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

Chapter 894

"Boy, I advise you to surrender obediently to avoid physical suffering." The old man stared at the man expressionlessly, his voice hoarse and full of authority.

"Don't even think about it!" the man roared through gritted teeth, his eyes bloodshot. He was determined to die, even if it meant his soul would be scattered, he would still seek revenge.

"Since you're so stubborn, don't blame me!" The old man's eyes turned cold, and he said indifferently, "Die."

"Roar!" At this critical moment, the zombie king suddenly let out an angry roar, and then his body swelled up again, returning to its peak state in the blink of an eye.

With a "whoosh," the zombie king vanished from its spot in the blink of an eye, only to reappear in front of the man.

"Oh no!" The man's face suddenly changed, his pupils contracted sharply, goosebumps rose all over his body, and a chill ran down his spine.

"Bang!" The zombie king swung out a claw, and the fierce force directly hit the man.

The man's protective spiritual energy shattered instantly, and he was sent flying backward.

"Pfft!" A mouthful of blood spurted out, staining the long robe red.

"How is this possible? You're still alive?" The man's eyes widened in shock. He had clearly felt the zombie king's attack penetrate his defenses and hit his vitals.

However, he was unharmed, only spitting out a mouthful of blood.

What's the matter?

"Just who is this guy?" The Zombie King stood in the void, his crimson eyes filled with astonishment and doubt.

Although the attack just now wasn't fatal, it was still something most people couldn't withstand, yet the man wasn't injured. It's too strange.

The Zombie King's attacks were powerful, but he couldn't kill his opponent instantly, which puzzled him.

You should know that he cultivates an evil corpse-devouring technique, which will cause his power to surge once he drinks fresh blood.

Moreover, with each level of strength he gains, he becomes increasingly ferocious, making his combat power extremely terrifying.

"Roar!" The zombie king roared, then opened its mouth and spat out several mouthfuls of black liquid at the man, which was extremely corrosive, just like sulfuric acid.

The man's expression changed drastically, and he immediately dodged to the side, but he was still splashed with the liquid, and a sharp pain spread throughout his body.

"Ah!" the man couldn't help but scream, his body trembling and his eyes filled with terror.

"You beast, die!" At the same time, a cold shout came, and Ling Yanyan's figure flashed, instantly appearing behind the man. He struck out with a palm, carrying a monstrous wave of energy, and crashed down.

"Boom!" As the palm strike landed, the ground shook violently, the entire valley trembled violently, and countless rocks tumbled down.

"It's over!" Seeing this, the man turned pale and closed his eyes in despair.

However, after waiting for a long time, the expected pain did not come.

"Who?" The man suddenly opened his eyes and was shocked to find himself unharmed.

He clearly felt the destructive power of that palm strike just now, and it was impossible for him to block it. How come he is completely unharmed now?

"Don't be nervous, kid, I saved you." A gentle voice slowly rang out.

"It's you?" Upon hearing the voice, the man was taken aback at first, then his face darkened, and he roared, "Old man, you ruined my plans, I won't let you get away with this today!"

As he spoke, the man's figure flashed and he rushed towards Ling Yanyan, releasing a chilling killing intent from his entire body.

Ling Yanyan frowned slightly, his body trembled, and his powerful strength erupted wildly, condensing into a solid barrier to block the man's attack.

"Bang!" The next moment, a dull thud rang out, and the man's body was immediately thrown away, crashing heavily to the ground, leaving a series of footprints on the ground.

"Pfft!" The man's face twitched again, and he spat out a mouthful of blood.

In their two encounters, he was completely suppressed by Ling Yanyan.

"You!" The man struggled to his feet, pointed at Ling Yanyan, but couldn't utter a word.

Ling Yanyan was tall and burly, with dark skin. He was dressed in rough linen, and his eyes were deep and murky, gleaming with a cold, sinister light, like a venomous snake, which made people tremble with fear.