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The Yin Wind Demon Mother's movements suddenly froze, and she turned to look in the direction of the black tent, her pupils suddenly contracting!

Hong Ji let out a terrified scream, and her entire demonic body began to fluctuate erratically, as if she had encountered a great terror!

Accompanied by a chilling wind that made it impossible to open one's eyes, a dark figure suddenly flew out of the bronze coffin!

The speed was so fast that it was impossible for the naked eye to detect; all that could be seen was a blurry black line, crashing into the army formation like a cannonball!

Crash!!

It sounded like waves crashing against rocks.

The dark shadow pierced straight through the entire army formation!

This isn't a metaphor; it truly permeates everything!

Any soldier struck by that dark figure—whether an elite soldier clad in iron armor or a burly man wielding a heavy shield—exploded upon contact!

Flesh and blood exploded like fireworks, bones turned to dust, and before he could even let out a scream, he was turned into a cloud of blood mist!

With just one impact, dozens of soldiers were wiped out from the world!

Only a thick mist of blood remained, slowly spreading in the night wind.

What's even more terrifying is that the blood mist didn't scatter on the ground, but instead seemed to be attracted by an invisible force, all converging towards that dark figure!

The blood mist enveloped the dark figure, like a cocoon, and then—it was absorbed.

A moment later, when the blood mist had completely dissipated, the dark figure finally revealed its true form.

It was a... humanoid thing.

He wore a tattered and worn-out official robe, the original color of which was no longer discernible, and it was covered with dark red stains and dust.

The exposed skin was bluish-gray, half-rotten and half-dried, like a corpse that had been buried in the ground for hundreds of years and then dug up and soaked.

Its claws are thin and slender, with nails that are three inches long, as black as iron, and gleam with a metallic cold light.

Its face was even more horrifying; its skin had rotted away, revealing bones covered in rotting flesh beneath. Its eyes were murky and dark green, without pupils, only a hollow, deathly light.

Its lips had long since rotted away, revealing two rows of sharp fangs, interlocking like saw teeth.

What's most terrifying is that it's suspended in mid-air.

With his feet not touching the ground and his body slightly leaning forward, he resembled a floating ghost.

Flying zombie!

A real flying zombie!

A flying zombie capable of flying through the air and disappearing underground, impervious to blades and spears, and possessing immense strength!

The entire military camp fell into a deathly silence.

Without any roar or movement, the flying zombie simply floated in the air, yet its terrifying aura already enveloped the entire area.

Everyone was stunned by the terrifying aura, as if an invisible hand had gripped their throats, making it difficult for them to even breathe.

The soldiers who had been fighting desperately just moments before were now frozen in place, not daring to move an inch.

Cold sweat beaded on the forehead of the Yin Wind Demon Mother. She was grabbing a soldier, ready to tear him apart, but she abruptly stopped, as if time had stopped.

Although she was a tiger demon and extremely fierce in front of ordinary people, she knew that she was no match for this flying zombie.

The aura of this thing was... too terrifying, extremely brutal, and she dared not move for a moment.

Nie Xiaoqian narrowed her eyes slightly.

She scrutinized the flying zombie hovering in the air, a glint of interest flashing in her eyes.

"Hmm... Flying zombie... I didn't expect to see such a decent-quality zombie in this godforsaken place."

She could tell that this zombie's cultivation level was close to that of the Tree Demon Granny, which would be considered a level of overlord in the world of A Chinese Ghost Story.

Zombies, being creatures with only instincts and no intelligence, are almost incapable of cultivating on their own. To improve their cultivation level, they can only rely on the accumulation of countless years and the constant killing and devouring of others.

For something to grow to this size, it must be an ancient monster that's at least several hundred years old, and it must have slaughtered countless people, with at least tens of thousands of people becoming its nourishment.

"Xiahou Tan's ancestor was actually a zombie, and it seems that it became a family heirloom for his descendants. That's interesting."

Just as she was pondering this, Xiahou Tan had already hurried back from the tent.

He saw the ancestral zombie hovering in the air, its imposing aura overwhelming. A flash of fanaticism and fear crossed his eyes. Without hesitation, he cut his own palm with his sword and swung it fiercely at the zombie!

The blood drew an arc in the air, landing precisely on the zombie, like water droplets falling into dry sand, instantly absorbed.

At that moment, a faint light seemed to shine through the zombie's empty, dark green eyes.

Xiahou Tan grinned maliciously, smeared his still-bleeding hand on the blade of his family heirloom sword, and then suddenly pointed the sword at "Nie Xiaoqian"!

