73: Chapter 73 Zombies

In the dense forest, Ye Jing and Ye Yi were advancing cautiously. A sudden sword shadow from the sky cut down a large tree not far from them.

The two of them stumbled, nearly falling over.

"Is this the power of an Immortal?" Ye Jing was extremely horrified. To have such strength at just the Qi Refining Sixth Layer was truly something far beyond the reach of Mortals like them.

Ahead, Tang Wanxiong had been chasing the bandits until he stopped at an open stone altar.

There wasn't a single bandit around.

Seeing this, Ye Jing immediately pulled Ye Yi, and the two of them quickly retreated to the side.

"Patriarch Tang, why have you stopped? Is there a situation?" a Martial Artist couldn't help but ask.

A vicious smile appeared on Tang Wanxiong's bruised purple lips. His eyes instantly turned crimson. He turned around and took out a blood-red Medicinal Pill under everyone's confused gazes.

He laughed arrogantly: "You all should just stay here and become nourishment for the Altar Master!"

With that, he quickly threw the blood pill to the ground. As soon as the blood pill touched the stone altar, blood-red patterns instantly emerged on it, emitting a bright red light.

"Patriarch Tang! What is the meaning of this?!"

"What's going on? What is this? Why is it glowing and showing patterns?!"

The Martial Artists who followed had no idea what was happening until one of them suddenly screamed. He watched tremblingly as his skin began to slowly melt, revealing blood-red flesh.

Dark red blood fell into the Formation, and then all those people began to scream in pain.

"Aaaaah... Patriarch Tang!"

Their flesh and blood melted and corroded at a speed visible to the naked eye, even exposing their bones.

Those Martial Artists struggled to escape, but many bandits emerged from the forest, including those roaring Corpse People, surrounding them completely.

The miserable screams echoed across the open stone altar, penetrating through layers of dense forest, making Ye Jing and Ye Yi feel a chill all over.

To think that Tang Wanxiong would actually cooperate with the bandits of Longhu Mountain and use such a sinister and strange Formation.

"Old Man Ye! You can't escape!" Tang Wanxiong naturally knew that Ye Jing hadn't rashly entered the Formation, but the scent on Ye Jing and the others couldn't escape Tang Wanxiong's nose.

He said to the bandits beside him, "There are still fish that escaped the net in the forest! Chase them!"

A bandit holding a Broadaxe kicked him disdainfully. "Just rats! If you want to go, you go!"

Treated this way, Tang Wanxiong immediately bared his fangs, wanting to Bite the bandit. But he knew he couldn't afford to offend these bandits, so he turned to attack Ye Jing instead.

His whole body was pale as he opened his bloody mouth wide at Ye Jing. Ye Jing blocked with the long sword in his hand; Tang Wanxiong no longer looked human at all.

Ye Jing was shocked to see his terrifying appearance.

"Tang Wanxiong, what did the people from the Red Lotus Cult do to you?" Ye Jing asked, his scalp tingling.

Tang Wanxiong roared and then sneered triumphantly, "Old Man Ye, I am an Immortal now! Thanks to the Immortal Master granting me Immortal arts, I've been reborn! Die!"

His skin was as hard as iron. Ye Jing's sword struck it without causing any damage.

But Tang Wanxiong attacked continuously with his claws, like a frenzied beast. Ye Jing realized what kind of cultivator this was.

He was clearly just a conscious zombie.

Ye Jing's heart skipped a beat. He slashed horizontally with his long sword, using the recoil to pull Ye Yi back several steps, creating distance from Tang Wanxiong.

"Watch out! His flesh is harder than steel; ordinary swords can't hurt him at all!"

Ye Jing shouted lowly, his gaze locked firmly on Tang Wanxiong.

He hadn't even reached Qi Refining Level 1 yet, so a head-on confrontation wouldn't work. He immediately said to Ye Yi, "Run!"

As soon as he said this, the father and son fled quickly into the forest without any hesitation.

"Where do you think you're going!" Tang Wanxiong continued to chase them.

