Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Watching Lin Bei and Shi Shaojian frantically unleash talismans, Li Zhichang and the other Quanzhen disciples watched with bated breath as they witnessed this extravagant display of power.

"This kid, do they think talismans are free?"

"It's normal for the Maoshan sect to have a lot of talismans."

"Isn't that too much? He brought half a bundle of talismans?"

Lin Bei didn't care about any of that; all he wanted to do now was kill all the vengeful ghosts in front of him.

"Brother Lin, you've brought quite a lot of talismans!" Li Zhichang said, panting heavily, as he forced back the fierce ghost in front of him with a sword.

"Not many, just a few hundred, all saved up over time!" Lin Bei laughed, then pulled out another handful of talismans from his bundle. "Here! Use them sparingly!"

He stuffed more than a dozen talismans into Li Zhichang's hands, and then pulled out a few more and slapped them onto the forehead of the evil spirit in front of him.

On the battlefield of the Earth Master, Shi Jian had gone mad with killing intent. His entire body was wrapped in blue and white lightning, and he was like a thunder god descending from the sky. With each step he took, a bolt of lightning would explode, and the evil spirits within a radius of several feet would be completely wiped out.

With a single punch, lightning bolts flashed like dragons, shattering several vengeful ghosts into nothingness.

"Second move, lightning strikes in all directions!"

With a series of punches, lightning intertwined in the air to form an electric net, which crackled and exploded. More than a dozen vengeful ghosts were engulfed by the electric net, screaming as they turned into smoke and dissipated.

"Third move, thunderous force!"

Shi Jian raised his hands high, and lightning gathered in his palms to form a huge ball of lightning, which he then slammed down.

The lightning ball landed and exploded, turning into dozens of bolts of lightning that scattered and surged in all directions. Wherever it passed, the evil spirits were reduced to ashes, and even the ground was blasted into scorched craters.

The elders from all the factions were dumbfounded. Everyone knew that Shi Jian was very strong, but they only realized how strong he really was after seeing him fight.

The title "Thunder and Lightning King" is truly well-deserved.

Those elders who were at the early stage of geomancy asked themselves honestly: if they were in their shoes, let alone fighting so many fierce ghosts, they would probably be seriously injured just by standing there and being grazed by lightning.

"The Maoshan Sect truly lives up to its name. With Master Shi's strength, even without the Celestial Master, no one can suppress him." Master Qingsong of Qingcheng Mountain cleaved the fierce ghost in front of him with his sword and couldn't help but glance at Shi Jian.

Master Qingfeng of Longhu Mountain was not to be outdone. He made hand seals and chanted incantations, and a golden light suddenly burst forth from his body.

"The profound origin of Heaven and Earth, the root of all Qi, through countless eons of cultivation, I have attained divine power!"

"Golden Light Divine Mantra!"

Golden light surged forth like a tide, illuminating most of the battlefield. Those vengeful spirits that approached him were struck by the golden light, their bodies billowing smoke as they screamed and shrank back, not daring to get any closer.

"The Five Thunder Orthodox Method, Yang Five Thunder!"

Master Qingfeng shouted again, and a bolt of crimson-gold lightning shot out from his palm, three times more ferocious than the Golden Light Divine Spell he had used before.

Thunder exploded among the ghosts, blasting dozens of vengeful spirits into dust.

Standing behind Master Qingfeng, Zhang Zhiling formed hand seals and unleashed the Yang Five Thunders. Although its power was not as great as his master's, it was still accurate with every strike, causing the vengeful ghosts to wail and howl.

"The thunder magic of Longhu Mountain is quite different from my master's Lightning Thunder Fist."

Lin Bei saw it from afar and secretly compared them in his heart: "Master's thunder magic is more violent, while Longhu Mountain's Five Thunder Orthodox Method is more exquisite. Each has its own merits."

The Seven Star Sword Formation of the Quanzhen Sect also played a significant role. Dozens of disciples cooperated seamlessly, and with flashes of sword light, they slew wave after wave of fierce ghosts that rushed to the outer perimeter.

The disciple in the center of the sword formation held a blue talisman and continuously added magical power to the formation, making the sword light brighter and sharper.

Abbess Jingyi of Mount Emei wielded her whisk with effortless grace.

The whisk's strands stood upright, gleaming with a silvery-white light, and with each swing, several fierce ghosts were pulverized.

