Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

More than a dozen cardinals attacked simultaneously, and holy light surged toward Shi Jian like a tide.

"Hahaha, well done!"

"I'll show you what true power is!"

Shi Jian ignored the surging holy light, slowly raised his right hand, and chanted an ancient incantation.

"Heavenly Gang above... Earthly Fiends beside... I obey the command of the Three Mao True Lords, may this be done at once..."

"Nine Heavens Demon-Subduing, Dao-Breaking, and Form-Destroying Mantra... Third Form: Annihilation of Soul and Spirit!"

A bolt of purple lightning shot out from his palm, like an invisible blade slashing towards Pope Benedict Valentius in the center of the temple.

"Protect Your Majesty!"

All the cardinals rushed forward, casting their holy light in an attempt to block the attack!

what! ! !

More than a dozen cardinals screamed at the same time, clutching their heads and falling to their knees, their holy light rapidly dissipating.

The thunderous blade did not sever the physical body or the holy light, but instead struck directly at the soul.

Their souls trembled violently amidst the lightning, as if they might shatter at any moment.

"A bunch of useless trash!"

The Pope's expression changed drastically. He sensed the terrifying power contained within the lightning bolt—a forbidden power capable of erasing existence from the world.

He suddenly raised the scepter in his hand: "Divine Punishment of Heaven - The Fall of a Saint of a Thousand Pounds!"

Thousands upon thousands of golden holy light spears coalesced before him and shot out toward Shi Jian with a thunderous roar.

The divine spears converged in the air into a massive golden pillar of light, crashing down on Shi Jian with an aura of annihilation.

"Want to kill me? Go ahead and have your fun!"

Shi Jian laughed heartily, then suddenly retreated, flashing back into the spatial passage that was not yet completely closed.

He had just stepped through the passage when he shattered the entrance with a backhand strike.

The golden beam of light lost its target and landed in a populated area not far from the Western Papacy, exploding into a blinding flash of light.

boom!!!

The entire temple shook violently, and the golden beam of light exploded in the town outside the temple, instantly destroying large areas of buildings and homes.

The neighborhood was razed to the ground, with heavy casualties and screams and wails echoing through the sky.

"No...!" The Pope watched helplessly as the spear fell on the settlement of his followers, his face filled with pain and despair.

In the Holy City Hall, the massacre that almost no one could see clearly had ended.

Three cardinals fell on the spot, and countless powerful figures at the level of archbishops of the Holy Domain and archbishops of the Holy Light were killed or injured, with dozens more wounded.

Amidst the ruins, Pope Leonidas stood in the ravaged hall, his face ashen.

He looked up at the vanished spatial rift, his eyes filled with anger and resentment.

"Maoshan...Shi Jian..."

His voice carried a suppressed killing intent, "What a Thunder King."

Kyushu, in front of church ruins.

After the spatial rift completely closed, Shi Jian reappeared before everyone.

The remaining knights and priests in the square were still slumped in the ruins, their faces filled with terror.

Shi Jian glanced at Kazimir in the ruins, then casually waved his hand, and a bolt of lightning killed him.

This person is no longer of any use; keeping him around is just a waste of food!

Samuel and Roderick were not spared either, turning to ashes in Shi Jian's lightning.

Only the misled common people remained, standing blankly at the edge of the square, watching this divine punishment that they could not comprehend.

Lin Bei limped over, looking at the several corpses lying on the ground: "Master, you just barged into their lair like that? What if..."

"What if what?"

Shi Jian glanced at him and said, "They dare to touch the people of Maoshan. It's already being polite for me to make a trip to their lair."

Zhang Zhiling also came over and bowed to Shi Jian, saying, "Junior Zhang Zhiling greets Celestial Master Shi."

Shi Jian nodded: "You've arrived just in time. Go back and tell your grandmaster that the Western Vatican might be making some moves recently, and ask the Celestial Master's Mansion to keep an eye on it."

"I understand."

Lin Bei glanced in the direction of the church: "Master, there are some... things inside the church."

Shi Jian followed his gaze and saw that all the priests in the church had run away, leaving only some remaining holy artifacts.

Lin Bei limped over to Kazimir's body, squatted down, and began to grope his body.

Shi Jian raised an eyebrow. This kid was rummaging through a corpse? And he was doing it so brazenly?

Lin Bei took out a ring, several badges inlaid with holy light gems, and a roll of parchment from Kazimierz.

Although those items carried the aura of the Vatican, the materials were all of good quality.

He also picked up the broken half of the scepter. Although the gem on the head of the scepter had dimmed, the material of the scepter itself was a rare material, which might still be used for refining weapons.

"Hehe, these foreign things are weird, but the materials are good." Lin Bei stuffed everything into the space stone.

Shi Jian glanced at him, his lips twitching slightly. Instead of stopping him, he showed a hint of satisfaction.

"Collecting spoils is a fine tradition among practitioners."

Shi Jian said calmly, "You're not shameful."

"Master...you understand me best." Lin Bei chuckled.

Lin Bei rummaged around for a while, then took a small box out of the church, placed it on the ground, and opened it. Inside, several rows of small yellow croakers and some jewelry were neatly stacked.

"These foreigners certainly didn't skimp on their loot."

Zhang Zhiling, watching from the side, couldn't help but laugh: "Brother Lin, I like your master's style."

"That's right, look who your master is." Lin Bei deftly put the box into his spatial stone.

Bai Ling popped out from the corner at some point, jumped onto Lin Bei's shoulder, and rubbed her head against his ear.

Lin Bei patted her head and turned to look at the people who were slowly dispersing from the square.

"Are they alright?" Zhang Zhiling asked.

"Everything's alright for now."

Shi Jian glanced at the people and said, "The influence of the power of faith has been dispelled by my thunderous roar."

"As long as no one continues to incite them, they will be able to fully recover in a while."

"And what about this church..." Lin Bei pointed to the church.

"Burn it."

Shi Jian turned and walked out of the town, "to prevent others from using these things to mislead the people."

Lin Bei nodded, took out a stack of fire talismans from his spatial stone, and threw them toward the church.

The fire talisman exploded, and the flames spread rapidly, engulfing the church and its contents.

Flames shot into the sky, illuminating half the town.

The townspeople stood at a distance, watching in silence as the church they had prayed for day and night collapsed in flames.

Lin Bei stood outside the firelight, watching the people slowly disperse, and sighed inwardly.

Shi Jian glanced at Lin Bei: "Remember, return to Maoshan in six months and prepare to participate in the Luotian Grand Ceremony."

"Yes, Master." Lin Bei nodded.

Zhang Zhiling stood to the side, bowing respectfully to Shi Jian.

Shi Jian nodded, tore open the void, and disappeared into the lightning.

Zhang Zhiling walked over to him and patted him on the shoulder: "Let's go, it's time to go back."

"Let's go... damn it... more treatments needed!"