Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Lin Bei looked up at the demon-like figure in the sky and couldn't help but swallow hard: "Uncle-Master, it said we have to hand over the coffin fungus..."

"Hand it over my ass!" Four Eyes jumped up and down in a panic. "If you hand over Coffin Fungus, Senior Brother will be dead!"

"Besides, will they let us go if we hand this over?"

"The flying zombies are just as intelligent as humans. What if it takes the coffin fungus and then kills us all?"

"We're going to die anyway, so let's fight!"

The flying zombie stood there in the sky above the mortuary, wearing tattered armor, with bluish-gray skin and a dark, gloomy glow emanating from its body.

Those scarlet eyes looked at the mortuary, their gaze filled with disdain and murderous intent.

Just as the flying zombies descended, the ancestral tablet of the mortuary master in the main hall once again emitted a dazzling golden light.

Golden light surged from the main hall, forming a golden barrier above the mortuary, blocking out all the terrifying corpse energy and malevolent aura.

"The power of incense!"

The flying zombie was illuminated by the golden light and took half a step back, a hint of fear flashing in its eyes.

But the thought of his coffin fungus, which he had painstakingly nurtured for a hundred years, being stolen filled the flying zombie with murderous intent. He sneered, "A bunch of ants! They stole my coffin fungus, thinking they can get away with it by hiding in a dilapidated temple and relying on the power of incense?"

Upon seeing the golden barrier in the sky, Si Mu breathed a sigh of relief: "At this crucial moment, we can still rely on our ancestor! May our ancestor protect us!"

Seeing that the golden light barrier blocked its evil aura, the flying zombie condensed a dense mass of corpse energy at the tip of its right claw, transforming it into a black beam of light that slammed into the golden barrier.

boom!!!

With a loud bang, the golden light barrier shook violently, and several small cracks appeared on its surface.

But soon a large amount of incense energy surged from the main hall, repairing the cracks!

"Interesting!" The flying zombie sneered, raising both claws simultaneously.

The corpse energy surged wildly, condensing into two jet-black spears between its claws, which it hurled repeatedly at the golden light barrier.

The spear struck the barrier, exploding into bursts of black light, and the golden barrier cracked more and more.

As the power of incense is depleted, the repair speed becomes slower and slower.

Inside the main hall of the mortuary, four eyes stared at the memorial tablets, whose golden light was rapidly dimming, clearly not lasting much longer.

He was so anxious he stamped his feet and immediately used his divine power: "Grandmaster! Help me!"

However, this time none of the ancestral tablets responded.

In the underworld, not far from the Soul Collection Bureau, there is a grand hall!

The Crimson Sky Immortal was sitting cross-legged in the main hall, meditating with his eyes closed, when suddenly he opened his eyes wide.

He sensed the terrifying aura emanating from the mortal realm, and his expression darkened: "Flying zombies? What are these brats up to? They've been calling for help so frequently lately, and now they've even brought out flying zombies!"

After all, he was a junior disciple of his own sect, so he had no choice but to save him!

With a wave of his hand, a bronze mirror floated in the center of the hall.

The mirror reflected the crumbling golden barrier above the mortuary and the flying zombie outside the door, emanating a terrifying aura of death.

True Immortal Chixiao's expression completely changed: "Peak Flying Zombie... these brats have caused quite a bit of trouble!"

He sent out a telepathic message, and moments later dozens of figures converged from all directions, surrounding the main hall.

These are all the patriarchs of Maoshan throughout history, standing in a dense crowd, each radiating a long and profound spiritual aura.

The simultaneous appearance of dozens of patriarchs dispersed some of the yin energy in the main hall.

Everyone stared wide-eyed at the mortuary reflected in the bronze mirror and the flying zombies overhead.

Master Fenglei was the first to speak: "How could flying zombies have come to our door? Our junior disciples are still inside the mortuary!"

"nonsense!"

Master Chixiao slammed his fist on the table and stood up. "Lin Jiu, Simu, Lin Bei, Shi Shaojian... these are all the backbone of our Maoshan sect in the mortuary. Not to mention that brat Lin Bei is there too!"

"Then what are we waiting for?"

Another old patriarch, hot-tempered, stood up and shouted, "I'm going to the mortal realm right now to kill that flying zombie!"

"What's your hurry?"

An old ancestor with a gaunt face frowned and said, "The underworld has its own rules. We are now Yin Gods, and we are officially registered."

"How will we explain to the judge if we rashly descend to the mortal realm in our true form?"

"Who cares about judges!"

Master Fenglei roared, "Our juniors are about to be eaten by flying zombies, what do we care about rules now!"

"Just do it!"

"But we can't just do whatever we want!"

The gaunt patriarch shook his head, "If we descend to the mortal realm in our true forms, the situation will be completely different."

"At that point, not only the judge, but even Yama, the King of Hell, will likely have to get involved!"

"Our Maoshan sect may have some prestige, but that's not how you use prestige!"

Master Fenglei scoffed, "Come on, with your old-fashioned personality, by the time you come up with a solution, those brats will be dead!"

The two started arguing on the spot, and the dozens of elders in the main hall split into two factions, some supporting the rescue and others advocating for following the rules.

The arguments were constant, as lively as a vegetable market.

"Shut up, all of you!"

With a roar, True Immortal Chixiao unleashed his power, and all the elders fell silent.

He looked around and said, "I'm in charge. Save Lin Bei! I'll take responsibility if anything happens!"

Master Fenglei immediately laughed and said, "Good! Old Chixiao is a true friend! I'll go first!"

No sooner had the words left his mouth than several powerful auras surged forth from the underworld.

At the entrance of the main hall, the ten Yin Marshals, including Black and White Impermanence, Ox-Head and Horse-Face, and Day and Night Wanderers, appeared together.

With an imposing aura of the underworld, they blocked the entrance to the palace.

With a helpless expression, the Black and White Impermanence brandished their mourning staffs: "True Man Chixiao, with so many of you gathered together and making such a commotion, are you planning a rebellion?"

Master Chixiao frowned: "Seventh Master, Eighth Master, what do you mean by that?"

"What do you mean?"

Black Impermanence sighed, "True Man Chixiao, your Maoshan sect has repeatedly interfered in the affairs of the mortal world recently, and the underworld has been turning a blind eye to it."

"Now you actually want to descend to the mortal realm in your true form? This is a serious violation of the laws of the underworld. How are we supposed to explain this to our superiors?"

Bai Wuchang chimed in, "Master Chixiao, your Maoshan sect has a lot of influence, but don't make things difficult for us lowly ones."

"Judge Cui is already furious. If you continue like this, none of us will be able to stop this situation."

Master Chixiao's face turned completely cold: "Seventh Master, Eighth Master, my younger disciples from Maoshan are in imminent danger. Are you going to let me watch them die?"

"That's a matter for the mortal realm; it should be resolved by the cultivators there themselves."

Black Impermanence shook his head, "The underworld only governs the reincarnation of souls and does not interfere in the grudges of the mortal world."

"These are the rules of the underworld!"

"Rules are rules, but people are flexible!"

The Crimson Sky Immortal took a step forward, his body radiating brilliant spiritual light. "Today, this old man will go and take a look!"

The ten Yin Generals simultaneously took a step forward, their Yin energy surging and forming an invisible barrier outside the palace gate.

Black Impermanence said helplessly, "True Master Chixiao, don't make things difficult for us."