Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

The man in black robes extended both claws simultaneously, and two dense clusters of yin energy condensed at the tips of his claws, transforming into two enormous ghostly claws that grabbed at Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian respectively.

"Thunderbolt!"

Lin Bei threw a punch, and the lightning blasted away the ghost claw in front of him. The other ghost claw had already grabbed Shi Shaojian.

Shi Shaojian raised his Demon-Slaying Sword to block, and with a crisp clang, he was sent flying, rolling twice on the ground before he could get up for a long time.

"Senior brother!" Lin Bei roared, and lightning once again gathered in his palm.

"Evil way, die!"

"Third move, thunderous force!"

A bolt of lightning, several times thicker than before, shot out from his palm and slammed into the black-robed man's chest.

The man in black robes raised his hand and waved it, and a barrier of yin energy condensed in front of him. The lightning bolt struck the barrier and exploded with a bang. The barrier shook violently and a crack appeared.

"Your lightning magic is indeed impressive." The black-robed man's voice carried a hint of admiration, "but your cultivation level is too low. A mid-stage mage's lightning magic cannot harm me."

He reached into his robes with his right hand and took out a small banner.

The banner was entirely black, about the size of a palm, with densely packed ghost face patterns on its surface, emanating a chilling aura.

"Let me show you the Myriad Soul Banner I've crafted!"

The man in black robes poured his magic into the banner, and the small banner suddenly swelled in the wind, transforming into a giant black banner over ten feet tall. The ghost face patterns on the banner came to life, emitting countless shrill shrieks.

"go!"

With a flick of his finger, hundreds of vengeful spirits surged forth from the Myriad Souls Banner. These spirits, shrouded in intense resentment and malevolence, each possessed cultivation levels exceeding a hundred years, and they swept towards Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian in a massive, overwhelming attack.

Lin Bei's expression changed, and he retreated rapidly, simultaneously gathering lightning in both palms.

"Fourth move, Thor's Descent!"

He brought his palms together and then separated them, and a huge pillar of lightning shot out from his palms, transforming into a lightning phantom in the air, and crashed into the horde of vengeful ghosts.

Boom!

Dozens of vengeful ghosts were struck by the lightning phantom, screaming as they turned to ashes and vanished. Wherever the lightning passed, the vengeful ghosts were annihilated.

"Junior brother, I'll hold them off!"

Shi Shaojian struggled to run over, raised his sword to block Lin Bei, and chanted an incantation: "Golden light, appear quickly, cover my body!"

A golden light shone forth, and he wielded the Demon-Slaying Sword, employing the Bagua Sword Technique. With flashes of sword light, he forced back several fierce ghosts that had pounced on him.

There were too many vengeful ghosts. Shi Shaojian only managed to hold out for a dozen breaths before being ambushed from the side by a century-old vengeful ghost. Its claws grabbed his shoulder, instantly tearing his skin open, and intense ghostly energy seeped into his body through the wound.

"Ugh!" Shi Shaojian groaned, staggering.

"Senior brother!" Lin Bei's eyes were bloodshot as he pulled Shi Shaojian behind him and took out a talisman from his spatial stone.

The talisman was entirely blue, its surface covered with intricate runes, and it exuded a chilling aura of thunder.

The moment the man in black saw the talisman, his pupils constricted sharply: "A blue talisman? And a blue talisman with lightning attributes?"

"How did you come to have such a treasure?"

Without wasting any words, Lin Bei unleashed the Thunderstorm Talisman!

"The Five Thunderbolts Orthodox Method, thunder roars from the heavens, evil spirits are subdued, and all ghosts vanquished!"

"Imperial Edict!"

The Thunderstorm Talisman exploded in the air, turning into a blinding blue light. Immediately afterward, a terrifying bolt of lightning erupted from the light, covering an area of ​​several dozen feet in radius as if a heavenly thunder had descended upon the world.

Boom!

Hundreds of vengeful ghosts were simultaneously engulfed by lightning. A series of mournful screams rang out as those centuries-old ghosts turned to ashes in the lightning, without even a chance to struggle.

The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls trembled violently, and the ghost face patterns on its surface dimmed considerably, its spiritual power greatly diminished.

