Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 815

The progenitor of zombies is even more powerful; it is a king that evolved from the zombie king.

The progenitor of zombies!

Rumor has it that the ancestor of zombies has reached the peak of the Tongtian Realm.

"Now that you know yourself, then obediently come back with me to die," the Zombie King said coldly.

Ling Yanyan shook his head and said, "I will not go back with you. Today, I will take your life."

"Heh! Do you really think you can contend with me with your current strength?" the Zombie King sneered.

"Why don't you try and see?" Ling Yanyan said, then charged forward, unleashing all her power to attack the zombie king.

"Stubborn to the end, since that's how it is, I'll eat you first." The Zombie King opened his mouth and spat out a black mist, which transformed into a jet-black spear.

The spear pierced through the air with incredible speed, instantly penetrating Ling Yanyan's chest.

puff!

Black light burst forth, and bright red blood spurted out.

"Hmph! You dare to talk back to me? You're utterly ignorant." The Zombie King sneered, then reached out and grabbed the end of the black spear.

"Huh? What's going on?" Suddenly, the Zombie King was surprised. The black spear didn't budge, as if it were fixed in mid-air by a nail.

"Break it!" the Zombie King roared, unleashing a torrent of demonic energy as he tried to snap the black spear in two.

But no matter how much power he used, it was useless.

"Haha! My physical body is comparable to the materials used in refining weapons, how could you possibly break it?" Ling Yanyan laughed loudly.

"Damn it!" The Zombie King was furious and slammed his right claw at Ling Yanyan's head, trying to smash his entire head.

However, Ling Yanyan was not afraid at all, and instead grinned.

A sense of crisis suddenly rose in the Zombie King's heart, and he quickly withdrew his right claw.

"Boom!"

Just then, Ling Yanyan's body suddenly exploded.

Suddenly, blood rained down from the sky, accompanied by a stench of blood.

"Damn it!" The zombie king's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly fled into the distance.

But it was too late; a rain of blood fell upon him.

Although the zombie king was invulnerable to swords and spears, it could not withstand the corrosive effects of blood and soon rotted and oozed pus, revealing its stark white bones.

The zombie king let out a pitiful wail, trying to escape.

Unfortunately, Ling Yanyan was prepared, so how could he let him have his way?

In this world, unless zombies can escape the sun, they will never be able to escape.

"Shh!"

Ling Yanyan appeared out of thin air behind the Zombie King, raised his hand and slashed, severing the Zombie King's arms.

"Ah!" the zombie king roared in agony.

"boom!"

Ling Yanyan punched the Zombie King in the back again, breaking its spine. The Zombie King lay on the ground, struggling several times but unable to get up.

The Zombie King was filled with extreme hatred, glaring at Ling Yanyan with gritted teeth, wishing he could grind him to dust.

"I'm going to kill you!" the zombie king roared, struggling frantically to get up.

However, he simply couldn't do it; his whole body trembled violently, and he was in unbearable pain.

"Do you think I'm stupid?" Ling Yanyan sneered. "I'm a human now, you can't kill me."

The Zombie King's eyes were bloodshot as he glared angrily at Ling Yanyan and said, "If you dare to harm my son, I will haunt you even as a ghost!"

"Your son?" Ling Yanyan was stunned.

Then it dawned on me that the zombie king's son had been sealed inside the coffin by Li Qingxue.

"Heh heh, you really are stupid." Ling Yanyan sneered.

"What do you mean by that?" the Zombie King asked, puzzled.

Ling Yanyan said, "Li Qingxue is dead. She entrusted her coffin to me."

The Zombie King's pupils contracted, and he said, "Impossible, how could she be dead?"

“She was rescued by a mysterious old man,” Ling Yanyan explained. “That old man’s name is Lin Feng, and he is my master.”

After a long silence, the Zombie King said, "I believe you."

"Oh? You believed me so easily?" Ling Yanyan asked in surprise, "Your son is in a coffin, aren't you worried that I might do something to your son?"

"I believe you," the Zombie King said firmly.

"Why?" Ling Yanyan asked, frowning.

The Zombie King sighed, "Actually, you are a good person. You have helped many people."

"That's because you don't understand me," Ling Yanyan sneered.

In this dog-eat-dog world where strength reigns supreme, what kind of good person is he?

"Alas! Perhaps this is retribution," the Zombie King sighed. "I have killed countless people, and as a result, I have been punished by heaven and ended up in this state."

Ling Yanyan said, "You truly deserve to die."

The Zombie King nodded and said, "I have killed countless people and my sins are grave, so I hope you will grant me two requests."

"Tell me about it," Ling Yanyan said.

“You can’t hurt my son,” the Zombie King said. “He is, after all, my only child.”

“Of course, I will also help you regain your freedom,” Ling Yanyan said, “as long as you are willing to submit to me.”

The Zombie King hesitated for a moment, then said, "Okay."