is vacant. Would you be interested in trying your hand at being a Ghost Emperor?"

Zhong Kui was taken aback by Lin Yi's abrupt change of thought, his face filled with astonishment:

"Me? Become the Ghost Emperor?" He pointed to his nose, seemingly to confirm that Lin Yi wasn't joking.

He then gave a self-deprecating laugh, shook his head, and said:

"Even if I wanted to be one, it wouldn't be that easy."

The five Ghost Emperors were all powerful underworld clans and overlords.

The Northern Ghost Emperor is Genghis Khan, the Eastern Ghost Emperor is Xiang Yu, the Hegemon-King of Western Chu, the Southern Ghost Emperor is Tao Hongjing, the founder of Maoshan, the Central Ghost Emperor is Emperor Gaozu Liu Bang, plus the original Western Ghost Emperor Li Shimin.

Each of them has countless followers and possesses extraordinary background.

Although I have tens of thousands of ghosts and gods under my command, compared to them... the gap is too great.

Just like Li Xuanba, who ambushed me this time, that was the foundation of the Longxi Li clan. If it weren't for His Majesty's divine thunder, I'm afraid I would have already perished.

His words came from the bottom of his heart. The Five Ghost Emperors compete based on their foundation and power, on how many resources a person can mobilize, not on how powerful an individual is.

"Old Zhong, you're underestimating yourself too much."

After listening to him finish speaking, Lin Yi smiled and shook her head, "You are the Demon-Subduing Heavenly Venerable in the eyes of the common people of the mortal world, and your reputation is no less than any of theirs."

"Don't even mention the Ghost Emperor, with your qualifications you'd be more than qualified to be the King of the Underworld."

He paused, then raised his hand and patted Zhong Kui on the shoulder, saying, "Besides, who said you have no foundation? Aren't I your foundation?"

We're related by marriage. If I say you can be the Ghost Emperor, then you can be the Ghost Emperor. Go back and prepare yourself.

Before Zhong Kui could react, he raised his right hand and condensed a golden divine lightning bolt at his fingertips, sealing it once again into a small lightning pattern and slapping it into Zhong Kui's palm.

After doing all this, his figure disappeared from the ruins of Shatin countryside and returned directly to the Netherworld Small Dimension.

"My dear in-law? What exactly do you want?"

Zhong Kui stood there, looking down at the divine lightning rune that had been resealed in his palm. His expression shifted, and he remained silent for a long time.

……

After returning to the Netherworld Plane, Lin Yi did not go back to the Underworld Palace, but went directly to the plaza in front of the Underworld Palace and summoned the Underworld Elevator.

The door opened, and there was the same elevator ghost I'd seen before.

"I'm going to find Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva," Lin Yi said as she stepped inside.

"Yes, Your Majesty."

The ghost messenger pressed the button for the seventeenth basement level.

A moment later, the elevator stopped at the seventeenth basement level. The doors opened, revealing a path lined with spider lilies leading to the modern villa of Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva.

This time, he didn't need the ghost messengers to lead the way; he went there on his own.

"A rare guest." Ksitigarbha glanced at Lin Yi, a faint smile appearing on his lips. "Is it alright that you would like to visit me?"

"I don't come here unless I have a reason." Lin Yi skipped the pleasantries and went straight to the point, "The position of the Western Ghost Emperor in Fengdu Underworld has become vacant, and I recommend Zhong Kui to take over."

Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva didn't ask why, and simply said in a calm tone, "Okay."

The ownership of a demon emperor was a minor matter to Ksitigarbha.

He's just a Ghost Emperor; consider it giving Lin Yi face.

Let alone the Ghost Emperor, even most of the Underworld Kings are unimportant to him.

Lin Yi returned to the Underworld Palace and retrieved the remnant soul of the Golden-Winged Roc.

The wisp of remnant soul trembled slightly in his palm, its pure golden light extremely faint, like a lamp about to go out.

The Golden-Winged Roc is an ancient ferocious beast, and even after countless reincarnations, its divine essence has not been erased.

Unfortunately, even the strongest divine beast, after so many reincarnations and repeated blows from heavenly lightning and divine lightning, has become extremely weak. Its original true spirit is shattered and its remnant soul is about to dissipate.

But this is perfect for Lin Yi.

He imprinted his divine sense into the remnant soul of the Golden-Winged Roc, gathering and aggregating the shattered fragments of its true spirit piece by piece, using the divine sense imprint as the core, and merging them back into a complete true spirit.

The moment the true spirit recovered, the remnant soul seemed to come alive, once again coalescing into the phantom of the Golden-Winged Roc—

Dark gold wings, sharp eagle eyes, curved beak, long tail feathers, every feather is clearly visible.

However, this phantom was still extremely weak, as if it could be blown away by a gust of wind.

At this moment, the incomplete soul of the Golden-Winged Roc had become something similar to a soul clone.

Lin Yi could clearly sense its presence even with her eyes closed.

It's a wonderful feeling, like suddenly having an extra pair of eyes, an extra pair of wings, and an extra perspective on the world.

He is that roc, and that roc is him.

Two perspectives and two senses flow through consciousness simultaneously, yet there is no sense of confusion whatsoever.

Lin Yi played with the new toy for a while, then took out the Emperor's Banner.

He gripped the banner pole, and with a thought, he shattered the nearly 50,000 military soul puppets within the banner, sending their pure soul power into the mouth of the Golden-Winged Roc's divine soul clone.

The clone opened its mouth and inhaled sharply, and countless soul powers, like fallen leaves finding a vortex, poured into its mouth.

The illusory image of the clone solidified at a speed visible to the naked eye.

First, the outline of the wings became clearer, then the dark gold patterns on the feathers began to appear, and then the divine light in those eagle eyes grew brighter and brighter.

When the last wisp of soul fragment was completely devoured, the Golden-Winged Roc's divine soul clone had been completely stabilized.

Lin Yi looked down at the Emperor's Banner in her hand, which had clearly dimmed a bit, shook her head, and felt no heartache whatsoever.

These military spirits were consumables from the moment they entered the banner; their fate as expendable items was sealed the moment they entered the banner.

It's already making the best use of it to cultivate a golden-winged roc's divine soul clone.

We can always collect them later. Anyway, life is never short of damn people.

Lin Yi recalled a piece of intelligence that had been sent to her some time ago.

Ma Rulong, the brother of Ma Dana, the current successor of the Ma family of exorcist dragons, has already married and started a family in Hong Kong.

Ma Rulong not only became a marine police officer, but also married the daughter of the Hong Kong Island Marine Police Captain, and lived a very comfortable life.

"Heh heh, since you schemed against me first, I'll give you a piece of my mind in return!"

Lin Yi looked at the golden-winged roc spirit flying around him and a sinister smile appeared on his lips.

Fate had outmaneuvered him, but he never found a suitable opportunity to retaliate.

Now the opportunity has arrived...

If the Golden-Winged Roc's divine soul avatar were to be injected into the Ma family's bloodline, wouldn't that be like planting one's own chess piece on the chessboard of fate?

He brought the Golden-Winged Roc's divine soul avatar to the Hall of Reincarnation and stood before the enormous Six Paths Reincarnation Well.

The well opening is several meters in diameter, and the well wall is engraved with six ancient inscriptions that rotate.

Ren Tingting, the head of the Reincarnation Palace, was still absorbing evil energy on the European battlefield. When the ghost officials in the palace saw Lin Yi arrive in person, they all bowed and paid their respects.

Lin Yi waved his hand, then looked down at the light of reincarnation flowing at the bottom of the well, and threw his clone into it.