"Please enjoy this, our ancestors!"

Such a beautiful woman was given directly to the ancestors for their enjoyment; what a filial descendant!

As soon as he finished speaking, the flying zombie suddenly raised its head, its lifeless dark green eyes fixed on "Nie Xiaoqian"!

The next moment, it moved!

Without a roar, without a howl, without any unnecessary movements, he simply blurred into a black afterimage and pounced towards "Nie Xiaoqian"!

That speed was three times faster than when they charged into the enemy formation earlier!

A faint black trail remained in the air, accompanied by a strong smell of blood and the stench of death, as if it were the embodiment of death itself!

Nie Xiaoqian did not retreat.

She didn't even move her feet.

She smiled calmly and waved her right hand gently—

The white iron sword, which was originally in the distance, transformed into a streak of silver light and returned to her side. It circled her several times to accelerate before heading straight towards the black afterimage!

Bang——! ! !

A deafening explosion!

The silver light and the black shadow collided violently in mid-air!

A visible shockwave exploded from the center of the collision, sending all the surrounding sand and gravel flying!

The silver light shot back, tumbling through the air before finally embedding itself in the ground in front of "Nie Xiaoqian," the sword trembling incessantly.

The flying zombie was sent flying backward for several feet, tumbling twice in the air before regaining its footing.

Nie Xiaoqian glanced at the sword stuck in the ground and raised an eyebrow slightly.

"Oh?"

She was somewhat surprised.

This white iron sword is a relic of the Flowing Cloud Sect, possessing the power to ward off evil and having a natural ability to restrain demons and monsters.

In such an environment, after hundreds of years of neglect, the white iron sword has still retained its magical power, which speaks volumes about its quality. If placed in the hands of a weaker sect, it would probably be enough to become the sect's most prized possession.

Although she didn't use her true energy in that sword strike, the arc trajectory was indeed unleashed at full power. While it might not be enough to split a mountain, given the exceptional quality of the white iron sword, piercing through a seven- or eight-meter-high artificial mountain would be a piece of cake.

As a result, the zombie managed to bounce off with its bare body!

"Such a hard shell."

She exclaimed in admiration.

Xiahou Tan, however, was even more shocked than she was!

He stared wide-eyed at the almost bone-revealing wound on the flying zombie's chest, his face filled with disbelief!

This zombie is a treasure passed down from the Xiahou family ancestors, and they have been raising it for hundreds of years.

It was nourished by countless lives and blood of our ancestors, which long ago forged it into an indestructible body, impervious to swords and spears, water and fire, and even battering rams could not harm it in the slightest.

But just now, that demoness casually swung her sword and left such a deep wound on my ancestor, almost breaking the bone?!

If tens of thousands more swords were to come, how much flesh would our ancestors have left?

Xiahou Tan dared not think any further.

He gritted his teeth, pointed his sword at "Nie Xiaoqian" again, and shouted once more, "Please enjoy, Ancestor! Enjoy it to the fullest!!"

The flying zombie clearly sensed Xiahou Tan's will. Its dark green eyes gleamed even more fiercely, and with a flash, it pounced on "Nie Xiaoqian" once more!

This time, it was faster and its attack was more ferocious!

With both claws out, accompanied by a shrill whistling sound as they tore through the air, they aimed straight for Nie Xiaoqian's throat and heart!

Nie Xiaoqian remained calm and unhurried.

She even had time to reach out and gently pull the white iron sword stuck in the ground, twirling it in her hand.

"I was just testing your quality."

She spoke softly, and then—a cold glint flashed in her eyes.

"Now, let's get a little serious."

As soon as she finished speaking, the white iron sword in her hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling silver light!

A thin, translucent, ice-blue light flowed from the sword, emanating a chilling aura!

Six Absolute True Qi!

She infused the sword with a pure stream of Six Absolute True Qi, adding an indestructible edge of true qi to this evil-dispelling white iron sword on top of its evil-dispelling properties!

Then, a sword flew out!

There were no fancy moves, no dazzling sword flashes.

It was just one sword strike.

Straight ahead, head-on, facing those flying, stiff claws!

boom--!!!

An even more violent collision than before!

The moment the flying zombie's claws collided head-on with the white iron sword, an even more terrifying shockwave exploded, causing cracks to appear on the surrounding ground!

This time, the flying zombies didn't gain any advantage.

The moment its claws came into contact with the silver-white sword light, it felt an unprecedented pain!