Zombie Life Begins in Hongxi Village

At this moment, in the pitch-black night sky, Lin Yi stood with his arms crossed, a playful smile on his lips.

These guys are too arrogant; they don't even bother to hide their magical power fluctuations.

In his eyes, they were like seven bright light bulbs in the dark, impossible not to notice.

"That's so careless! Did they think they could take their hat off just because no one was around?"

Lin Yi recognized the leader at a glance—Yu Ming Shisan, the reincarnation of the ancient demon god who had been reincarnated and was lurking in Rikono in "My Date with a Zombie".

In the original drama, Gomei Jusan is the reincarnation vessel of Rahu. On the surface, he is a Japanese holy monk, but in reality, he is an opponent that even the Buddha must take seriously.

However, that was Rahu who possessed Yamamoto Kazuo and absorbed the Xuan Yin Qi. This one in front of me—

At best, he was just a mortal body with some magical power; Rahu's demonic soul was still dormant within him.

Thanks to their spatial abilities, they were completely unaware that Lin Yi was spying on them face-to-face.

"Well then, since you're here, I, as the host, should treat you well."

Lin Yi slowly revealed a meaningful smile, and her figure silently disappeared into the night sky.

He first went to the Independent Regiment's camp.

In the military camp, the sentry on night duty was dozing off against his post when suddenly a familiar figure appeared in the center of the parade ground.

The sentry jumped up with a start, about to salute, but Lin Yi waved his hand to stop him.

"Assemble the artillery company, bring all mortars, target the hill north of the city, and fire on my command."

The sentry paused for a moment, then turned and ran to the barracks, knocking on each door. A few minutes later, the entire artillery company had assembled.

On the hilltop, Yu Ming Thirteen was about to step down the mountain when a strong sense of unease suddenly welled up in his heart.

Then came a sharp, piercing sound as hundreds of shells, trailing long plumes of flame, ripped through the night sky and rained down on the hillside.

Yu Ming Thirteen's expression changed drastically.

He couldn't understand how he could have been hit by artillery shells when he hadn't been exposed at all.

Could it be that the garrison in Yun County is conducting a nighttime exercise?

Before he could think it through, he reacted swiftly, stomping his feet on the ground and soaring into the sky like a large black bird.

The shell exploded at his feet, the shockwave tearing the hem of his monk's robe to shreds. Several pieces of shrapnel grazed his arm, leaving several bloody marks.

The six powerful monks were not so lucky.

The shells landed with extreme precision, covering almost the entire hillside, and the explosions illuminated half the night sky.

Before the six powerful monks could even utter a scream, they were reduced to six clouds of blood mist amidst the dense barrage of bullets.

Yu Ming Shisan landed on a tree canopy, looking down at the wound on his arm, his face so gloomy it could drip water.

He's lived for thirty years and has never been injured since his debut.

Rikono's protective spells were enough to withstand ordinary swords, but they couldn't completely stop the shrapnel from the mortar shells.

The fact that a weapon made by mere humans could harm his physical body is itself a great irony.

"Damn it, I was careless." He shook the blood off his hands, and the wound quickly stopped bleeding as his magic flowed.

In that instant, a cold hand reached out from behind him, its five fingers gripping the back of his neck like iron clamps.

Yu Ming Thirteen's hair stood on end, and his protective spells activated automatically, but they crumbled like paper under the grip of that hand.

A terrifying force he had never felt before locked his neck tightly, leaving him no room to turn his head.

Then he felt a sharp pain on the side of his neck.

Two fangs pierced his carotid artery with precision, and blood gushed out uncontrollably.

"Damn it, it's a zombie—"

He could clearly feel his strength draining away with his blood, as if someone was using a pump to drain his life force.

Lin Yi's feelings were quite the opposite. The moment Yu Ming Thirteen's blood entered his throat, his pupils dilated slightly.

