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

Chapter 897

Ling Yanyan froze instantly, his face blank, a strong sense of defeat welling up in his heart, he even doubted whether he was really going to die.

The Zombie King grabbed Ling Yanyan by the neck and said coldly, "Don't struggle, you can't escape."

Ling Yanyan showed no fear whatsoever, instead retorting sarcastically, "Even if I die, I will not let you possess my body!"

"Is that so?" The zombie king's lips curled into a cruel sneer. "You think I need a body? You overestimate yourself!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the Zombie King flicked his finger, and a black beam shot directly into Ling Yan Yan's forehead, killing him instantly.

Ling Yanyan's body fell to the ground. With a wave of his hand, the Zombie King unleashed an invisible force that enveloped Ling Yanyan, turning him to ashes in an instant.

The zombie king casually sat down, took out some pills, and swallowed them to recover from his injuries.

"I'm really lucky this time. I actually encountered a fifth-grade Saint Soul Master and three decent weapons," the Zombie King thought to himself with delight.

Not long ago, the Zombie King discovered that Ling Yanyan was carrying many precious medicinal herbs, so he followed him.

"These medicinal herbs are enough for me to advance to level five!" the Zombie King exclaimed excitedly, his eyes gleaming with excited green light.

"...Huff huff!"

A moment later, a gust of cold wind blew in, and a young man in black robes appeared out of nowhere.

The young man's eyes were bloodshot, radiating a chilling aura, and his body was enveloped in a dense, cold current, making him look like a demon from hell.

The Zombie King suddenly opened his eyes, his cold gaze sweeping over the black-robed youth. He said chillingly, "Your aura is exactly the same as that of the corpse just now. It seems you two have a close relationship."

Before the Zombie King could finish speaking, the black-robed youth shot forward like lightning, his speed incredibly fast, accompanied by the sound of air being torn apart.

The Zombie King's eyes narrowed instantly, and he said fiercely, "So it was you!"

The black-robed youth threw a punch, catching the zombie king off guard. A deep thud came from his abdomen, and his body flew backward in a straight line.

"Such powerful strength!" The Zombie King was shocked. His body was in excruciating pain, and his internal organs were almost shattered. He couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of blood, and his chest heaved violently.

Ling Yanyan's face was icy cold, and his eyes gleamed with a sharp, icy light.

"Damn it! I was recognized!" Ling Yanyan cursed inwardly. He knew he had concealed his strength, but he still was recognized.

Ling Yanyan glanced around and realized that this was not a place he was familiar with. He frowned slightly and a sense of foreboding rose in his heart.

"Who exactly are you? Why are you in this godforsaken place?" Ling Yanyan stared at the zombie king and asked in a chilling tone.

The place was filled with an eerie, yin energy, and Ling Yanyan felt very uncomfortable.

The Zombie King wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth and sneered, "Kid, since you know who I am, you should understand that you're dead today!"

Hearing the Zombie King's arrogant and presumptuous words, Ling Yan Yan felt a surge of anger.

This guy is just too arrogant. Does he really think he's a pushover?

Seeing Ling Yanyan's furious expression, the Zombie King laughed smugly, "What? Angry? Haha! Too bad, too late!"

After saying that, the Zombie King charged forward again, his hand transforming into a claw as he grabbed at Ling Yan Yan's neck, the incomparably sharp claw light tearing through the sky.

Ling Yanyan took a half step back, dodging the zombie king's attack, and then kicked out with his right leg like a steel whip, containing terrifying power.

Upon seeing this, the Zombie King's expression changed drastically. He immediately withdrew his claw-shaped attack and switched from offense to defense, blocking Ling Yan Yan's attack.

"boom!"

A muffled thud rang out, and both men were forced back dozens of meters by the opponent's enormous recoil.

The Zombie King felt his arm go numb and almost dislocated. He was terrified that Ling Yan Yan's physical body could actually contend with his.

"No wonder you dared to barge in seeking revenge; you do have some skill!" the Zombie King sneered, his eyes flashing with bloodthirsty killing intent. "Kid, don't think you can beat me just because you have a few tricks up your sleeve!"