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

Chapter 868

"Buzz!"

Just as Ling Yanyan was pondering, a buzzing sound suddenly rang in his mind, making him tremble and instantly bring him back to his senses.

"not good!"

Ling Yanyan cursed inwardly and quickly looked up at the top of the coffin.

On the coffin lid was a jet-black bead, about the size of an infant's fist, which was now gleaming with a soft green light.

"Whoosh!"

A faint black light shot out at great speed, instantly piercing Ling Yanyan's right shoulder and knocking him back several steps.

"Damn it!"

Ling Yan cursed under his breath. He looked down and saw a black hole the size of a thumb on his right shoulder, from which bright red liquid gushed out, staining his clothes red.

This drop of blood is not ordinary blood; it is a drop of essence.

In the ancient martial arts world, every martial artist at the Innate Realm has essence blood stored within their body.

As long as this drop of essence blood is not completely depleted, even if the physical body collapses, the primordial soul can maintain a brief illusory state.

"This drop of essence blood belongs to at least a powerful expert in the early stage of the Innate Realm," Ling Yanyan frowned, pondering to himself.

In his view, this drop of blood must have been taken from the mummified corpse.

"Boom!"

Just as Ling Yanyan was about to continue his investigation, the massive bronze coffin trembled again, emitting a series of muffled booms, as if something was about to burst forth.

Ling Yanyan's eyes flickered as he stared at the bronze coffin, his mind racing with thoughts.

"Since that's the case, then I'll show you who I really am!"

Thinking of this, Ling Yanyan narrowed his eyes, a golden light burst forth, and then he slapped the bronze coffin with his palm.

"Oh!"

As Ling Yanyan struck down with his palm, a layer of bronze-colored light immediately appeared on the surface of the bronze coffin, blocking it from entering.

"Huh? There's actually a protective barrier?"

Ling Yanyan was slightly surprised, but he did not stop and slammed down with another palm.

One palm strike after another fell, each one delivered with all of Ling Yanyan's might, its power overwhelming, tearing the air apart with tiny cracks.

"Pfft!"

Finally, under Ling Yanyan's frantic bombardment, the bronze light shield was shattered, and then the restrictions on the coffin dissipated, revealing the scene inside.

Inside the bronze coffin was a mummified corpse, now badly decomposed and covered in spiderweb-like dust.

Looking at the mummified corpse, Ling Yanyan's eyelids twitched slightly, and a chill ran down his spine, making him feel a little uneasy.

Because he sensed a dangerous aura emanating from this mummified corpse, like a prehistoric beast ready to devour its prey.

"This mummified corpse is definitely not simple."

Ling Yanyan took a deep breath, suppressing the pounding in his heart, and slowly approached the mummified corpse.

Upon closer inspection, he discovered that the mummified corpse's lips were ulcerated, but he could still see that the corpse's teeth were incredibly sharp, capable of even crushing steel.

"Click!"

Ling Yanyan gripped the dagger and stabbed it at the mummified corpse's neck.

The dagger penetrated three-tenths of an inch into the flesh, but was firmly held in place and could not go any further.

Ling Yanyan tried to push the dagger, but the mummified corpse's neck was incredibly tough, and even with all his strength, he couldn't budge it an inch.

"Damn it!"

Ling Yan cursed, abruptly pulled back his dagger, then leaped up and kicked at the desiccated corpse's head.

"Oh!"

As soon as he kicked out, Ling Yanyan felt a tremendous force rebound back, sending him flying several meters backward.

The mummified corpse remained completely still.

"I don't believe it." Ling Yanyan snorted coldly and pounced on the corpse again, kicking it again and again.

"Bang bang bang!"

In the blink of an eye, Ling Yanyan had already unleashed over a hundred kicks, but to no avail. The mummified corpse was simply too sturdy, like a boulder, and no matter how much Ling Yanyan struggled, it was all in vain.

"Damn, this is so troublesome!" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but curse.

However, that's just his personality; the more difficult the situation, the more intense and excited he becomes.