Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

At the entrance to the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, the sound of the stone gate exploding shook the entire Zhongnan Mountain.

Countless vengeful ghosts poured out of the cave entrance, a dark mass that blotted out the sky.

The mournful wails and howls of ghosts came from all directions, sharp and piercing. The once clear sky instantly darkened, dark clouds rolled, and a cold wind howled. The temperature within a hundred feet plummeted, and a thick layer of white frost formed on the grass.

Lin Bei stood at the back of the crowd, watching the dense horde of fierce ghosts swarm out of the cave entrance, and a chill ran down his spine.

This was the first time in his life he had ever seen such a scene.

These vengeful ghosts were on a completely different level from the ones he had encountered before; each one was enveloped in an intense, overwhelming aura of resentment.

Tens of thousands of vengeful ghosts surged out at the same time, and the terrifying yin energy pressed down from the sky. The air was filled with a putrid stench that made people want to vomit.

"Holy crap, this is way too much!" Shi Shaojian stood next to Lin Bei, his voice trembling and his legs shaking.

"How are we supposed to fight so many vengeful ghosts?"

Lin Bei swallowed hard, drew his demon-slaying sword from his waist, and pulled a handful of yellow talismans from his bundle, holding them between his fingers. "We have to fight them off, no matter how many. We can't let these things rush down the mountain; otherwise, things will really get out of control!"

"Give it to the Taoist priest!"

Just as he was about to rush forward using the Yu Step, he heard a loud shout from ahead.

"Lightning Bolt Fist, Third Form: Thunderous Might!"

Shi Jian's voice boomed like thunder, making the entire valley buzz.

Lin Bei looked up and saw Shi Jian standing at the front, his gray robe fluttering without wind, and blue and white lightning surging wildly around him.

He thrust his hands forward with a bang, and two enormous bolts of lightning, each as thick as a water vat, shot out from his palms and crashed into the center of the ghost horde.

boom!!!

The moment the lightning bolt exploded, dozens of vengeful ghosts were instantly obliterated, without even having a chance to scream.

Those nearby vengeful spirits were caught in the aftershocks and severely injured. Black smoke billowed from their bodies as they screamed and shrank back, their ghostly faces filled with terror.

"Master is awesome!" Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian cheered loudly, almost ready to grab a small stool.

Seeing this, the elders from each faction dared not stand still and rushed forward using their respective methods.

"Amitabha! You wicked beings, you shall enter the Avici Hell!" Master Liaokong uttered a Buddhist chant, tossed his prayer beads into the air, and the beads instantly scattered, transforming into dozens of golden prayer beads, each carrying a rich Buddhist light, which blasted towards the horde of ghosts.

The vengeful ghost struck by the Buddha's light emitted smoke and let out a mournful scream, before being purified by the Buddha's light and vanishing into nothingness.

Master Qingxu looked furious. He never expected that the Quanzhen Sect's centuries-old foundation would almost be ruined by a traitor.

"Disciples, heed my command! Form the array and protect the Dharma!" Master Qingxu roared, causing rocks to fall from the mountainside. "All Quanzhen disciples, proceed to the back mountain immediately!"

The sound pierced through the clouds and split the rocks, spreading throughout the entire Zhongnan Mountain.

Before long, responses came from all directions. Hundreds of Quanzhen disciples, carrying magical artifacts, rushed over from various mountain paths, led by Li Zhichang, Wang Zhiyuan, and Zhang Zhihe.

Before Li Zhichang even got close, he saw the mountain full of fierce ghosts, and his expression changed drastically!

"What's going on? So many vengeful ghosts!" Wang Zhiyuan's voice trembled!

"Stop talking nonsense, just kill them!" Li Zhichang didn't stop walking, drew his peach wood sword, and charged into the horde of ghosts.

"Disciples of Quanzhen, heed my command! Form the Seven Star Sword Formation!"

Dozens of Quanzhen disciples quickly formed a battle formation, their swords flashing and their sword energy crisscrossing, blocking the fierce ghosts that rushed to the outer perimeter.

