Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

More than a dozen people rushed forward at the same time, and various magical artifacts wrapped in yin energy bombarded Shi Jian!

"court death."

A flash of lightning appeared in Shi Jian's eyes, and he took a step forward, his body crackling with lightning.

"Lightning flashes everywhere!"

Thunder erupted from his body, transforming into more than a dozen tiny lightning snakes that scattered and surged in all directions.

The moment those disciples were struck by the lightning, their bodies exploded on the spot, turning into a cloud of blood mist.

From the start to the end, it took no more than three breaths.

"Hmph, quite clever, knowing they're going to die!"

"Come out early, so I don't have to search for them one by one!"

Shi Jian patted off non-existent dust from his clothes and continued walking deeper into the passage.

Deep beneath Black Wind Ridge, in a vast underground cavern, hundreds of auras were simultaneously awakened by this commotion.

"Who dares to trespass on my Corpse Soul Sect!"

A loud shout came from deep within the cave.

Immediately afterwards, a series of hurried footsteps came from the depths of the passage.

Several middle-aged men dressed in black robes led hundreds of disciples out of the passage.

The group was led by several elders at the True Person realm. When they saw Shi Jian, they were first taken aback, and then they sneered.

"They must have eaten the King of Hell's gall! In this day and age, someone dares to attack my Corpse Soul Sect?"

"I thought he was a Taoist master!"

The leading elder, a late-stage True Person, scoffed, "Hmph, I wonder where this wild Taoist came from, thinking he has some skills and daring to trespass into my Corpse Soul Sect?"

"Are you tired of living?"

"Hmph, whoever he is, we'll skin him alive!"

"My Ten Thousand Ghosts Banner is just missing a main soul!"

Shi Jian stood with his hands behind his back at the cave entrance, looking at the group of heretical cultivators in front of him with icy eyes.

"You ants think you can skin me, Shi Jian?"

"Shi Jian?" Several elders' expressions changed simultaneously.

The name of the Thunder King has been renowned in the cultivation world for over a decade, and even the most secluded Corpse Soul Sect has heard of him.

During the battle to annihilate the Corpse Soul Sect, Shi Jian's cultivation was still weak, but his lightning technique was terrifying!

The name of the Thunder and Lightning Dharma King spread throughout the entire cultivation world after that battle.

"Maoshan Shijian?!"

"Thunder and Lightning King Shi Jian?!"

"How is this possible! How did he find his way here!"

"Didn't they say that the people from Maoshan don't concern themselves with things here?"

The leading elder, a late-stage True Person, was the first to regain his senses, suppressing the fear in his heart.

He roared, his voice blustering but his heart pounding, "So what if Shi Jian is strong!"

"Even when your Maoshan and Longhushan sects joined forces more than a decade ago, they couldn't destroy my Corpse Soul Sect!"

"Coming alone today is tantamount to suicide!"

"Charge! Kill him!"

Hundreds of disciples of the Corpse Soul Sect rushed forward at the same time, each holding a magical weapon, their ghostly energy surging.

Several evil magical artifacts exploded in the air, transforming into countless vengeful spirits and malevolent ghosts that swarmed towards Shi Jian.

Shi Jian sneered and took a step forward.

"act recklessly!"

"I've already told you, you're just a bunch of ants, you might as well just wait to die, why do you have to resist!"

"Today, I, Shi Jian, will annihilate your entire Corpse Soul Sect!"

He raised both hands simultaneously, and lightning suddenly gathered between his palms: "Thunderous Might!"

A thick bolt of lightning shot out from his palm with devastating power, slamming into the charging Corpse Soul Sect disciples.

boom!!!

The lightning exploded, and the dozen or so disciples at the forefront were simultaneously engulfed by it.

Screams rang out, and those struck by the lightning exploded instantly.

The remaining disciples were so frightened by the terrifying aura that they stopped in their tracks.

The elders behind him roared, "Don't stop! He's alone! We can wear him down!"

"The Wooden Stake Technique! Rise!"

Shi Jian made a hand seal, and the ground shook violently.

Dozens of massive wooden stakes, each as thick as an adult's embrace, emerged from the ground.

Each wooden stake was covered in runes, gleaming with a sharp golden light, as it rampaged through the narrow cave passage.

Those disciples who hadn't had time to retreat were smashed to pieces by the wooden stakes, their screams echoing everywhere.

In just a few breaths, dozens more disciples died tragically under the wooden stakes.

"Scatter! Scatter! Don't gather together!" An elder was jumping up and down in a panic.

The remaining disciples retreated desperately into the depths of the cave, unaware that Shi Jian had already flung out more than a dozen talismans with his left hand.

"Taiyi is in front, Leigong is behind."

"The Eight Trigrams protect the body, and the Three Platforms protect the elbows."

"I have been ordered by the Emperor to set up the altar."

"A divine talisman transforms into frost!"

"disease!"

"Taiyi Dividing Light Demon-Slaying Talisman Sword Formation! Activate!"

The talismans scattered in the air, each one transforming into a golden sword light.

More than a dozen sword lights crisscrossed, forming a dense sword net that completely blocked any escape route.

Dozens of slower disciples were instantly pierced through by the sword light and died on the spot.

The leading elders were ashen-faced; they never dreamed that one person could display such overwhelming combat power.

"How is that possible! How could he be so strong all by himself!"

"Isn't he a peak-level geomancer?!"

"How could it be so terrifying!"

"Retreat! Retreat to the inner palace!"

One of the elders made a quick decision and turned to run deep into the cave.

The remaining elders also ran inside, leaving the disciples behind as shields.

Shi Jian sneered. He wasn't in a hurry to chase after them. He first dealt with the remaining soldiers who were still struggling.

Then he threw out more than a dozen talismans, forming a talisman array that completely sealed off the cave entrance.

Only then did they leisurely walk deeper into the cave.

The passage from the cave entrance to the cave dwelling is several hundred meters long, and the further you go in, the denser the yin and death energy becomes.

The walls on both sides of the passage were inlaid with jet-black beads that emitted a ghostly green light.

Shi Jian walked to the end of the passage, and the scene before him made him pause.

What came into view was a huge underground palace.

The palace's dome hangs high, supported by dozens of stone pillars that hold up the entire space.

In the very center of the palace was a pool of blood, several meters wide.

The pool water was dark red, emitting a strong smell of blood and resentment.

Hundreds of stone pillars stood around the blood pool, and a child was tied to each pillar.

The children were between seven or eight and ten years old.

His face was ashen, his eyes were closed, and he showed no signs of life.

Their souls have been extracted, leaving only empty shells of bodies.

Shi Jian's gaze swept over the stone pillars one by one, his killing intent growing stronger.

"The Corpse Soul Sect...you deserve to die."

"If I don't wipe out your entire family today, I, Shi Jian, swear I will not be a human being!"

No sooner had he finished speaking than a chilling laugh echoed from the depths of the hall.

"Hehehe... What a boastful tone."

A figure slowly emerged from the shadows opposite the blood pool.

The man wore a dark red robe, his face was withered, his eyes were sunken, and he exuded a suffocatingly cold aura.

It was none other than Shi Wuming, the current sect leader of the Corpse Soul Sect.

Nine figures followed behind him, each exuding the profound aura of a geomancer.

Their cultivation levels ranged from the early stage of Earth Master to the peak of Earth Master. They lined up behind Shi Wuming, like nine guardian deities.

Behind them were more than twenty elders at the Human Master level, scattered throughout the main hall, surrounding Shi Jian in the middle.