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

Chapter 943

Ling Yanyan looked down and saw that the sleeve of his right hand had been torn off, revealing a three-inch-long scar on his arm.

"Hiss!" Ling Yanyan gasped. "Luckily I reacted quickly, otherwise I would have been crippled."

Ling Yanyan hurriedly tore off some fabric from his clothes to bandage his wound, then went into the cave and took out some dry firewood to start a fire.

Soon, a campfire was lit, and Ling Yanyan took out the pheasant that he had already prepared and started roasting it.

However, he didn't dare use the strange fire this time, since it was very important to him right now.

"Mmm!" After the roast chicken was cooked, Ling Yanyan took a bite and exclaimed, "Delicious! It's been so long since I've had such delicious roast chicken."

Ling Yanyan ate while drinking the clear, sweet spring water.

"Roar!" Suddenly, a deafening roar came from afar.

Ling Yanyan frowned: "Damn it, those zombies are coming."

Ling Yanyan dared not delay and immediately jumped into the lake.

"Splash!" Ling Yanyan plunged into the lake, his body transforming into a swimming dragon as he sped forward.

Ling Yan Yan continued to move forward, and silver runes gradually appeared on his body.

Ling Yanyan was a good swimmer and swam forward without any obstacles. Before long, he passed through the forest and arrived at the foot of a mountain.

"Hoo!" Ling Yanyan emerged from the water, looking at the mountain peak before him with a solemn expression. "It seems this mountain peak is no ordinary one!"

"However, for the treasure, I'll risk it all!" Ling Yanyan gritted her teeth, leaped up to the mountaintop, sat cross-legged, and closed her eyes to cultivate.

Suddenly, a series of buzzing sounds rang out from Ling Yan Yan's body, and the silver runes on his body became even more dazzling.

"What's going on?" Ling Yanyan opened his eyes, his face full of astonishment, then his face lit up with joy, and he exclaimed excitedly, "This is a sign of a breakthrough!"

"It's like finding a needle in a haystack, only to have it come to me after all the effort! I originally planned to wait until my strength improved before breaking through, but I never expected to encounter such a wonderful opportunity today. It's truly a stroke of luck!"

Ling Yanyan was extremely excited. He immediately sat cross-legged and began to circulate his cultivation technique.

Ling Yanyan had no idea that a group of people were searching for him at that very moment. If he knew, he would probably cry himself to sleep in the bathroom.

A bolt of lightning struck a giant tree, splitting it in two and destroying the fruit that had grown on it.

A group of zombies roared angrily, but dared not approach the clearing created by the lightning.

"Crack!" A zombie suddenly fell to the ground, its body stiff and motionless.

The other zombies, witnessing this, retreated in terror, as if they had encountered the most terrifying being in the world.

At this moment, a man in black robes walked slowly in. He had a handsome face, deep eyes, and exuded a cold aura that was suffocating.

"Crack!" A tree suddenly exploded, sending debris flying and dust billowing everywhere.

The man in black robes had a cold expression. He lightly waved his fists, and bursts of white, icy air surged out. Any plants struck by the white, icy air froze, cracked, withered, and rotted.

Upon seeing this, the zombie growled wildly, seemingly terrified of the man before it and daring not to approach.

Suddenly, stones began to fall from the sky, crashing to the ground with dull thuds, and cracks spread outwards.

The zombie was so frightened that it ran away quickly.

"Boom!" Bolts of lightning struck continuously, destroying everything in their way.

The scene was one of utter devastation and ruin.

The zombies' angry shouts echoed incessantly.

"Boom!" A small meteorite suddenly fell on the top of a mountain, instantly leveling the summit.

With a mournful cry, hundreds of zombies perished here.

Strands of black, sinister energy drifted out from the zombie corpses, then disappeared into the void, their whereabouts unknown.

The man in the black robe looked up at the dark clouds in the sky, his pitch-black eyes flashing with evil and coldness.

"Hehehe!" The man in black robes laughed wildly, his voice sharp and piercing, sending chills down one's spine.