Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Grandpa Hu San stood in the reception room, looking in the direction of Qingzhu Mountain, his eyes filled with complex emotions.

"Shi Jian, Shi Jian, don't push things too far."

On Qingzhu Mountain, Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian had already made preparations.

The two stood in the courtyard, with bundles of talismans hanging from their waists and magical implements in their hands, waiting for the arrival of the demons.

Shi Jian stood at the mountain gate, his eyes slightly closed, sensing the demonic aura in the distance.

Lin Bei gripped the Demon-Slaying Sword tightly, his palms sweating profusely. This was another hellish start.

Shi Shaojian touched the Bagua mirror in his hand, took several deep breaths, and tried to calm himself down.

Suddenly, Shi Jian opened his eyes wide, and a bolt of lightning shot out.

"They're here!"

As soon as he finished speaking, a rustling sound came from the distant mountains and forests. Then, Lin Bei saw countless weasels and gray rats emerging from the grass in the woods below the mountain.

hiss! ! !

Lin Bei gasped, his scalp tingling. If someone with trypophobia saw this, they might die on the spot.

Shi Shaojian wasn't much better off; the Bagua mirror in his hand was still trembling slightly.

Shi Jian stood at the very front, hands behind his back, lightning flashing in his eyes as he looked at the surging demon horde, a cold smile playing on his lips.

"We didn't kill them all last time, so this time is perfect, let's wipe them all out."

Hearing this, Lin Bei felt much more at ease. His master was indeed his master; in his eyes, the three thousand demons were just like three thousand ants.

The demon horde rushed to a point a hundred feet outside the mountain gate, then suddenly stopped. They all parted to the sides, making way for each other.

Huang San Niang emerged from behind the demon horde. Her wounds had mostly healed, and her fur had grown back, but it was grayish-white, unlike its previous golden color.

But the murderous aura only intensified, and his blood-red eyes were filled with hatred.

Behind Huang San Niang followed a huge gray rat.

This gray rat was as big as a calf, with fur that was grayish-black, and two front teeth sticking out, gleaming yellow.

As soon as it came out, its little eyes darted around, greedily staring at the dojo.

"Master Gray Nine!" Shi Jian recognized the gray rat, his voice cold and ruthless, "You've come here to die too?"

Master Hui chuckled, his voice shrill: "Shi Jian, don't put it so harshly. I'm just here to watch the fun, and by the way..."

It licked its lips. "While you're at it, see what good stuff you have here."

Shi Jian scoffed, "Watching the show? Bringing three thousand descendants to watch the show?"

Master Hui choked for a moment, and the smile on his face froze.

Huang Sanniang took two steps forward, her blood-red eyes fixed on Shi Jian.

"Shi Jian, I'm not here to waste my breath on you," Huang San Niang said in a hoarse voice. "Hand over Lin Bei so I can deal with him, and compensate my Huang family for their losses, and I might let you go."

"otherwise..."

"Otherwise what?" Shi Jian interrupted him.

"Otherwise, I'll raze your Green Bamboo Mountain to the ground!"

"Ha ha ha ha..."

Shi Jian laughed loudly, his laughter echoing in the night sky, making the little demons tremble all over.

"You want to flatten my Green Bamboo Mountain?" Shi Jian's laughter vanished, his eyes flashing with lightning. "You think you can?"

As soon as he finished speaking, Shi Jian took a step forward and instantly appeared in front of Huang San Niang.

With a flick of his right hand, lightning surged in his palm.

"Lightning Thunder Fist!"

With a punch, lightning crackled, heading straight for Huang San Niang's face.

Huang San Niang was prepared and retreated quickly. At the same time, she waved her claws, and her demonic energy condensed into a black shield, blocking her way.

The lightning struck the shield, causing it to explode with a loud bang. Half of the shield shattered, and Huang Sanniang was knocked back more than ten steps.

When Grey Ninth Master saw this scene, his eyelids twitched. Shi Jian's fist was harder than he had imagined.

