Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Li Yuantong tensed up suddenly, and his magical power surged instantly!

The two copper bells rang out without wind, producing a clear, tinkling sound.

"who!"

However, there was not a single response!

The chilling aura came and went quickly, disappearing completely into the deep mountains in a moment, as if it had never existed.

Li Yuantong stood there for a long time, and only breathed a sigh of relief when he was sure the other party had really left.

He felt a chill of fear; the other party's cultivation level was far above his own.

The enemy was in the dark while we were in the light; if we had actually fought just now, I'm afraid...

"Let's go!" Li Yuantong no longer hesitated and led everyone away quickly, waiting for the arrival of the sect's next batch of powerful figures.

Inside a hidden cave deep in the dense forest!

Liu Santong sat cross-legged on a blue stone, his murderous aura slowly receding.

Awei stood at the cave entrance, staring blankly at the night outside.

"It's a pity...it's not from Maoshan."

Liu Santong said with some disappointment, "The Divine Firmament Sect... their thunder magic is rather interesting."

"It's best not to provoke those old fogies in their sect for now!"

He looked down at the corpse tattoos on his arm; the color had deepened a bit since then.

As more villages were slaughtered, the malevolent energy accumulated rapidly, but what he wanted was not just the blood and vital energy of these mortals.

"Those hidden treasures deep in the mountains are what I truly need."

. . . . . .

Meanwhile, Lin Bei and his group walked for more than half a month before entering a continuous mountainous area.

This area is mountainous and densely forested, sparsely populated, and you might not encounter a village even after walking for a whole day.

That night, the two found a sheltered rock face in a mountain hollow and decided to spend the night there.

"Ugh, I knew I shouldn't have come out with you!"

Shi Shaojian, holding Bai Chen, poked at the fire and complained, "I don't even know where we've gone. We've been acting like wild men all this time!"

"They lived a life of hardship, sleeping outdoors and barely having enough to eat!"

Lin Bei sat by the fire, teasing Little White Spirit.

Without turning his head, he said, "Senior brother, cultivation is not only about cultivating the body, but also about cultivating the mind!"

"Tch..." Shi Shaojian curled his lip.

Little Bai Ling hugged Lin Bei's finger and kept licking it.

During this period, Lin Bei would send a stream of spiritual energy to Xiao Bai Ling every day.

The little creature, nourished by spiritual energy, is becoming increasingly supernatural.

Within Maoshan, there is a method called the Spiritual Contract Method!

Once the contract is signed, the little guy can become a staff member of Maoshan.

Moreover, the pure energy of Maoshan can be used to cleanse the demonic energy, fundamentally transforming it into a spiritual beast.

Unfortunately... Lin Bei doesn't know the Spirit Contract technique, so he can only wait until he returns to Maoshan to figure it out, since the little guy is still too young!

Just then, Lin Bei's expression suddenly changed.

A very faint sound came from the distant mountains and forests.

"What's wrong?" Shi Shaojian stopped alertly.

"There's movement over there..."

Lin Bei put Bai Ling in his arms, extinguished the fire, and quietly crept towards that direction, with Shi Shaojian carrying Bai Chen close behind.

After passing through a dense forest, the two stopped on a hillside.

Below, on an open ground, a dozen or so men in black were gathered together, acting furtively.

"Are these people... tomb raiders?" Shi Shaojian guessed subconsciously.

Lin Bei shook his head, his face cold: "They're not tomb raiders. Listen carefully to what they have to say."

The two held their breath and focused their magical power into their ears.

The voices of those people could be faintly heard; they weren't speaking Chinese, but rather some kind of foreign language from Japan.

"...The tomb entrance is just ahead..."

"...The great Onmyoji said there's something important inside..."

"...A swift and decisive battle is needed; we must evacuate before dawn..."

After listening to a few sentences, Shi Shaojian's expression changed: "This is... Japanese gibberish?"

"Japanese barbarians..."

Lin Bei's voice carried a chilling coldness, "A bunch of Japanese scum, how dare they come to our territory to dig up graves."

"What are they looking for?"

"No matter what you look for, it's not a good thing."

Lin Bei placed Bai Ling, whom he was holding, into Shi Shaojian's arms to prevent the little one from getting hurt if they started fighting later.

As for Shi Shaojian, he can just stand behind and watch!

Lin Bei took out the Demon-Slaying Sword. "Let's go, let's follow them and see."

Shi Shaojian stared blankly at the little fox in his hand, his lips twitching slightly.

This junior brother is always like this; whenever there's a fight, he's responsible for standing at the back and shouting encouragement!

How could he, a powerful Taoist priest, bear this?

Are these two senior and junior brothers... reversed?

Despite his displeasure, Shi Shaojian still followed Lin Bei closely!

The two men stealthily made their way to the clearing, using the trees and rocks as cover to approach the men in black.

A dozen or so men in black stood in front of a mountain wall, gesturing something towards it.

Lin Bei frowned as he looked at the people's attire.

The few Onmyoji in front, dressed in black kimonos with gloomy faces.

They emanated faint magical energy fluctuations, their cultivation level ranging from Taoist priest to sorcerer.

The one leading the group should be at the True Person realm!

There were also several ninjas dressed in black bodysuits and with their faces covered.

"They're looking for the entrance to the tomb," Shi Shaojian said in a low voice.

Lin Bei gestured for Shi Shaojian to be quiet, his eyes fixed on the Japanese slaves!

Suddenly, the older of the two Onmyoji began to spin his compass violently, pointing it towards a spot on the mountainside.

He shouted in Japanese, and several ninjas immediately stepped forward and began digging into the mountainside with tools.

Soon, a dark cave entrance appeared on the mountain wall, which looked to be at least several hundred years old.

The group of Japanese soldiers let out a suppressed cheer, and then they all squeezed into the cave entrance.

"Let's go in and take a look."

Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian took advantage of the darkness to sneak to the cave entrance and peek inside.

The cave was so dark you couldn't see your hand in front of your face, and all you could hear was the sound of the Japanese soldiers' footsteps fading into the distance.

"Be careful, this tomb is old, there might be traps."

Lin Bei whispered a reminder and took the lead into the cave entrance.

The cave entrance is narrow, allowing only one person to pass at a time.

After walking about several dozen steps, the passage suddenly opened up.

It transformed into a massive tomb passage several meters high, with densely packed reliefs carved on the walls on both sides.

The two followed the Japanese slaves inside, where a huge tomb chamber appeared, as big as half a basketball court.

There was an ever-burning lamp in each of the four corners of the tomb chamber, its dim light illuminating the huge stone coffin in the center of the chamber.

The Japanese slaves were surrounding the stone coffin, while several Onmyoji were chanting incantations in front of it, seemingly performing a spell.

"Who is buried in this tomb?" Shi Shaojian asked in a low voice.

Lin Bei turned his head and stared at Shi Shaojian as if he were an idiot: "You're asking me? Who am I supposed to ask?"

"Next time you ask that kind of question, you might as well go ask the patriarch of the underworld!"

Shi Shaojian stared at Lin Bei with resentful eyes, like a wronged little wife!

"Judging by this rank, he's at least a general or commander-in-chief."

Lin Bei simply ignored him and looked at the reliefs on the wall. "Those murals depict war scenes. This person must have been given a proper burial after dying in battle."

"Isn't that obvious?" Shi Shaojian couldn't help but retort.

Just as Lin Bei was about to retort, a muffled loud noise suddenly came from the center of the tomb.