When Lin Bei saw Li Zhichang and the other two arrive, he grinned and turned to Shi Shaojian, shouting, "Senior brother, don't just stand there, let's go!"

"Golden light appeared swiftly, enveloping my body!"

A golden light enveloped Lin Bei, forcing back some of the surrounding yin energy.

He pulled out a handful of talismans from his bundle, held them between his fingers, and scattered them towards the densest part of the ghost horde.

"Lord Laozi, may your command be fulfilled immediately!"

More than a dozen exorcising talismans exploded at the same time, and the golden light illuminated half of the sky. Seven or eight fierce ghosts that rushed to the front were hit by the light of the talismans, and their chests were blown open. Yin energy surged wildly, and they screamed as they turned into a pile of ashes.

"Junior brother is awesome, watch this!"

Shi Shaojian also came to his senses, made hand seals, and muttered incantations.

"Heaven and Earth are boundless, borrowing the power of Heaven and Earth, the Wooden Stake Technique (not the Wooden Pole Technique)!"

Three wooden stakes, each as thick as a bowl, suddenly emerged from the ground, each engraved with runes and gleaming with a pale golden light.

The wooden stake crashed into the three fierce ghosts, causing their ghostly bodies to explode!

Taking advantage of the moment when a wave of talismans exploded, Lin Bei used the Yu Step to rush into the ghost horde and swept out his Ghost-Slaying Sword.

"The first move of the Maoshan Demon-Slaying Sword Technique: Breaking Evil!"

With a flash of sword light, several fierce ghosts were cut in half at the waist, their ghostly forms turning into black smoke and dissipating.

Without stopping, he took a series of steps, then spun to the left and unleashed another sword strike.

"Second move, bone break!"

The sword tip pierced the chest of another vengeful ghost from a tricky angle, and with a burst of magical power, it exploded from the ghost's body.

A cold wind swept from behind, but Lin Bei didn't even turn his head; he simply stepped to the right.

"Fourth move, groin strike!"

The sword tip slashed upwards, cleaving the onrushing ghost in two before dissipating into the air.

He then took out a talisman to ward off evil spirits and slapped it on the forehead of the approaching ghost.

"Lord Laozi, may your command be fulfilled immediately!"

The vengeful ghost froze, unable to move. Lin Bei swung his sword and cleaved it in two.

After killing several vengeful ghosts, Lin Bei took a breath, his magical power being rapidly depleted.

But now is not the time to worry about that. He gritted his teeth, and the power of thunder within his body surged, a bolt of lightning illuminating his palm.

"Lightning Thunder Fist, First Form: Thunderclap!"

With a punch, a bolt of lightning as thick as a wrist shot out from his palm, striking the three fierce ghosts in front of him.

Lightning exploded, and the extremely powerful and yang thunder blasted the three vengeful ghosts into ashes, leaving not even a trace.

"Awesome!" Lin Bei shouted, then pulled out another handful of talismans and scattered them out.

Several exorcism talismans exploded in the air, and golden light rained down, forcing the fierce ghosts that were rushing towards them back several feet.

Shi Shaojian's side was not to be outdone, and wooden stakes emerged from the ground one after another, being smashed out as if they were free.

His magical power was also being depleted quickly. He gritted his teeth and persevered, shouting repeatedly.

"The Wooden Stake Technique! Come out again!"

Four wooden stakes emerged simultaneously from four directions, trapping a century-old vengeful ghost in the middle, and smashing it into pieces with a bang.

"Senior brother, take it easy! With your fighting style, can your mana hold up?" Lin Bei's eyebrows twitched as he watched Shi Shaojian's actions. He was having a great time right now, but soon he'd be standing in the back cheering him on!

Li Zhichang and his two companions rushed over and joined Lin Bei. The four of them stood back to back, forming a small battle circle.

Li Zhichang made a sword incantation with his hands and chanted a spell. The Quanzhen sword energy shot out from the peach wood sword, hitting the target with every thrust.

Just as the ghosts were dancing wildly and fighting with the fierce spirits, Liu Chengzhi took the opportunity to transform into a streak of light and enter the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts.