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

Chapter 822

"Hiss!!" The Zombie King hissed again, staring angrily at Ling Yan Yan, its eyes flashing with a fierce light.

Ling Yanyan pouted: "Can you stop glaring at me like that? It's creepy. I'm a coward, so you'd better just surrender."

Ling Yan Yan put on a frightened expression and said in a pretentious manner. The Zombie King hissed again.

Ling Yanyan shook his head and sighed, saying, "Alas, what a pathetic man, reduced to begging for mercy, sigh!"

The zombie king's eyes were filled with furious flames as he glared at Ling Yan Yan, looking as if he wanted to devour him.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Don't you want to live anymore?" Ling Yanyan blinked and said, a cunning glint in his eyes.

A hint of confusion flashed in the Zombie King's eyes; he didn't understand what Ling Yanyan meant.

"Don't you know you're ugly, yet you keep staring at me? You perverted freak!"

"Uh!" The Zombie King froze, staring blankly at Ling Yanyan.

"Hehe, scared, huh?" Ling Yanyan chuckled, and taking advantage of the zombie king's dazed state, he flashed a purplish-black flame with the Netherworld Demon Blade in his hand and slashed towards the zombie king.

The zombie king was startled, then quickly retreated.

"Hehe, just as I thought." Ling Yanyan's lips curled up slightly, and a glint of light flashed in his eyes.

Ling Yanyan's figure blurred, and he instantly appeared in front of the Zombie King, holding the Netherworld Demon Blade in his right hand and forming a hand seal with his left hand to condense a spiritual seal.

"Whoosh!" Ling Yan Yan swung his arm, and the spirit seal flew out of his hand, slamming hard into the zombie king's abdomen.

Ling Yanyan's lips curled slightly as he gripped his sword in his right hand and slashed horizontally.

With a single sword strike, he cleaved the zombie king in two at the waist, instantly turning it into a pile of minced meat and disappearing without a trace.

Ling Yan Yan frowned slightly. His spirit seal had failed, which made him very unhappy.

He looked around, and suddenly, he sensed danger approaching.

Ling Yanyan quickly leaped backward to dodge a sharp spike that was attacking from behind.

The figure of the Zombie King quietly appeared.

"!" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but curse. This guy was too despicable, he actually resorted to underhanded tactics.

"Pfft!!"

The zombie king opened its mouth and spat out venom, which was black and highly corrosive; anyone who came into contact with it would surely die.

"Sssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss!!"

As the venom sprayed out, Ling Yanyan's body twisted grotesquely, and the venom landed entirely on the boulder behind him.

"Bang!" The boulder exploded and turned into powder.

The Zombie King glared angrily at Ling Yanyan, his scarlet eyes filled with murderous intent, and his sharp teeth were covered with venomous fangs.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath, and hurriedly took a few steps back to create distance.

The Zombie King's venom was very potent. Even after so much time had passed, Ling Yanyan still felt a tingling sensation in his body, and his muscles ached terribly.

Ling Yanyan took a deep breath and stared intently at the Zombie King.

The zombie king roared in a low voice, its body gradually becoming ethereal, and finally disappearing completely.

Ling Yanyan cautiously scanned his surroundings, but did not see any trace of the Zombie King.

Ling Yanyan clasped his arms to his chest, closed his eyes, and listened carefully to the sounds around him, but unfortunately, he still found nothing.

"call out!!"

Suddenly, Ling Yanyan felt a chill on his neck, and a foul stench assaulted his nostrils, almost suffocating him. He quickly opened his eyes.

A silver-gray snake tail, carrying terrifying power, lashed towards Ling Yanyan's head.

"Damn it! Another sneak attack." Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath, bent his knees, and jumped away with incredible speed, narrowly avoiding the attack.

"Boom!" A boulder weighing several hundred kilograms shattered with a deafening roar, filling the air with smoke.

"Whoosh whoosh!!!" Then, silver-gray snake tails attacked Ling Yan Yan from various positions, their power terrifying.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan cursed and hurriedly swung his knife to defend himself.

"Clang clang clang!!" The Netherworld Demon Blade kept blocking the Zombie King's snake tail.

Ling Yanyan nimbly dodged the snake's tail attack.

Suddenly, the Zombie King opened its mouth and spat out a bright green tongue, like a whip, which shot swiftly toward Ling Yanyan's throat with lightning speed.

"Damn it!" Ling Yanyan broke out in a cold sweat. Luckily, he dodged in time, or he would have been finished.

The Zombie King's tongue is extremely sharp, comparable to a weapon.

Ling Yanyan stomped her foot hard, using the rebound force to jump onto another ancient tree.

The Zombie King's tongue wrapped around the ancient tree, tearing it frantically. In the blink of an eye, it uprooted the tree and threw it at Ling Yanyan.

"Damn it! He's supposed to be a peak fifth-tier zombie king, how come he's acting like a shrew?" Ling Yanyan muttered to himself, hurriedly flying through the air to avoid the ancient tree.

The ancient tree spun in mid-air and crashed down on Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan's face turned cold as he gripped the Netherworld Demon Blade in his right hand, raised it high above his head, and slashed it down.

"Bang!" The ancient tree exploded in mid-air, scattering wood chips everywhere. Ling Yanyan hurriedly activated his spiritual energy shield.

"Fizz!"

The Zombie King opened its mouth and spat out a glob of venom. Ling Yanyan hurriedly dodged, but the venom landed where he had been standing, instantly turning the area black and emitting wisps of smoke.

The zombie king hissed, its scarlet eyes fixed on Ling Yanyan, and its body slowly began to writhe.

"Om!!"

Suddenly, three zombie soldiers appeared beside the zombie king. The three zombie soldiers held steel forks, were expressionless, had empty eye sockets, and distorted faces, which were extremely creepy.

The three corpse soldiers rushed towards Ling Yanyan as soon as they appeared.

"Hmph! A mere trick." Ling Yan Yan's lips curled into a mocking smile as he formed hand seals and shouted, "Water attribute spirit seal, destroy!"

"Splash!" Two curtains of water appeared out of thin air in front of Ling Yanyan.

"boom!"

The water curtain collided with the steel fork, causing an explosion that shattered the fork instantly.

"Hiss!!" The zombie king let out a hoarse roar, its scarlet eyes gleaming with overwhelming ferocity.

The three corpse soldiers were all at the level of two-star warriors, and Ling Yanyan could easily deal with them.

The corpse soldiers' bodies gradually swelled, their skin turned pitch black, and they emitted a dense aura of death.

The Zombie King roared, and three zombie soldiers charged towards Ling Yan Yan simultaneously, their momentum fierce and extremely savage.

"You're courting death!!" Ling Yanyan's eyes were icy cold. Holding the Netherworld Demon Blade, he moved to meet the attack.

Ling Yanyan raised his knife and brought it down, sending a bloody head flying into the air.

"Boom!"

Following that, the remaining two corpse soldiers were also dealt with by Ling Yanyan.