Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Just as tensions were running high between the two sides, an even more powerful aura descended from the void.

Inside the main hall, space distorted for a moment, and a figure dressed in a dark green official robe and wearing a black gauze hat slowly walked out.

This man held the Book of Life and Death in his left hand and the Judge's Pen in his right. His face was calm and his eyes were like a deep abyss.

Upon seeing Judge Cui's arrival, all the elders concealed their auras and dared not act again.

They were not afraid of the Ten Underworld Marshals' strength, but the Four Judges were different; their divine authority and strength far surpassed those of the Underworld Marshals.

Master Chixiao's expression changed, but he still cupped his hands in greeting: "Lord Judge Cui!"

Judge Cui's gaze swept over the dozens of Maoshan patriarchs in the main hall, and he said in a calm tone, "True Man Chixiao, your Maoshan sect has gone a bit too far lately."

"Lord Cui..." True Man Chixiao began to explain.

Judge Cui raised his hand to interrupt him: "I know what you want to say. That flying zombie is indeed troublesome, and your junior disciples are indeed in imminent danger."

"But rules are rules, don't forget who you are now."

"As a Yin spirit, it is against the rules to descend to the mortal realm in your true form."

"Whether in the mortal realm or in heaven and on earth, your Maoshan sect is indeed powerful, but don't forget, this is... the underworld!"

"I have already made an exception and allowed you to use the method of possessing incense sticks to attack several times. Do not push your luck."

The main hall was completely silent.

Master Chixiao clenched his fists, but dared not say another word.

Judge Cui has made his point very clear. If things continue, he might be accused of rebellion.

Although Maoshan is indeed very powerful in the underworld, occupying many divine positions.

However, other sects also have their own patriarchs below them, and they are all eyeing these divine positions!

Given the chance, these people will absolutely bite like mad dogs!

In the mortuary! Above the mortuary, the golden barrier was covered in cracks from the continuous attacks of the flying zombies, and the golden light at the edges had dimmed to the point of almost disappearing.

The flying zombie let out a sinister laugh: "Break!"

A terrifying giant hand, formed from corpse energy, slammed heavily onto the barrier, causing golden light to explode.

It turned into countless golden fragments that drifted into the night sky before disappearing completely.

The flying zombie suddenly swooped down towards the mortuary, its terrifying aura pressing down like a mountain!

Their eyes stared in terror at the shattered golden barrier.

Si Mu stumbled and scrambled into the main hall: "Grandmaster! Help! Flying zombies have come to our door!"

The memorial tablets on the altar were completely silent, just like before, without even a glimmer of golden light.

"Grandmaster! Please show your power!"

Four Eyes stamped his feet in frustration, "Your grand-disciples are going to be killed by the flying zombies!"

Seeing that the ancestral tablets remained unresponsive, Si Mu's expression changed drastically: "Oh no! Something must have happened in the underworld too! What's holding the ancestral masters back?!"

Si Mu's heart sank to the bottom, and he turned to look in the direction of the door.

The flying zombie had already landed above the courtyard wall, its scarlet eyes fixed intently on the main hall.

"We can only ask the Master for help! Hopefully, it's not too late!"

He gritted his teeth, bit his tongue hard, and spat out a mouthful of blood essence. He quickly formed hand seals and transformed into a streak of blood-red light in the air, flying towards Maoshan.

"Master! Help!"

The flying zombie landed in the yard, cracking the ground with each step it took.

It was enveloped in a terrifying aura, and all the flowers and trees in the yard had withered and died.

It glanced at the people in the main hall and sneered, "Those ants who stole my coffin fungus, and a few small scum from Maoshan... I'll deal with them all today."

It raised its right claw, and a terrifying mass of corpse energy condensed at the tip of the claw. The power contained in that corpse energy made the legs of all four people feel weak.

The fat Taoist priest Huang Junyi collapsed to the ground, on the verge of tears: "What sins have I committed... First I was chased by zombies, then flying zombies blocked my door..."

Lin Bei stood at the entrance of the main hall, looking at the terrifying flying zombie, his legs trembling slightly.

"There's no escaping it, no way to escape it. Rather than waiting to die, we might as well fight!"

He took a sudden step forward, his hands rapidly forming hand seals, and he chanted an incantation: "The primordial chaos opened heaven and earth! The duality of Yin and Yang reveals the mysteries!"

"I am acting on the personal command of the Supreme Lord! The divine general must arrive swiftly without hesitation!"

"Now we beseech the Patriarch to descend to the mortal world! To subdue demons and monsters and display divine power! Divine strike!"

However, the memorial tablet did not react at all!

Four Eyes cried out in despair, "Stop fucking reciting! What good is your half-baked martial arts?!"

"If the patriarch is coming, he'll be here soon! Run!"

Lin Bei did not stop. He bit his tongue hard, spitting a mouthful of blood between his hands, and chanted the incantation again, but this time the incantation was different.

"This disciple burns incense to communicate with the Three Realms, and respectfully invites the Thunder Lord to descend in his Dharma form."

"Above the Nine Heavens, all generals of the Thunder Department!"

"Disciple Lin Bei wishes to borrow divine power!"

"Hurry, hurry, as the law commands! Imperial decree!"

The flying zombie narrowed its eyes slightly, its gaze towards Lin Bei now filled with scrutiny: "Summon a god? With your level of cultivation, how powerful could the god you summon possibly be?"

Just then, a tremendous force suddenly surged into Lin Bei's body.

The power was violent and profound, carrying the destructive aura of thunder, rampaging through his meridians, causing every inch of his muscles to tremble violently.

"You fucking..." Lin Bei squeezed out two words through gritted teeth, "Shut up, Daoist Master!"

A blinding flash of lightning suddenly appeared between Lin Bei's brows.

At the same time, his whole body was filled with lightning, which enveloped him, and a vast and mighty lightning power burst out from his body!

A thunderclap echoed in the sky, and a phantom figure appeared out of thin air behind Lin Bei.

Si Mu was immediately stunned: "Holy crap, the summoning of the gods really worked!"

The figure was tall and imposing, clad in lightning-patterned armor and wielding a lightning hammer.

His body was wrapped in silvery-white lightning, and his golden eyes were like two blazing suns hanging in the night sky.

"I am Marshal Gou, one of the twenty-eight generals of the Thunder Department!"

The voice boomed like thunder in the clouds, "Lin Bei, disciple of Maoshan, lend me your divine power!"

Lin Bei suddenly opened his eyes, lightning flashing within them. His aura instantly surged several times over, and the lightning around him solidified into a tangible form.

He stared at the flying zombie in front of him, roared angrily, and clenched his right fist.

Lightning coalesced in his palm into a thunderous warhammer, which slammed down upon the flying zombie with earth-shattering power: "The Wrath of the Thunder God!"

The flying zombie sensed the terrifying power of the thunder, its expression changed slightly, and it dared not take the hammer head-on, retreating rapidly.

Lin Bei's speed was several times faster than before. When the thunder hammer fell, it brought with it a wave of thunder, which blasted away most of the corpse energy around the flying zombie.

The flying zombie was knocked back several steps, letting out an angry roar: "Insect! How could you possibly borrow the power of the Thunder God General!"

Lin Bei landed a successful blow and swung his hammer down again, causing lightning to explode in the courtyard, turning everything around him into dust.

However, this hammer blow was significantly weaker than the previous one, and his body was beginning to succumb to the corrosive power of the lightning, with fine cracks appearing on his skin.

The power of that Thunder God General was too domineering; even a mid-stage Iron Bone body couldn't withstand it for long.