By now, the flesh and blood of the Martial Artists on the Formation had been completely dissolved. The Blood Qi followed the Formation's red light, converging into a pill emitting black gas.

The red-robed man quickly rushed forward and grabbed the blood pill with one hand.

Chen Mingyuan quickly caught up and shouted urgently, "Demonic cultivator! Die!"

He was getting anxious now. According to the scout's report, the Altar Master should only be at Qi Refining Level 5, but dealing with this demonic cultivator was extremely difficult. This Red Lotus Cult Altar Master didn't seem to be using his full strength.

Could he be at the Peak of Qi Refining Level 5?!

The red-robed man grinned and swallowed the blood pill. "The strength of an Immortal from the imperial court is only so-so. Let's see who outlasts whom!"

His whole body emitted a blood-red light. The blood pill formed from the sacrifice of those Martial Artists was enough to completely replenish his depleted spiritual energy all at once.

Chen Mingyuan's sword was close at hand. The red-robed demonic cultivator immediately blocked this heavy blow. The human skin lantern in his hand flipped, and those blood insects rushed toward Chen Mingyuan again.

Chen Mingyuan immediately took his sword and stabbed at the red-robed man.

The two had begun to fight each other using purely spiritual energy, waiting to see who would be the first to exhaust their energy and fall.

But Chen Mingyuan's spiritual energy consumption was too high. He could only use his sword for defense, with no power left to strike back.

Ye Jing was currently fighting Tang Wanxiong, but he kept an eye on Chen Mingyuan's battle. Seeing that the Immortal seemed to have exhausted too much energy and was in a stalemate with the red-robed man.

If Chen Mingyuan died, they would die too.

Ye Jing gritted his teeth. Seeing Tang Wanxiong about to rush up again, a dark look flashed in his eyes.

He clicked his tongue and immediately pulled out the golden light bowl from his chest.

Tang Wanxiong was still catching up, laughing wildly: "How about it! Old Man Ye! It would have been better if you had obediently become nourishment for my master! That way, I wouldn't have to work so hard to disembowel you!"

Ye Jing sneered, "For a zombie like you to want this old man's life, you're not qualified!"

He immediately pulled out the golden light bowl from his robes and used his spiritual energy.

That clear, cold power emerged, instantly making Tang Wanxiong scream in shock: "This power is... you!"

"Kill him!"

The golden light bowl emitted an intense golden light, causing Tang Wanxiong a burst of sharp pain. His hard skin was instantly corroded, and black blood oozed out.

But Ye Jing's target wasn't Tang Wanxiong; it was the red-robed man fighting above.

The red-robed man was focused on the battle with Chen Mingyuan when he suddenly felt a flash of scorching golden light. Following that, his human skin lantern let out a scream as it was scorched by the golden light.

This golden light bowl was the nemesis of evil things. The attacks used by the red-robed man were severely damaged.

The battle was forcibly interrupted. The red-robed man immediately suffered a backlash, coughing up a mouthful of blood, and the red insects could no longer attack Chen Mingyuan.

He was furious and controlled the blood insects to completely Bite and crush the golden light bowl.

The Magical Artifact was destroyed. Ye Jing immediately coughed up a mouthful of blood, and Ye Yi hurried to support him.

Chen Mingyuan wouldn't miss such a good opportunity. He immediately gathered all the spiritual energy in his body. The long sword in front of him began to expand, becoming massive.

"Die! Demonic cultivator!"

The sword, which was a full ten feet long, rushed toward the red-robed man like an arrow from a bow.

Seeing the sword's incredible speed, the red-robed man couldn't defend in time because the golden light bowl had distracted him. His body was cut in half at the waist on the spot, and he screamed in pain.

Blood splattered everywhere, and the blood insects exploded into blood mist in mid-air.

Chen Mingyuan immediately followed up with more strikes, swinging his sword several times to cut the still-screaming Red Lotus Cult Altar Master's body into several pieces.

The Grand Altar Master of the Red Lotus Cult, dead!