"What are you standing there for? Go!" Huang San Niang shouted at Hui Jiu Ye.

Gray Ninth Master's eyes darted around, and he let out a sharp screech at the swarm of gray rats behind him.

"Men, charge!"

Three thousand rats surged toward the temple like a tidal wave.

Huang San Niang also let out a sharp shriek, followed closely by eight hundred weasels.

Four thousand demons, densely packed and overwhelming, rushed towards the Qingzhu Mountain Taoist temple.

Shi Jian stood at the front, looking at the surging demons, he sneered, and with a flick of his wrists, quickly changed hand seals.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, borrowing the power of heaven and earth. The Great Wooden Stake Technique!"

Countless wooden stakes, each as thick as a bowl, suddenly emerged from the ground. Each stake was engraved with runes and gleamed with dazzling golden light.

Wooden stakes appeared from all directions, and the demons at the forefront were smashed to pieces by the stakes, screaming in agony.

In just a moment, four or five hundred rat demons were smashed into mincemeat.

When Master Hui saw this scene, he trembled with heartache.

"Charge! Charge in! He doesn't have enough mana to sustain a large-scale spell!"

The demons trampled over the corpses of their companions and continued to charge forward.

Although the Wooden Stake Technique is powerful, Master Hui Jiu is right; Shi Jian's magical power is limited and he cannot use it indefinitely.

The light from the wooden stakes gradually dimmed, and their numbers dwindled.

Taking advantage of this opportunity, the demons broke through the wooden stakes and surged into the temple.

Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian were already prepared.

Upon seeing the demons rush in, he suddenly drew his demon-slaying sword, its dark blade gleaming coldly in the moonlight.

"Golden light appeared swiftly, enveloping my body!"

A golden light enveloped Lin Bei.

Then, stepping on the Yu Step, he charged into the demon horde and unleashed the Maoshan Demon-Slaying Sword Technique!

"level off hilltops!"

With a single horizontal slash, the sword energy split the three weasels in two.

"Broken bone!"

Immediately afterwards, the sword swiftly slashed downwards, splitting the rushing rat in two.

"Exorcise the demon!"

Sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword, piercing through the bodies of four or five weasels.

Shi Shaojian raised the Bagua Mirror and poured his magical power into its surface.

"The Eight Trigrams shine with golden light, slaying demons and monsters!"

A golden beam of light shot out from the mirror, sweeping across the surging demons.

Wherever the golden light passed, the bodies of the demons were cleanly severed in two, as if cut by a sharp blade.

The two stood back to back, and their attack sent the demon horde into chaos.

Although their cultivation level is not very high, there are just too many of them, and no matter how many times you kill them, you can't kill them all!

Lin Bei's hands were sore from hacking away, and his Demon-Slaying Sword was covered in blood.

Shi Shaojian's magical power was being depleted very quickly. The continuous output from the Bagua Mirror was simply too much for him to handle.

Just then, several weasels and rats with centuries of cultivation rushed out from behind the demon horde.

They bypassed Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian, heading straight for Shi Jian.

Shi Jian was dealing with Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye, leaving his back wide open.

Lin Bei saw this and roared.

"Master, be careful!"

Without turning his head, Shi Jian flicked his left hand behind him, unleashing a bolt of lightning.

"Five Thunder Dharma!"

The thunder exploded, blasting those centuries-old demons to pieces, leaving them utterly dead.

Shi Jian withdrew his hand and continued to deal with Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye.

Even with Huang San Niang and Hui Jiu Ye joining forces, they were still being overwhelmed by Shi Jian.

Shi Jian's Lightning Thunder Fist was extremely powerful and yang. With each punch, lightning exploded, causing the two great demons to scream in agony.

Huang San Niang's fur was scorched again, and Gray Ninth Master's tail was also blown off by lightning.

"Master Hui Jiu, if you don't go all out, we're all going to die here today!" Huang San Niang roared.