The blood of the Qinghai monk was like aged wine, mellow and fragrant; but the blood of Yu Ming Shisan was like a glass of strong liquor mixed with magma, rushing down his throat into his stomach and being quickly swallowed and transformed.

He could feel his bloodline energy increasing at a visible rate—this reincarnation of Rahu was almost on the verge of becoming an immortal.

On the verge of death, Yu Ming Shisan launched a final act of resistance.

He unleashed the remaining magical power within his body, forming the purest Ryouka no Suicide Seal with both hands, and then blasted it towards Lin Yi's chest.

This palm strike embodied his life's cultivation, enough to shatter the soul of an evil god.

However, when his palm struck Lin Yi's chest, it felt like hitting a red-hot steel plate, causing his own hand bones to break inch by inch, while Lin Yi didn't even flinch.

"I've kicked a hornet's nest!" These were the last words of Yu Ming Shisan.

His pupils rapidly dilated, and his skin shriveled at a visible speed, turning him into a skin-and-bones mummy in just a few breaths.

Then, a sudden change occurred.

A blinding red light shot into the sky from the dried corpse of Yu Ming Thirteen, instantly illuminating the entire night sky.

The red light was as bright as the midday sun, illuminating the pebbles and withered grass on the hillside with every detail.

A terrifying will, a thousand times stronger than that of Yu Ming Thirteen in his lifetime, awakened from the red light, as if a demon god who had been imprisoned for countless millennia had finally broken free of his restraints.

"Hahaha—your body is mine now!" Rahu's maniacal laughter exploded in the night sky, shaking the rocks on the hillside.

Yu Ming Thirteen was merely a vessel for his reincarnation; once the vessel died, the constraints were lifted.

The zombie body before him was too beautiful, even more perfect than the reincarnation of the Heavenly Warrior he had originally planned.

He transformed into a streak of red light and rushed into Lin Yi's brow with lightning speed.

Alarm bells rang in Lin Yi's mind.

He prepared to teleport away the instant Rahu's laughter rang out, but the red light was too fast—

It wasn't about physical speed, but rather about directly locking onto his consciousness coordinates, launching an invasion from the soul level.

He could only sink his consciousness into his soul and shift the battlefield to his own home turf.

In the boundless void of consciousness, Rahu's soul revealed its true form.

It was a dark red phantom of a demon god, hundreds of feet tall, surrounded by Yin demonic energy, with eyes like two burning blood moons.

However, when Rahu saw the figure in the void with dark golden bat wings on its back and dark golden flames burning on its body, a look of astonishment appeared on its arrogant demonic face for the first time.

Although Lin Yi's soul form was much smaller than his, it was also a demon god's soul!

At the level of the soul, the two are on the same level.

"Damn it! I've encountered an existence of the same level!" Luo Hou's heart trembled violently.

He was an ancient demon god with unparalleled divine power. He could even possess powerful zombies like Yamamoto Kazuo without giving them any chance to struggle.

But the strength of the divine soul before him was no less than his, and this was happening within the other party's sea of ​​consciousness—this was the other party's home turf.

Luo Hou made a split-second decision: Retreat!

His figure suddenly dispersed, transforming into countless wisps of dark red demonic energy that drilled into all directions of his sea of ​​consciousness.

As long as he can disperse even a wisp of it, he can reassemble his divine soul outside his consciousness and find another opportunity to make a comeback.

He is a demon, capable of both gathering and dispersing, and even space cannot confine him—this is Rahu's greatest trump card.

However, just as the demonic energy dissipated, it was swept away by a beam of blue light.

The beam of light originated from the blue teardrop mark between Lin Yi's eyebrows. Wherever the beam swept, the dark red demonic energy evaporated instantly, like butter being sliced ​​by a red-hot knife.

Luo Hou only had time to let out an extremely shrill scream before his entire soul was completely shattered, transforming into a pure and pristine Taiyin essence, which quietly floated in the center of his sea of ​​consciousness.