Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

The black zombie was trapped between the wooden stakes, its body trembling violently. Black corpse energy surged out of its body, and the golden light on the corpse-suppressing talisman flickered intensely, only lasting for three breaths before dimming.

Roar!

The black zombie shattered the corpse-suppressing talisman, and with a swipe of its claws, it crushed the two wooden stakes to pieces, sending splinters of wood flying everywhere.

"Hey, pretty arrogant!"

"Then I'll keep you company and make sure you have a good time, so you won't get too bored when you first come out!"

Instead of retreating, Lin Bei advanced, taking out several evil-dispelling talismans from his spatial stone and holding them between his fingers.

"Lord Laozi, by your command, dispel the evil spirits!"

Several talismans flew out of his hand, exploding in the air with a burst of golden light, causing the black zombie to emit plumes of blue smoke.

The black zombie was blasted backward, its corpse energy thinning out. Lin Bei seized the opportunity to close in, lightning surging between his palms.

"Try my Lightning Thunder Fist on you!"

"Second move, lightning strikes in all directions!"

With a punch, lightning exploded in front of him, turning into more than a dozen tiny bolts of lightning that scattered and surged in all directions, simultaneously striking the black zombie's chest and abdomen, and even blasting some parts through with the power of the lightning.

The black zombie was furious. It had just jumped out of the coffin and was beaten up before it could even figure out what was going on. It was beaten up without even being able to fight back.

Its fangs were grinding together with a creaking sound, and it pounced on Lin Bei with its claws waving. He could hear the guy's voice clearly even in the coffin, and it was his loudest laughter.

Lin Bei sneered, dodged the claw with a sidestep, and the Demon-Slaying Sword suddenly appeared in his right hand.

"The first move of the Demon-Slaying Sword Technique: Breaking Evil!"

The sword tip pierced straight into the black zombie's throat, the sword energy bursting out and precisely striking the black zombie's throat, scattering a string of sparks.

Roar!

The black zombie's skin was as hard as iron, and the sword only left a shallow white mark on it, but it was still shaken back two steps by the huge impact.

"Second move, bone break!"

Lin Bei flipped his wrist, and the sword slashed horizontally, striking the black zombie's right arm and causing it to sink down.

"Junior brother, step back!" Shi Shaojian shouted from behind.

Lin Bei understood immediately, turned his feet, and floated a full ten feet away.

Shi Shaojian formed hand seals and chanted an incantation: "The stake is like a dragon and elephant, piercing the earth and penetrating the sky, shaking mountains and towering peaks, causing evil spirits to submit!"

Boom!

Three wooden stakes simultaneously emerged from the ground beneath the black zombie's feet. One stake was planted on the zombie's abdomen, while the other two clamped its legs, lifting the zombie high up and rendering it unable to move.

"Well done! You're getting better and better at it!"

Lin Bei shouted, and lightning condensed in his palm once more, this time even more intensely than before.

"Third move, thunderous force!"

With a punch, a lightning bolt twice as thick as before shot out from his palm and slammed into the black zombie's chest.

boom!

Lightning exploded, and a large hole was instantly blasted in the black zombie's chest, with corpse energy gushing out from the wound!

The black zombie let out a shrill scream, its whole body trembling violently, but it still struggled to get out of the wooden stake.

"Pretty resilient, survived being pierced through. Perhaps you have some unfulfilled wish?" Lin Bei's smile vanished, his gaze hardening. "Then I'll send you on your way!"

He took a deep breath, brought his palms together and then separated them, and a thick pillar of lightning condensed between his palms, the lightning several times brighter than before.

"Fourth move, Thor's Descent!"

The lightning bolt shot out with a roar, transforming into a lightning phantom in mid-air before crashing down hard onto the black zombie's head.

Boom!!!

The entire mass grave trembled. The black zombie was engulfed by lightning, letting out a deafening scream. Then its body began to explode from the inside, and black corpse energy scattered and surged in all directions.

After the lightning dissipated, only a pile of charred, unidentified objects remained on the ground; the black zombies had been blasted to smithereens.

"Done, job done!" Lin Bei dusted off his hands and sheathed his sword.

Shi Shaojian walked over, looked at the pile of charred objects, and chuckled: "Junior brother, your lightning magic is getting more and more powerful. This black zombie didn't even have the strength to fight back before you blasted it into dust."

"Not bad, not bad. You're still a little bit worse than Master. If it weren't for your wooden stake technique that caught it just now, I wouldn't have been able to hit it so smoothly." Lin Bei patted his shoulder. "But speaking of which, Senior Brother, your wooden stake technique is getting more and more proficient. You coordinated well this time."

"Absolutely!" Shi Shaojian puffed out his chest proudly.

The two worked for a while longer, filling in the blasted-open burial mounds in the mass grave and pasting several talismans around them to prevent any more zombies from jumping out from elsewhere, before continuing on their way.

When we left the mass grave, it was completely dark. A crescent moon hung in the sky, its light spilling across the fields.

"Junior brother, do you think I can also learn this divine fighting technique?" Shi Shaojian suddenly asked as they walked down the road.

Lin Bei looked slightly surprised: "Senior brother, why did you suddenly have this idea? Didn't you think this was too tiring?"

Shi Shaojian scratched his head somewhat awkwardly, "Well... I was just worried about encountering opponents I couldn't defeat. Since I've cultivated Divine Strike, I can ask the patriarch for help!"

Lin Bei gave him a thumbs up. "Your idea is right. When you encounter a strong enemy, whether you can win is one thing, but whether you can run away if you can't win is another matter entirely."

"When traveling, safety should be the priority. As long as I'm alive, it's not too late to take revenge after I've improved my cultivation!"

"Don't foolishly fight to the death unless you're in a desperate situation!"

Shi Shaojian nodded in deep agreement, "Junior Brother is right. We can't win because the opponents have lived longer and have higher cultivation levels. Maybe we can outlast them!"

Lin Bei secretly gave him a thumbs up in his heart; this was simply divine insight!

What if you don't make it through? In the cultivation world, don't be fooled by someone's white hair; their lifespan might not actually be as long as theirs. Once you die, they might even dig up your grave!

The two walked along the official road for nearly two hours, and the outline of a village began to appear faintly ahead.

"There's a village ahead, let's go there and rest for a bit," Lin Bei pointed ahead.

Shi Shaojian quickened his pace to catch up: "Finally, I can catch my breath. I'm exhausted after fighting tonight."

Lin Bei blinked. "You're just helping out here, and you're complaining about being tired?"

The two walked toward the village, and as they got closer, Lin Bei's pace suddenly slowed down.

A faint, almost imperceptible aura of death drifted from the direction of the village; it was very faint, but exceptionally clear in the night breeze.

Lin Bei stopped in his tracks, his gaze fixed on the village ahead. He activated his Divine Eye, channeling all his magical power into his eyes.

The next instant, his pupils suddenly contracted.

Above the village, a thick cloud of resentment hung in the air, and within the village, a dense aura of death rose into the sky like black pillars emerging from the rooftops of every household, soaring straight into the heavens.