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

Chapter 481

He hadn't expected Ling Yanyan to be so insane, daring to consume two Breaking Yuan Pills in one go. Such a brutal method was completely unsuitable for a normal human being.

Ling Yanyan shrugged, then took out another Breaking Yuan Pill and put it in his mouth, saying calmly, "My soul power is severely depleted. I need to use these two Breaking Yuan Pills to restore my soul power, otherwise I won't be able to hold on for long."

"You!" Ksitigarbha Ghost King gritted his teeth and glared at Ling Yan Yan, then cursed hatefully, "Damn little brat, you just wait, one day I will tear you to pieces!"

After saying that, the Ksitigarbha Ghost King transformed into a thick cloud of black smoke and entered the black stone slab. Immediately afterwards, the entire black stone slab emitted a faint black luster, and strange runes emanated from it.

With a "whoosh," the Ksitigarbha Ghost King vanished completely, and the dense symbols on the black stone slab vaguely formed a mysterious and unpredictable pattern, emitting beams of black light.

"Whoosh!"

Ling Yanyan's figure swayed slightly and then appeared at the other end of the cave.

Not far in front of Ling Yanyan, there lay a spirit herb that was as black as ink, emitting specks of black light.

"What kind of spiritual herb is this?" A hint of doubt flashed in Ling Yanyan's eyes. He examined it carefully but found nothing.

Ling Yanyan reached out and plucked the jet-black spiritual herb, then put it away. This jet-black herb emitted waves of extremely pure spiritual energy.

It made Ling Yanyan feel completely relaxed, as if he were soaking in a hot spring.

"Hmm, what is this?" Suddenly, Ling Yanyan discovered a secret about this spiritual herb. It turned out that the leaves of this spiritual herb contained a drop of black liquid. Although there was not much of it, it was filled with terrifying power.

"This must be a drop of the Ksitigarbha Ghost King's tear. No wonder he's a peak second-grade Ghost King." Ling Yan Yan sighed inwardly, then directly swallowed the black tear.

Suddenly, an extremely powerful soul force erupted in Ling Yanyan's mind, causing him to let out a muffled groan.

Immediately afterwards, Ling Yanyan closed his eyes, circulated his cultivation technique, and began to frantically absorb this soul power.

"Boom!" A monstrous wave surged in Ling Yan Yan's sea of ​​consciousness, and the surging soul power rushed outwards like a river, while Ling Yan Yan gradually fell into a deep sleep.

Ling Yan Yan didn't know how much time had passed when suddenly, a cold and domineering voice rang in his ears: "Boy, get over here and die!"

Ling Yanyan opened his eyes, and an extremely cold aura instantly permeated his entire body. This extreme cold even froze the space, making the entire valley icy and bone-chilling.

Ling Yanyan frowned slightly. He looked up and saw a hideous and terrifying skeleton floating in the void, holding an oil lamp in its hand, which was burning fiercely.

"Is this the lingering resentment of the Ghost King Palace Master?" Ling Yanyan murmured to himself.

"Little fellow, today I will definitely possess your body, take over your physical form, and come back to life, hahahaha!" Ksitigarbha Ghost King laughed wildly, then suddenly swung the oil lamp in his hand and smashed it directly towards Ling Yan Yan.

Ling Yanyan's eyes revealed a hint of disdain, and then he threw a punch with his right hand, directly meeting the attack of the Earthly Ghost King.

"Bang!" The oil lamp in the hand of the Ksitigarbha Ghost King was knocked away, and Ling Yanyan took three steps back before regaining his footing.

"Hmm?" Ksitigarbha Ghost King let out a soft exclamation, looking quite surprised. He hadn't used much power in this move, yet this little devil was able to block his attack.

"Not bad, it seems this physical body is not bad at all." The Ksitigarbha Ghost King's tone became increasingly excited.

"Enough with the nonsense, let's continue." Ling Yanyan's expression was calm, then he clenched his fist, and his aura became even more powerful.

"Roar!" The Earthly Ghost King roared angrily, and then his figure suddenly rushed over, grabbing at Ling Yan Yan with a claw.

"Oh!"

Ling Yanyan crossed his arms in front of his chest and collided with the Earthly Ghost King. Ling Yanyan staggered back five or six steps before stopping.

"Heh heh, is that all you've got? I didn't even use a fraction of my power just now. You think you're worthy of being called a Ghost King?" Ksitigarbha Ghost King chuckled, his face full of mockery.

"Is that so?" Ling Yanyan's expression grew colder and colder. Then, in a flash, he pounced on the Earthly Ghost King once again.

"Bang bang bang!" Ling Yanyan's speed was extremely fast, and the power of each strike was immense. Moreover, Ling Yanyan's physical attributes were formidable. With each punch he unleashed, he forced the Earthly Ghost King to retreat in defeat.

With a roar, the Ksitigarbha Ghost King soared into the sky and leaped into the air. His hands lashed out repeatedly, creating a series of whooshing sounds as he struck down at Ling Yan Yan below.

"You're courting death!" Ling Yanyan roared, his legs suddenly stomping out, his entire body soaring into the air, and he directly punched the Earthly Ghost King in mid-air.

With a loud "bang!", the two collided, producing a deafening sound. A powerful force swept in all directions, causing the nearby mountain walls to tremble precariously.

"Crack!" The Ksitigarbha Ghost King's ribs broke, and his figure flew backward, crashing heavily to the ground.