Zombie World: Starting as an apprentice of the Thunder King

Each ghostly figure was several meters tall, shrouded in pitch-black ghostly energy, and had blood-red eyes as big as lanterns.

The aura emanating from them far surpassed that of the ordinary ghosts before them; their yin energy was so thick it was almost tangible, and wherever they passed, the vegetation withered and turned black instantly.

"Ghost Kings!" Master Liaokong's expression hardened, and he clenched his prayer beads tightly. "Twelve Ghost Kings!"

Everyone gasped in shock; there were actually twelve ghost kings in the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts!

Master Qingxu's face was ashen. These were Ghost King level beings, each comparable to a powerful Earth Master.

With twelve ghost kings and the remaining thousands of fierce ghosts, this battle is far more difficult than expected.

After bursting out of the cave, the twelve ghost kings did not rush to attack. Instead, they stood in a row, their blood-red eyes fixed on the experts from various factions, and they let out low laughter.

"Hehehe... How many years has it been... It's finally out..."

"The time has come for the Quanzhen Sect to be wiped out..."

One of the largest ghost kings took a step forward, its ghostly aura surging, causing the temperature in the entire valley to drop by more than ten degrees.

It raised a huge ghostly claw and slammed it down towards the Qingcheng Mountain disciples in the front row.

"Get out of my way!" Master Qingsong took a step forward, his whisk swirling, and the silvery-white light collided with the ghost's claw.

boom!

With a loud bang, Master Qingsong was forced back seven or eight steps, a trickle of blood spilling from the corner of his mouth. In contrast, the ghost king merely swayed and took another step forward.

Master Qingsong's face was grim, and he was about to continue his attack when Master Liaokong, who was standing next to him, summoned a magical artifact.

"Amitabha!" Master Liaokong stepped forward, his prayer beads transforming into a golden light screen that blocked the claw attack.

After the prayer beads flew back, Master Liaokong's hands trembled slightly; the Ghost King's strength was even greater than he had anticipated.

Master Qingfeng, Abbess Jingyi, and Master Qingxu rushed forward at the same time, the four geomancers working together to resist the twelve ghost kings.

However, the number of ghost kings was too large and their cultivation level was too high. The four of them were forced to retreat step by step and were in grave danger.

Just then, another commotion came from the entrance of the Ten Thousand Ghosts Cave.

A figure slowly emerged from within, enveloped in a dark red ghostly aura, with a ferocious expression, eyes as black as ink, and a sinister smile on its lips.

"Liu Chengzhi!" In the midst of the battle, Master Qingxu recognized the man, his pupils constricting sharply. "You... what have you done?"

Liu Chengzhi laughed loudly, his laughter sharp and piercing, making the eardrums of the disciples from all the sects ache.

He suddenly exuded an extremely terrifying aura, with black and red ghostly energy surging around him, far stronger than the twelve ghost kings combined.

"This...this is...?" Master Qingxu stared wide-eyed, filled with disbelief.

"You dare to be distracted while fighting us?" The two ghost kings struck out with their combined palms, and Master Qingxu was shocked and hurriedly defended.

puff!

In his haste to defend himself, Master Qingxu was severely injured by the two ghost kings and sent flying off the battlefield.

After losing Master Qingxu, Master Liaokong and his two companions faced twelve ghost kings and were repeatedly ravaged, suffering unspeakable torment!

"What did I do?" Liu Chengzhi stood in the air, arms outstretched, ghostly energy coalescing behind him into a gigantic, terrifying face. "I devoured all four thousand vengeful ghosts in the Cave of Ten Thousand Ghosts!"

"Now I am the Corpse Demon! A Corpse Demon at the half-step Celestial Master realm!"

With a single palm strike, the wind and clouds changed color, and the terrifying power overwhelmed the entire area. The black and red ghostly energy transformed into a giant ghostly claw, which slashed down towards Master Qingxu's head.