The man in black robes let out a furious shriek, his whole body trembling.

"The Banner of Ten Thousand Souls... My Banner of Ten Thousand Souls!"

Those vengeful ghosts were the result of years of effort he spent extracting the souls of thousands of ordinary people and then having them fight and devour each other within the Ten Thousand Soul Banner. Each one was the result of countless hours of his hard work.

Now that everything has turned to ashes, leaving not even a trace, how could he not be furious?

"You little bastard! You're asking for death!" The man in black robes roared and pounced on Lin Bei. Yin energy surged between his claws, transforming into two jet-black blades that aimed straight for Lin Bei's throat.

Lin Bei sneered and calmly took out another blue talisman from the space stone—a lightning strike talisman!

In his spatial stone, there were a total of nine blue talismans, including three thunderstorm talismans and six lightning strike talismans!

"Here, try this."

He flicked the lightning strike talisman in front of him and made hand seals.

"The Five Thunder Orthodox Method, Thunder Strike to Destroy Evil!"

The lightning strike talisman instantly transformed into a terrifying lightning bolt thicker than a water vat, shooting towards the man in black robes.

The black-robed man stared at the astonishingly thick pillar of lightning, his anger instantly transforming into extreme fear.

"How come you still have blue talismans! How many blue talismans do you have on you?!"

He desperately channeled the Yin energy within his body, condensing layer upon layer of shields in front of him, but those shields were as fragile as paper in the face of the power of the lightning strike talisman, shattering one layer after another.

boom!!!

The lightning bolt slammed into the black-robed man, engulfing his body in the lightning. He let out a piercing scream, and then his limbs exploded, sending blood and flesh flying everywhere.

A plume of black smoke shot out from his mangled body, and his soul actually tried to escape in the chaos.

"Trying to run away?"

Lin Bei had long anticipated this move. With a flick of his right hand, he took out a palm-sized bronze mirror from the spatial stone. It was the Soul-Capturing Mirror that he had obtained from the old master of the Yizhuang Manor.

He channeled his magic into the mirror, and the bronze mirror suddenly lit up, shooting out a golden light that precisely enveloped the black smoke.

"receive!"

The black smoke was enveloped by the golden light, unable to struggle at all, and was sucked into the Soul-Capturing Mirror.

Lin Bei flipped the mirror over and pasted a soul-suppressing talisman on it, completely sealing the black-robed man's soul.

After doing all this, he finally let out a long sigh of relief!

Shi Shaojian still had the claw mark on his shoulder, and he grimaced in pain: "Junior brother... that blue talisman of yours was too powerful... hundreds of vengeful ghosts were all gone in an instant..."

"I only had nine blue talismans in total, and I used two of them in one go this time." Lin Bei grinned with heartache. "But it was worth it. This kind of beast deserves to die without leaving a trace."

The two sat on the ground for a while before Lin Bei stood up.

He looked around the desolate village, staring at the corpses of the villagers lying in their houses, and remained silent for a long time.

"Senior brother, let's purify the resentment in the village first."

Shi Shaojian nodded and stood up, enduring the pain in his shoulder, to accompany Lin Bei as they began performing the ritual in the village.

Lin Bei sat cross-legged on the dirt road in the center of the village, his hands forming a mudra, and he slowly chanted a soul-soothing incantation.

"Heaven and earth are clear and bright, inherently without intention; encompassing emptiness and stillness, all things return to oneness. Separation and reunion suddenly disperse, emotions return to their source; I am like Bodhi, even if I transform and return to emptiness, all souls are still, I command you to soothe the heart and soul, calm the anger, suppress evil spirits, and restore the true self!"

"Imperial Edict!"

A beam of light shot out from his fingertip, exploded in the air, and transformed into thousands of golden specks of light, which fell like spring rain all over the village.

The resentment and deathly aura that lingered over the village were gradually being dispelled.

The black resentment was evaporated by the golden light, making a sizzling sound, and slowly dissipated into the night sky.

Shi Shaojian also formed hand seals and chanted a soul-soothing incantation to assist, and the combined magic of the two purified the resentment in the entire village completely.