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

Chapter 572

This is a complete female corpse, with delicate features, snow-white skin, and closed eyes, lying quietly on the ground.

"How come there's a female corpse here? Was she also killed by zombies?" A look of pain flashed across Ling Yanyan's brows.

"hiss!"

Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth, extended his right arm, and pierced the woman's brow with his fingertips, slowly absorbing the essence from her body.

"Hoohoo!"

The zombie roared angrily, seemingly furious, and kept banging on the stone wall, but to no avail.

"Whoosh!" Ling Yanyan's absorption speed was extremely fast. In just a short while, the woman became skin and bones.

"Burp!" Ling Yanyan rubbed his stomach, nodded in satisfaction, then sat cross-legged next to the skeleton and began to regulate his breathing and heal his injuries.

"Oh!"

Suddenly, a loud noise came from the stone chamber where Ling Yanyan was. Ling Yanyan opened his eyes abruptly and immediately became alert.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The zombies roared angrily, appearing somewhat insane, and kept pounding on the walls, as if they had encountered something terrifying that filled them with savagery.

"What's going on?" Ling Yanyan frowned. He had just woken up and this strange thing happened. It must be the iron chain that was causing the trouble.

"Boom!"

Suddenly, a slight tremor came from the top of the cave. Ling Yanyan turned his head and stared wide-eyed, his face full of disbelief.

"This! This is!" Ling Yan Yan swallowed hard, stammering in disbelief.

A small hole appeared in the top of the cave, from which a beam of red light shone down, intensely hot and fiery.

Ling Yanyan felt warm all over, all her fatigue disappeared, and her internal energy was slowly recovering and even increasing.

"This is amazing! How did this happen?" Ling Yanyan was filled with shock.

He knew that the red pillar of light contained abundant spiritual power, and if he could absorb and refine this spiritual power, he would definitely be able to advance to the peak of Martial Apprentice.

However, he dared not act rashly, for he feared it might be a trap.

After all, this is the zombie horde's lair; who knows what dangers lurk inside?

Just then, a buzzing sound came from deep within the cave.

"Roar!" The zombie roared, its voice booming and raising clouds of dust.

Ling Yanyan raised an eyebrow and turned to look. A huge zombie crawled out of the cave, the dust on its body being blown away by the wind.

Ling Yanyan couldn't help but shudder when he saw the zombie's appearance, a hint of fear flashing in his eyes.

The zombie was enormous, entirely black, with its head covered in hideous scales and three pairs of black, fleshy wings growing from its back. Each wing was half a meter long, sharp, hard, and gleaming with a chilling white light.

As soon as the zombie appeared, it stared intently at Ling Yanyan, its scarlet eyes gleaming with a chilling light, revealing a murderous intent.

Seeing the zombie staring at him, Ling Yanyan quickly took two steps back, keeping a wary eye on it.

"Whoosh!"

The zombie's figure flashed by like a dark cloud, and in an instant it rushed in front of Ling Yanyan.

"Pfft!" Ling Yanyan swung his sword down, and blood splattered.

The zombie did not dodge, letting Ling Yanyan slash at it, but its claws came slashing fiercely.

"Bang!" Ling Yanyan flew backward, smashed a boulder, and fell to the ground. He felt a sweet taste in his throat and spat out a mouthful of blood, staining his clothes red.

Ling Yanyan struggled to his feet, his eyes revealing a terrifying ferocity, and he shouted in a deep voice, "Beast, don't force me to kill you."

"Woo!" The zombie growled and lunged at Ling Yanyan with bared teeth and claws.

Ling Yanyan stomped his foot on the ground and dodged the zombie's bite.

"Roar! Roar! Roar!" The zombie let out a shrill scream and staggered backward.

Taking advantage of the opportunity, Ling Yanyan lunged forward, his longsword drawing an arc as it struck the zombie's neck with a sharp scraping sound, sparks flying everywhere.

"Clang!" Ling Yanyan's wrist trembled, and he almost lost his grip on the long sword.

"Bang! Bang!" Ling Yanyan punched the zombie in the abdomen several times in a row, knocking it back several feet.

"Roar!" The zombie roared angrily, its eyes bloodshot, and it turned around to pounce on Ling Yanyan.