Master Qingxu's expression changed drastically. He forcibly suppressed the injuries in his body and waved his whisk to defend himself, but he was still sent flying by this palm strike. He crashed into the mountain wall and collapsed to the ground, his breath weak.

The experts from all factions looked terrified. Half-step Celestial Master—this level far surpassed everyone present.

Even Shi Jian is only at the peak of the Earth Master level. Although the half-step Celestial Master level is only half a step, the difference of that half step is like an insurmountable chasm. Just like Shi Jian has been at the peak of the Earth Master level for more than ten years, he still has not been able to take that half step!

Lin Bei stood below, looking at Liu Chengzhi in mid-air, his palms sweating profusely: "Can Master beat him?"

Shi Jian stopped after hearing Liu Chengzhi's maniacal laughter. He stood on the cliff, looking up at the inhuman-looking thing floating in mid-air, his eyes flashing with lightning.

"A half-step Celestial Master?" Shi Jian's voice was terrifyingly calm. "A half-step Celestial Master who only achieved that by devouring ghosts deserves to be called a Celestial Master?"

He stomped his foot hard, and his whole body soared into the air, standing upright with lightning surging around him.

In the cultivation world, those at the Earth Master level can briefly fly through the air, but this consumes a great deal of magical power!

"Lightning Thunder Fist!"

Lightning surged between his palms, and a thicker and brighter bolt of lightning shot towards Liu Chengzhi.

Liu Chengzhi's gaze sharpened, and with a wave of his hands, black and red ghostly energy condensed into a huge shield in front of him.

The lightning bolt struck the shield, exploding into a blinding light. Half of the shield shattered, and Liu Chengzhi was thrown backward dozens of feet by the shockwave.

"What a Thunder King!" Liu Chengzhi steadied himself, his face darkening. "To unleash such power at the peak of the Earth Master level, you do have some skill."

"Hmph, killing you is more than enough!" Shi Jian shouted coldly, and his figure blurred as he rushed towards Liu Chengzhi.

"Arrogant! You really think you can do anything to me? Today I'll show you the power of a Celestial Master!"

The two collided in mid-air, lightning and ghostly energy clashing wildly, the shockwaves sending a large number of rocks flying below.

Disciples from all factions retreated to avoid the shockwaves, which were enough to severely injure ordinary disciples.

"Thunderbolt!"

Shi Jian unleashed a punch, lightning flashing like a dragon, aimed straight at Liu Chengzhi's face.

Liu Chengzhi grabbed with both hands, and the ghostly energy transformed into dozens of sharp claws, reaching out to grab the lightning.

The lightning exploded, shattering most of the ghost claw, and Liu Chengzhi retreated several feet.

"Lightning flashes everywhere!"

Shi Jian unleashed a flurry of punches, lightning crackling in the air to form a net that enveloped Liu Chengzhi.

"roar!!!"

Liu Chengzhi roared to the sky, and the huge ghost face behind him opened its blood-red maw and swallowed the electric net whole.

But he was also in bad shape; the ghost face trembled violently, and black energy surged wildly, clearly indicating that he had been fundamentally injured by the power of thunder.

Shi Jian sneered, "Fool, how dare you devour my thunderous power?"

"Third move, thunderous force!"

Shi Jian raised his hands high, and a lightning ball even larger than before condensed above his head, its light so dazzling that it was impossible to open one's eyes.

He pushed his arms forward, and the lightning ball crashed down on Liu Chengzhi.

Liu Chengzhi's expression finally changed; he sensed the destructive power contained within the lightning ball.

He frantically mobilized the ghostly energy within his body, condensing layer upon layer of shields in front of him, the black and red light completely enveloping him.

The lightning ball struck the shield and exploded with a deafening roar.

The entire valley shook violently, rocks crumbled, trees snapped, and nearby evil spirits were blasted to ashes by the aftershocks.

The shield shattered layer by layer, until only a thin layer remained, barely managing to block the fatal blow.