Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Just as night fell, the sky suddenly changed dramatically!

Lightning flashed and thunder roared, and a sudden gale arose!

Immediately afterwards, large raindrops pelted down, turning into a torrential downpour in an instant.

Si Mu suddenly burst out of the house, stood under the eaves, and looked up at the torrential rain outside: "Damn it, it really is raining!"

"Junior Brother Qianhe..." Simu frowned, his eyes filled with worry.

Master Ikkyu stood by the window, looking at the torrential rain outside, his face extremely grim.

During the day, he had suggested that Chizuru dismantle the tent to reduce the accumulation of yin energy and allow her to bask in more sunlight.

But now the rain is coming so suddenly that once the ink line on the bronze horn and golden coffin gets wet, the seal will fail.

The consequences...

"Amitabha... What about Daoist Qianhe...?"

"What's the point of worrying now!"

Si Mu cursed, "This rain came so suddenly, I wonder where my junior brothers are."

"If the bronze-cornered, gold-plated coffin gets wet in the rain, the ink line will become damp..."

Si Mu didn't finish his sentence, but everyone understood what he meant.

Lin Bei also came out, looking up at the torrential rain, his unease growing stronger: "Uncle-Master, should we go after them and see?"

Si Mu remained silent for a moment, then turned and went back into the house. When he came out, he was carrying a huge bronze sword, as wide as a door panel.

"Shaojian, Jiale, you two stay at the temple."

Shi Shaojian, holding the Demon-Slaying Sword, exclaimed, "Uncle-Master, I'm going too!"

"Where are you going!"

Four Eyes glared at him. "Keep a close watch on the dojo!"

"If anything comes near, you have to protect your own people!"

Shi Shaojian wanted to say something, but after being glared at by Si Mu, he obediently shut his mouth.

Four Eyes turned and called out, "Hey, you old bald monk, do you want to come along?"

Master Ikkyu had already gone back to his room to retrieve several Buddhist artifacts: "This humble monk will naturally go. It was this humble monk who suggested dismantling the shed during the day. If anything really happens, this humble monk will be held responsible."

"Qingqing".

Master Ikkyu turned around and called out, "Go stay next door with Jiale and the others, and don't wander off."

Qingqing nodded and quickly ran over from next door.

Her cultivation level is even lower than Jia Le's. With Shi Shaojian in charge of the dojo, at least her safety can be guaranteed.

Just then, a blinding bolt of lightning ripped across the sky.

Immediately afterwards, a deafening clap of thunder boomed from afar, in the direction Chizuru and the others had gone.

Four Eyes' expression suddenly changed: "This is bad!"

Three figures rushed out of the courtyard at the same time, braving the torrential rain and running wildly in the direction Qianhe had left.

At this moment, the tall forest was shrouded in torrential rain, accompanied by flashes of lightning and thunder.

Master Qianhe's team arrived here in the evening, originally planning to set up a simple tent for the night.

But to his surprise, before the tent was even set up, a sudden downpour began.

Chizuru wiped the rain off her face, inwardly cursing herself for being so foolish as to listen to that monk's nonsense and dismantle the shed during the day.

The officers and soldiers hurriedly set up the shed, but before they could completely cover the bronze-cornered golden coffin, it was soaked by the rain.

Rain pattered on the coffin, and the cinnabar in the ink line began to seep out little by little.

Chizuru stood beside the coffin, watching the ink lines on the surface of the bronze-cornered, gold-plated coffin being washed away by the rain, and her heart sank.

"Master!"

The eldest apprentice, Adong, ran over, "The rain is too heavy, the ink line won't last long!"

"We have to hold on, even if we can't!"

Chizuru gritted her teeth, "Go get the rest of the ink line and wrap it a few more times!"

Just then, the downpour suddenly stopped.

Just as everyone was rejoicing, a bolt of lightning suddenly struck the bronze horn and golden coffin!

Boom!!!