Master Liaokong of Mount Wutai even used the Buddhist Lion's Roar to intimidate the ghosts. With a single Buddhist chant, the sound waves rolled out, and the fierce ghosts within a radius of ten feet clutched their heads and screamed in agony, their bodies trembling violently.

Then, he used Buddha's light to forcibly purify these evil spirits into nothingness.

While fighting, Lin Bei couldn't help but glance at Master Kong a few times. The methods of Buddhism were indeed different from those of Taoism. The Buddhist light that specifically restrained evil spirits was similar to the thunder magic he cultivated, but the approaches were completely different.

The methods of Buddhism are more forceful, while those of Taoism are much gentler!

"I'll find an opportunity to ask him for advice after this battle," Lin Bei thought to himself, but his hands didn't stop. He cleaved the charging ghost with another sword strike.

The situation on the battlefield gradually stabilized. Although the number of experts from each faction was small, they were all elites. Tens of thousands of vengeful ghosts were blocked in the back mountain by the experts from each faction, and then divided into several parts and eliminated one by one.

However, not long after, a scream came from among the Quanzhen disciples.

A young disciple was surrounded by three fierce ghosts at the same time. Although the Seven Star Sword Formation was strong, the Quanzhen disciple in charge of the formation was too weak and the formation was broken by the fierce ghosts before he could hold on for long.

The vengeful ghost's claws pierced through his chest, crushing his heart. The disciple screamed and fell to the ground. His fellow disciples rushed forward and killed the three vengeful ghosts, but the disciple was already lifeless.

Immediately afterwards, two more screams came from the other side. Two disciples of the Laoshan Sect were also entangled by the vengeful ghost, one dead and one injured.

When the injured man was dragged out of the battle, half of his face was corroded beyond recognition by the ghostly energy, a truly gruesome sight.

"No! The casualties will be too great if this continues!" Master Qingxu looked anxious. He turned to the Quanzhen elders behind him and shouted, "Set up the Heavenly Gang Demon-Subduing Sword Formation!"

The Quanzhen elder accepted the order and departed, loudly summoning the Quanzhen disciples.

"All disciples of Quanzhen, heed my command! Heavenly Dipper Demon-Subduing Sword Formation! Activate!"

Hundreds of Quanzhen disciples quickly formed ranks, their swords pointing to the sky, their magical power converging into a torrent.

Master Qingxu stood at the center of the formation, tossing his peach wood sword into the air. The sword transformed into a streak of light and shot into the sky.

"Heavenly Spirits Subdue Demons, Ten Thousand Swords Unleashed!"

The streaks of light exploded in the air, transforming into hundreds and thousands of sword energies, each carrying a sharp sword light, shooting towards the horde of ghosts.

shhhhhh! ! !

The dense sound of swords cutting through the air echoed through the valley. Sword energy fell like raindrops, piercing through the ghosts wherever it passed. Hundreds of ghosts were reduced to ashes in the rain of swords, creating a spectacular scene.

Lin Bei stared wide-eyed at the rain of swords filling the sky: "The Quanzhen Sect has such methods?"

Li Zhichang, who had forced back the evil spirit with his sword, laughed while panting, "Brother Lin, although our Quanzhen Sect is not as powerful as your Maoshan Sect, we are still a famous sect. The Heavenly Gang Demon Subduing Sword Formation is our Quanzhen Sect's most important formation, and we don't use it often."

The rain of swords lasted for more than ten breaths before gradually dissipating, and nearly half of the fierce ghosts on the battlefield were cleared out.

The remaining vengeful ghosts dared not rush forward any further, cowering near the entrance of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave, their ghostly flames flickering, their eyes filled with fear and apprehension.

The experts from various factions also took this opportunity to catch their breath. Many of them had exhausted their magical power and had no choice but to step back and recuperate.

Just as Master Qingxu was about to order the sword formation to be activated again, a heart-stopping tremor came from the depths of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave.

boom!!!

The ground suddenly trembled violently, and gravel fell down the mountainside in a flurry.

An even more terrifying aura than before slowly rose from the depths of the cave, making it difficult for those with weaker cultivation levels to breathe.

Lin Bei suddenly looked up at the cave entrance, his face filled with shock: "There are still some big guys that haven't come out yet?"

As soon as he finished speaking, more than a dozen ghostly figures rushed out from the depths of the cave.