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

Chapter 942

Ling Yanyan wouldn't let him escape. He sprang up, raised his long sword high, and slashed at the top of the zombie's head.

The zombie's eyes widened in horror as it tried to resist, but it was too late.

The longsword cleaved down, splitting the zombie's head in two, and blood splattered everywhere.

The zombie's head rolled to the ground, its eyes wide open, its death unresolved.

Ling Yan Yan sheathed his longsword, turned to look at the pile of powder, and muttered to himself, "What is this thing? It can actually withstand the claws and fangs of zombies and even emits a faint fragrance."

Ling Yanyan squatted down and used his longsword to pick up a fist-sized blue-purple bead.

The beads are crystal clear, with a faint green light flowing inside, emitting a cool and refreshing scent.

"Huh? There's something strange about this thing." Ling Yanyan sniffed it lightly, his eyes gleaming, then he brought the bead to his nose and smelled it again. "There really is something strange about it!"

Ling Yanyan held the bead in his left palm, circulated the spiritual energy in his dantian, and poured it into his palm.

"Boom!" Suddenly, a thick cloud of white smoke billowed out of the bead, and Ling Yanyan coughed as he was choked by it.

"Ptooey! Cough cough! What the hell is this stuff? Why is it so pungent?" Ling Yanyan couldn't help but complain.

Ling Yanyan raised his left hand, looking at the bead in his palm with his brows furrowed, as if deep in thought.

At that moment, another group of zombies appeared not far away.

These zombies were all male, with a pair of scarlet eyes that gleamed with a bloodthirsty light.

"Damn it, why are you bastards still haunting me?" Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath, then stood up, staring warily at the zombie in front of him, while circulating the spiritual energy in his dantian and gathering it in the bead in his hand.

"Whoosh!" A thick mist emanated from the bead in Ling Yanyan's hand, enveloping him.

Upon seeing this, the zombies all fired arrows at Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan quickly dodged, avoiding the incoming arrows.

"Swoosh!" One of the zombies seized the opportunity to shoot Ling Yanyan, the sharp arrow piercing through his skin and embedding itself deep inside.

Ling Yanyan grunted, hurriedly pulled out the arrow, threw it at the zombie, and retreated rapidly at the same time.

An arrow pierced the zombie's forehead, instantly killing it. The zombie twitched a few times before falling to the ground and remaining still.

"What exactly is this bead?" Ling Yanyan looked at the bead in his palm, his heart filled with doubt. "It's actually highly poisonous, attracting not only demonic beasts but also zombies."

"No matter what this bead is, it's definitely related to zombies." Ling Yanyan's face showed excitement, and a faint smile appeared on his lips. "Zombie, this bead is mine! Hahaha!"

At this moment, a group of zombies suddenly rushed out from all sides, surrounding Ling Yan Yan and constantly growling.

"Damn it, is this ever going to end?" Ling Yanyan cursed. "Since you want to be tortured, then I'll send you on your way."

As soon as Ling Yanyan finished speaking, his figure vanished from the spot.

Ling Yanyan's figure kept flashing in and out, and with each flash, a zombie would inevitably die.

In just a few seconds, all the zombies surrounding Ling Yanyan fell to the ground, dead beyond any doubt.

Ling Yanyan dealt with all the zombies, wiped the sweat from his forehead, and gasped for breath: "Damn, I'm exhausted."

A series of roars approached from afar, causing Ling Yan Yan's heart to tremble and his expression to change drastically. He hurriedly used the "Wind Control Technique" to fly away from the place.

Ling Yanyan's battle had been too loud, waking up the nearby zombies.

Not long after Ling Yanyan left, many zombies appeared.

Ling Yanyan hid in the dense forest, listening to the zombies' constant low growls, feeling a little uneasy: "I hope they don't chase after me."

After a while, Ling Yanyan finally shook off the zombies' pursuit and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Hehe, these zombies must be scared of me!" Ling Yanyan patted his stomach. "Time to eat."

Ling Yanyan found a secluded cave, went inside, and prepared to grill the fish.

At this moment, Ling Yanyan suddenly felt a slight pain in her right arm.