The moment the bronze coffin was struck by lightning, several soldiers holding the ropes were also struck by the electric current and their bodies were violently thrown away.

White smoke rose from the charred corpse, which didn't even have time to let out a scream.

The ink lines on the surface of the coffin seemed to have been struck by some terrifying force, and at the same time they lit up with a dazzling golden light.

A net of light was formed, tightly binding the contents of the coffin and preventing it from escaping.

"not good!"

Chizuru's expression changed drastically. "East, west, south, north! Quickly, bring the corpse-binding lock!"

But they still underestimated the power of the heavenly lightning.

The lightning not only cleaved open the coffin lid but also poured into the coffin.

The zombie in the coffin was protected by the royal family's fortune. Instead of being struck by lightning, it absorbed the power of the heavenly lightning and used that violent energy to break free from the binding of the ink line.

The four men, from the east, west, south, and north, frantically retrieved the body-binding locks, but before they could even get close to the coffin, the lid suddenly exploded open.

boom!

A zombie covered in a thick aura of death leaped straight out of the coffin!

Roar! ! !

"Damn it, you zombie...?"

Chizuru gasped, "It actually evolved after being struck by lightning!"

Originally just a purple zombie about to break through, it has now been infused with heavenly lightning.

Not only did it not die, but it also used the violent power of thunder to forcefully break through the bottleneck and cross the threshold from purple zombie to hairy zombie.

After landing, Mao Jiang didn't even glance at Qian He. Instead, he grabbed the nearest constable and bit down hard on his neck with his fangs.

His blood was completely drained in just a few breaths.

Mao Jiang loosened his grip on the corpse, licked the blood from the corner of his mouth, and turned his crimson eyes toward Qianhe.

Chizuru's face turned ashen, and she abruptly drew her longsword from her waist.

The sword gleamed with a faint golden light; this was the Heavenly Gang Subduing Demon Imperial Sword, which he cultivated using the imperial dynasty's fortune as its foundation.

"East, West, South, North! Follow me!" Qianhe shouted and charged forward first.

Roar! ! !

Mao Jiang let out a low roar, then stomped his foot and shot towards Qian He.

"Heavenly Dipper Subduing Demon Imperial Sword! First Form: Imperial Slaying Evil!"

Qianhe unleashed a sword strike, its light carrying a sharp sword aura as it cleaved towards Mao Jiang's chest.

Mao Jiang raised his hand to block, and the sword blade struck his arm, sending sparks flying, leaving only a shallow white mark on the corpse armor.

Chizuru's expression changed drastically. His sword strike, with seventy percent of its power, couldn't even break through the opponent's skin.

"So hard?" Chizuru's heart sank.

Mao Jiang swung his claw back, and Qianhe dodged to the side, but was still a beat too slow. Five bloody marks were slashed across her right arm, and blood gushed out instantly.

A terrifying aura of death seeped into his body through the wound!

"Four brats! Tie them to the death lock!"

As Qianhe shouted, she changed her moves, thrusting out her magic sword repeatedly, causing golden light to explode.

Simultaneously, four chains, one each in the east, west, south, and north, were thrown out, coiling around the limbs of the zombie like long snakes.

Mao Jiang suddenly struggled, and the two chains snapped on the spot. The remaining two chains were also shattered after only a moment of binding before he was sent flying.

Taking this opportunity, Chizuru took out a handful of glutinous rice and applied it to the wound.

The dense aura of death was drawn out by the glutinous rice!

Immediately, Qianhe bit her tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the sword, causing the golden light on the sword to surge several times over.

"Heavenly Gang Subdues Demons, Imperial Supreme Position Reigns!" Qianhe gripped her sword with both hands and unleashed a powerful strike!

The sword struck Mao Jiang squarely in the chest, producing a dull thud.

Mao Jiang was forced back three steps by the blow, leaving a deep sword wound on his chest, from which thick corpse energy emanated.