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

Chapter 509

Ling Yanyan frowned. He squatted down and examined the mummy's hands closely, discovering that they had turned green.

"Damn it! It's poisonous too!" Ling Yanyan cursed, then pulled his foot out and spat at the dried corpse.

"Sizzle." The saliva sprayed onto the mummified corpse's palm, emitting thick smoke and a crackling sound, like sulfuric acid hitting charred flesh.

Generally speaking.

Ling Yanyan couldn't help but gasp. Luckily, he reacted in time, otherwise he would probably have been poisoned by now.

"What kind of hell is this?" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but curse. He was now starting to doubt whether the hell that the mysterious little boy had mentioned actually existed.

Looking at the desiccated corpses scattered on the ground, Ling Yanyan couldn't help but show a look of disgust. "Damn it! What bad luck."

He turned to leave when suddenly a voice rang in his ears: "Hehe, I've finally found you."

The voice was extremely cold, sending chills down Ling Yanyan's spine and making him shiver involuntarily.

Ling Yanyan turned his head and saw a dried corpse slowly walking towards him.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan was startled and quickly took out the copper coin sword from his bag and threw it at the dried corpse.

The copper coin sword pierced the mummified corpse's head, and blood gushed out.

The mummified corpse's head exploded and rolled onto the ground.

Ling Yanyan wiped the sweat from his forehead and breathed a sigh of relief, feeling much better.

He walked to a 13-year-old mummy, took out a peach wood sword, and used the tip of the sword to lift the mummy.

The mummified corpse's skin was bluish-gray and felt very slippery, which made Ling Yanyan feel extremely disgusted.

"I wonder if there are any survivors left?" Ling Yanyan muttered to himself, taking the peach wood sword and walking towards another mummified corpse.

Soon, he arrived next to the mummified corpse from before.

He saw that the mummified corpse was dead, but the body was still soft and had not decomposed.

Ling Yan Yan breathed a sigh of relief, at least proving that these mummies could still be saved and that they were not all dead.

"Damn it! I don't believe these things are immortal!" Ling Yanyan muttered, swinging his peach wood sword again and attacking the dried corpse.

Bang bang bang—

Ling Yanyan swung his peach wood sword wildly, each strike landing on the mummies. Although he couldn't kill them, he could at least stop them from lunging at him.

Ling Yanyan kept swinging the peach wood sword. This mechanical attack was fine against ordinary mummies, but against this powerful mummies, it was simply a drop in the ocean.

Ling Yanyan grew increasingly exhausted as the fight progressed, eventually collapsing to the ground, panting heavily.

He was exhausted and felt weak all over; even lifting his arm was difficult.

"Damn it, if I had entered the Foundation Establishment stage earlier, I wouldn't have ended up in this state!" Ling Yan Yan sighed. He now truly regretted not cultivating properly.

"If I had cultivated properly back then, perhaps I wouldn't have encountered this situation today," Ling Yanyan murmured. However, he then shook his head and smiled bitterly. He still had the mind to blame himself!

He picked up the peach wood sword, looked at his withered right hand, and sighed.

The bodies of these mummies are very tough, presumably because they have been exposed to yin energy for many years, making them impervious to weapons.

Ling Yan Yan sighed. After thinking for a moment, he decided to throw all the mummies away to avoid polluting the environment.

"Sigh, it seems I have to find a new place to stay." Ling Yan Yan sighed. He was exhausted and not fit to continue searching for a place to stay.

"Huh?" Ling Yanyan's eyes lit up as he looked at the two mummies in the middle of the group of mummies.

These two mummies were extremely ugly, their bodies shriveled up, like walking corpses, and looked very eerie.