The entire tomb chamber fell into a deathly silence for a moment.
"Boss, Master, he wouldn't..."
Hu Ba Yi's eyes were often filled with tears. If one were to ask why, it was due to the profound love he held for his master.
Zhang Tian also felt a pang of sorrow. After all, Yi Mei Daoist had been with them for such a long time, and they had formed a deep bond. For a time, both Zhang Tian and Hu Ba Yi felt a sense of loss.
At this moment, on the side, Zhang Qi Lin severed the head of the Xuan Jiang with a single strike. Kirin blood continued to flow from the blade of Zhang Qi Lin's sword. Zhang Qi Lin's current strength was more than enough to fight a Xuan Jiang one-on-one, so there was no real comparison.
Upon seeing Yi Mei Daoist vanish, leaving only a pile of bones, Zhang Qi Lin was also stunned. A flicker of anger flashed in his deep eyes. Although he was somewhat of a stoic and heavily reserved individual, lacking in facial and verbal expression, it didn't mean Zhang Qi Lin couldn't get angry. His gaze fell upon Huang Shu Liang, who was crawling out, and with a flash of his figure, Zhang Qi Lin charged forward. He expressed his inner rage through his actions.
Zhang Qi Lin's sudden attack also jolted Zhang Tian and Hu Ba Yi awake. Their gazes turned towards Huang Shu Liang. All of this happened in a mere instant. Zhang Qi Lin's Black Gold Ancient Blade madly struck the crawling corpse, emitting crisp clanging sounds. Unfortunately, such fierce attacks couldn't harm the corpse before them in the slightest. Huang Shu Liang, dressed in a Taoist robe, with his yellow hair, swung his claws powerfully, and his formidable physique repelled Zhang Qi Lin two steps back.
"Boss, even though Master has passed on, Master always taught us that disciples of a genius master grow up fast." "Boss, shall we deal with this thing in front of us first?" Fatty couldn't help but say from the side. Although he felt heartbroken, Fatty remained optimistic and forward-looking, true to his nature.
Zhang Tian shot Fatty a glance and looked at the skeletal remains on the ground. "Alas, Master, may you have a good journey. We will avenge you." As Zhang Tian spoke, a killing intent flashed in his eyes. He looked at Huang Shu Liang before him. Huang Shu Liang's corpse had already stood up.
Meanwhile, Xie Yu Chen watched in stunned silence. Yi Mei Daoist, someone so powerful, who could kill a giant stone ginseng with a single palm, was killed by the mere grasp of this guy. Just how strong was this thing? And this was just a small tomb; if he were to enter a tomb like the Medicine King's tomb, would he have any confidence? Xie Yu Chen was unsure. He dared not even think about it. Looking at Zhang Tian and the others, Xie Yu Chen knew that even if he joined in, it wouldn't be of much use. Thus, he began to search for anything of value in the tomb chamber.
"Boss, set up the formation, we will avenge Master." Hu Ba Yi was a true man. Although he had never openly acknowledged Yi Mei Daoist as his master, Yi Mei Daoist had saved him. Given his character, and facing danger, he wouldn't flinch.
At this moment, on the scene, there was a lively discussion.
"Holy crap, I haven't even processed what happened, how is he dead?" "Honestly, I was still immersed in the beauty of the witch sister just now. She was too beautiful, absolutely the type of girlfriend I dream of!" "What a pity, the witch sister was killed by Little Brother with a single strike." "When Little Brother appeared, damn, my heart already belonged to him." "So handsome, I want to have children with Little Brother!"
Countless people were excitedly discussing the events. "By the way, aren't you all looking at the current situation? Yi Mei Daoist is dead." "Although I'm sad, that doesn't stop me from pursuing Little Brother." "Right, why panic? Aren't Zhang Tian and the others here? They don't seem nervous at all. Zhang Tian will definitely be fine." "By the way, do any of you know the witch's trick of turning skeletons into beauties? Honestly, I want to learn it." "The one in front, you deserve a youth elixir." The scene had already become chaotic.
At this time, in Xiangxi, China, the land of zombies, a group of people were gathered in front of a television, watching the live broadcast that was being shown across China. A few minutes ago, in a remote village in Xiangxi, the old village chief looked at the broadcast and said, "According to my great-great-grandfather, our Xiangxi once had zombies." "It was a stormy night..." Just as the village chief was about to begin his story, a young man from the village interrupted him. "Village Chief, your great-great-grandfather's era was superstitious! What era is this now? I don't believe in zombies; they're less reliable than zombies." "Yeah, the TV just showed that the group went into a tomb and encountered zombies." "Village Chief, zombies are just for watching on TV. Don't confuse zombies with guis, they're not the same kind." Several young people from the village said.
At this moment, the screen showed Lin Tian entering the final tomb. "Such dense corpse qi." Yi Mei Daoist's voice came from the TV. This was followed by some commentary. The young people in the village were dumbfounded. The old village chief's face, however, was flushed, and he even showed a hint of smugness. "Little brats, see? Your old man was right, we definitely have zombies here!" The village chief said, laughing. But his laughter didn't last long. The villagers looked at each other. No one could laugh anymore. "Village Chief, I suddenly remembered, my family plans to move. Goodbye, Village Chief!" "Me too, I plan to go on a trip. Uh, goodbye, Village Chief." A group of people fled the scene almost as if escaping. Only the village chief was left, bewildered in the wind.
The matter of zombies also caused a huge stir online. Especially in Xijiang, where there had been reports of zombies in the past. Thus, the internet was abuzz with discussions.
The broadcast continued. Zhang Qi Lin made several consecutive strikes, but only left a few shallow scars on Huang Shu Liang's body. "Kaka kaka..." A sound came from Huang Shu Liang's mouth as he stood up. A foul stench emanated from his mouth. "It stinks, Boss, how long has this guy not brushed his teeth? He needs black zombie toothpaste!" Fatty covered his nose, looking disgusted. "Corpse language." Zhang Tian frowned slightly, while Zhang Qi Lin's expression was solemn. "He says he wants us to go up to the altar and contribute to his revival." Zhang Qi Lin translated. Zhang Tian took a breath. This guy was truly audacious, with delusions of grandeur!
"Old Hu, set up the formation!" "Oh, right, bring the ancestral tablet. I'm going to let this guy see what it means to be on the rise after being down, and not to be a big talker!" "And what it means to be a one-punch hero!" Zhang Tian said coldly. Hu Ba Yi quickly rummaged through the pile of bones and retrieved the ancestral tablet. Then, Zhang Tian looked at Huang Shu Liang. "Second brother, let's try to wear him down first and find his weakness. When the time is right, we'll invite the ancestor." Zhang Tian said. Zhang Qi Lin nodded. Zhang Tian feared that if they rashly invited the ancestor without understanding their opponent's strength, they would be in trouble if they couldn't defeat him immediately. Zhang Qi Lin once again drew his Black Gold Ancient Blade, this time he was going to get serious. Zhang Tian's peach wood sword was already in his hand. In his other hand was the sword of Lu Shang Wang. Physical attack plus magic attack, hmm, buffs stacked! Huang Shu Liang was not to be trifled with either. With a wave of his hand, he snatched the whisk that belonged to the Xuan Jiang. The Huang Shu Liang before them was no longer a zombie, but a humanoid monster similar to Huang Da Xian.