Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

"Good heavens, these realms are all based on zombies." Lin Yi grinned as he looked at the realm descriptions.

Unbeknownst to him, he had already reached the pinnacle of this world.

The Pangu bloodline is indeed the biggest cheat code in this world, a direct ticket to the pinnacle.

It's many times stronger than those who painstakingly cultivate to the top.

The problem is, you've cultivated for so long, and you still might not be able to beat a zombie of the same level. Isn't that infuriating?

However, besides the Pangu clan, there were also the so-called Dao Ancestor and Ancient Demons among the ancient gods.

Is this two people or two groups? If it's just two people, that's fine, but if it's two groups, then it's troublesome.

Furthermore, the Kunlun tribe, who created the Pangu tribe, was not listed separately, and it is unknown what level they were at.

Immediately afterwards, Lin Yi noticed the mention of the blockade of heaven and earth after the Song Dynasty in the information.

Is it that Heaven and Earth no longer allow the birth of celestial beings?

No wonder no immortal beings have been born in this world except for zombies and ghosts.

Even the ancient Rahu had to possess Yamamoto Kazuo's body, and this might be a reason besides coveting Pangu's bloodline.

Furthermore, Fahai, Bai Suzhen, and Xiaoqing, who were sealed away, were all enlightened beings before the Song Dynasty.

So here's the question: Does the great change in heaven and earth that Ksitigarbha Bodhisattva spoke of include the lifting of the seal on heaven and earth?

If it includes lifting the seal on heaven and earth, wouldn't that not only mean the return of the gods, but also the beginning of a golden age of cultivation?!

If that's the case, then the underworld's enforcement of the law won't be so easy.

Those who have read Journey to the West know how powerless the Underworld is when faced with powerful figures from powerful backgrounds.

Any deity's mount that descends to earth as a demon can turn the underworld upside down.

Lin Yi suddenly realized that he himself was the background.

They're still among the top tier in this world.

Moreover, his subordinates in the underworld who are transforming into gods are not comparable to those ordinary ghosts and gods who are said to be the weakest in combat power at the same level.

Once the Netherworld Gods complete their transformation, each one of them becomes an outstanding member of their respective rank.

When the time comes, if anyone dares to cause trouble in the underworld, he won't even need to lift a finger; Shi Jian alone, leading a group of underworld gods, will be able to beat the invaders to a pulp.

……

Before leaving, Lin Yi glanced at the battlefield one last time.

The starry sky was now shattered and broken.

Everywhere were the remnants of celestial bodies, with huge planetary fragments floating in the void like bitten biscuits.

There are also hundreds of high-energy radioactive particles released from the shattering of stars the size of the sun, filling the entire star field.

Those colorful streams of particles were as dazzling as the aurora borealis, yet deadly and suffocating.

These high-energy particle streams are enough to wipe out all life on a planet in an instant.

Here, they are merely the embers left behind after two monsters fought.

Spatial rifts, like a spider web, were densely distributed throughout the void; some had already healed, while others were still hissing.

Lin Yi floated in the void, looking at the starry sky around him that they had turned into ruins, and couldn't help but sigh in his heart, the power of the Pangu Clan was truly terrifying.

In their exchange just now, both sides precisely controlled their power, minimizing the scope of damage as much as possible.

Even so, the aftershocks still destroyed thousands of asteroids and shattered hundreds of stars.

If they were to act unchecked, the damage they would cause would be hundreds or even thousands of times greater than this.

That was truly world-destroying. No wonder the Pangu clan preferred a brutal, hand-to-hand combat style; a single punch was far more effective than any magical power or treasure.

Lin Yi himself had gotten carried away in the fight just now. The thrill of each punch landing and the exhilaration of overcoming force with brute force was something that no magic could provide.

However, this battle also exposed his shortcomings.

Neither divine lightning, icy cold, nor heat vision could break through the defenses of the Holy Mother of Yaochi.

In the end, I only managed to inflict minor injuries on her with my fist, and that was only when she was in poor condition.

Meanwhile, the Holy Mother of Yaochi, who is of the same level, has the Red Snow Virus, and the Human King Fuxi has the Pangu Bow and Fuxi Arrow.

And him? He has nothing.

When facing opponents of the same level, he lacks a decisive, killer move.

Hopefully, after the natal corpse fire merges with the Samadhi True Fire, there will be a qualitative breakthrough.

In addition, his sword pellets could increase their power by refining rare and precious materials, which might also be a possible path.

"Let's go back."

With a thought, Lin Yi teleported back to the Kowloon Tong villa.

At this moment, Michelle was still awake and was leaning against the sofa reading a book.

When Lin Yi returned, she put down her book, got up, poured him a glass of warm milk, and handed it to him.

"Why aren't you asleep yet?" Lin Yi took the milk, took a sip, and casually put his arm around her waist, asking with concern.

"I can't sleep. The little one keeps moving around in my belly and is very restless."

Michelle touched her belly, complaining under her breath, but her face was full of happiness.

Her belly was already very big, round and plump, the skin stretched thin, and you could vaguely see the bluish veins underneath.

But her complexion was even better than before she was pregnant; her skin was fair and rosy, and she had a warm, radiant glow.

"Really? Let me hear it." Lin Yi put down her cup, squatted down, and gently pressed her ear against Michelle's stomach.

Even through the thin layer of clothing and skin, he could clearly hear the sounds coming from inside.

The sound of a heartbeat, the sound of amniotic fluid flowing, and the sound of a tiny life moving its hands and feet in the amniotic fluid.

The movements were powerful and rhythmic, like someone was boxing inside.

The child seemed to sense his father's approach and moved his hands and feet even more excitedly, even gently kicking Lin Yi's face through his belly.

Lin Yi couldn't help but laugh: "He really is a mischievous little monkey."

The baby in Michelle's belly was fully formed and much stronger than the average baby.

If it weren't for the blood connection between Michelle and her child, and the fact that her constitution had been continuously strengthened by the child's bloodline, she simply wouldn't have been able to withstand this kind of torment.

Just like Tang Jinbao, although she was only pregnant with Ma Dalong's child, she also possessed some characteristics of the Ma family bloodline.

So much so that after Fuxi bit her, he turned into a purple-eyed zombie.

Kim Future was able to defeat the second-generation zombie Raven Reeves while in the form of a fourth-generation zombie, and this might be a factor in addition to the power of love.

Michelle was in a similar situation, except that she only experienced a physical enhancement and did not turn into a zombie.

Lin Yi had already checked the baby's gender; it was exactly the boy Michelle had hoped for.

"Have you decided what name to give him?" Michelle asked softly, her fingers unconsciously stroking her belly.

"I've already thought it through," Lin Yi nodded. "I'll name him Lin An. An means peace. I don't expect him to be very capable in the future, just that he lives a peaceful and safe life."

"Lin An," Michelle read it aloud, a smile curving her lips. "That's good."

Unbeknownst to Lin Yi, not long after he and the Holy Mother of Yaochi left the starry sky, a person dressed in plain clothes with a handsome and refined appearance suddenly appeared on the battlefield.