Chapter 1: I am a Zombie

  The Tianyuan Continent, a small piece of land in the vast universe, tiny and weak, completely unremarkable.

  Suddenly, the blood moon hung high, and the bloody clouds wrapped around it. The vast sky turned blood red in an instant, as if a sea of blood had appeared, crashing down to destroy the entire world, extremely terrifying.

  Palpitations, boundless palpitations, even the humblest of mortals felt the threat of death, one by one wailing to heaven and earth, kneeling and kowtowing, praying for the protection of the heavens.

  Whoosh! Whoosh!

  On the top of Tianyuan Divine Mountain, rays of light shot out, and a large number of human figures appeared in the void. They stood tall in the ninth heaven, defying the wind with pride. The ordinary people on the ground were even more excited, shouting "Divine Savior!"

  "Hehe, we're just a group of weak and small cultivators, what's the point of being gods? These foolish commoners!"

  "Insects in summer cannot talk about ice, and the master does not need to care about these things. It's just that my Tianyuan Continent is extremely weak and small. This heavenly phenomenon seems to be a sea of demonic blood, I don't know if it's good fortune or disaster!"

  A figure clad in a green robe, floating in mid-air, with a faint frown on his brow, gazing out at the endless bloody clouds on the horizon, remaining silent for a long time.

  "It's useless to guess, pass down the order, disciples of Tianyuan Sect, when traveling outside, must be more vigilant and cautious, if encountering demonic creatures, they must be killed without hesitation!"

  The figure in blue robes had a calm and serene face, but it instantly turned cold and stern, icy as frost, with an aura of killing intent that was oppressive.

  ……

  "What...where is this? What's going on?"

  Wang Qian felt a splitting headache, and what shocked him even more was that he no longer had a physical body, as if he were just a cluster of soul consciousness, surrounded by dark red blood-colored mist everywhere, thick like paste.

  "What is this place? Haven't I died yet?"

  Doubts in my mind, memories of the past, one after another emerged.

  He clearly remembered that he was just a history major university student, who had just graduated this year and joined a provincial archaeological team to excavate the ancient site of Yunmeng Ze. When he got separated from his teammates, he fell into a mysterious pit. Before he could even turn around, a black light flashed by, and he clearly saw his body disintegrating inch by inch. He thought it was certain death, but who would have thought that he would end up in such a strange world now?

  "Never mind, since I'm here, I'll make the best of it. I'll study this strange place carefully, can't be trapped here forever like a living dead!"

  Wang Qian kept comforting himself, gradually forgetting his fear, and began to control his consciousness, constantly shuttling back and forth in this crimson foggy world.

  Endless and boundless, Wang Qian felt deeply after experiencing a long period of time that this world was indeed big beyond imagination.

  "Huh?"

  His heart skipped a beat as he finally discovered the first secret of this world. The crimson mist surrounding his consciousness was mysterious and unfathomable. As he continued to shuttle through it, whenever he felt tired, wisps of red mist would merge into his soul's consciousness, causing a massive spiritual shock, as if he had taken a Ten Complete Great Supplement Pill, making him feel invigorated beyond measure.

  "Haha, great, too good! This red mist can actually be absorbed by my soul, it seems it's not something bad after all. Absorb!"

  Under his conscious control, he absorbed the red mist more quickly, and he seemed to be a kind of black hole celestial body, emitting a huge attractive force. The surrounding red mist rushed over in clusters and streams, forming a whirlpool.

  Under such circumstances, Wang Qian forgot about time and everything else, his whole person immersed in a state of tranquility as if returning to the womb, only subconsciously continuously absorbing the red mist around him.

  He didn't realize he was drifting deeper into the fog.

  Buzz!

  Wang Gan's consciousness trembled for a moment, as if he had heard the Huang Zhong Da Lü, and his whole body was shocked awake from its previous state.

  A feeling, it's just his heart trembling.

  "What? What is this thing?"

  In front of him, a fist-sized dark red sphere floated quietly, with red mist surging in continuously around it. Wang Qian suddenly felt a deep sense of inferiority. The speed at which he had absorbed the red mist earlier was fundamentally not on the same level as this person's absorption. The gap was boundless, just like fireflies compared to the bright moon.

  Carefully measuring this dark red sphere, a complex network of fine lines floats on its surface, and after looking at it for a long time, I feel dizzy.

  "Huh? What is this thing? The substance that makes up this dark red sphere must be the same as the red mist I inhaled, but it's solidified!"

  Instinctively, purely out of instinct, Wang Qian wanted to swallow this dark red orb in one gulp.

  "Whatever, I'll just go with it. When will this end? I didn't feel any danger from that dark red orb, so I'll just swallow it first!"

  Whoosh!

  Wang Qian's soul consciousness now emits a faint red glow, which is extremely bright and seems to be the most beautiful substance in the world. His soul also appears to be a small, pocket-sized person who takes one step forward and instantly enters the sphere.

  The seemingly solid sphere did not hinder Zhou Fan's soul consciousness in the slightest, and he directly entered the interior of the red sphere!

  "Huh? What's this?"

  A faint spiritual fluctuation, extremely weak, clearly reflected in Zhou Fan's soul consciousness.

  Innumerable complex thoughts surged forth, and he finally felt something was off.

  "Could it be that within this red sphere, another soul consciousness is being nurtured? And if he truly awakens and attacks me with this boundless red mist, my small body will be instantly swept away!"

  Wang Gan thought for a moment, and he was suddenly afraid. He could completely imagine the scene: when the thing incubated by this red sphere truly matured and woke up, it would discover him as an outsider. It would definitely be a solid sphere that would brutally smash him to pieces in an instant, and then his soul consciousness would thoroughly shatter!

  "Grandma's, a dead friend is better than a poor friend, I'm sorry, for the sake of my own life, I can only sacrifice you. However, your current soul consciousness is very weak and hasn't formed its own thoughts, so it probably doesn't feel anything!"

  Wang Qian sank into thought for a moment, steeled himself and, thinking of his own life, he came up with an idea.

  Inside the dark red sphere, at its core, was a faint spiritual fluctuation, which was the source of this mysterious soul. Under Wang Qian's fierce attack, he instantly charged in and opened his mouth wide, swallowing the source of the soul in one go.

  "Oh no!"

  Silently roaring, Wang Qian suddenly seemed to have returned to the endless slaughter, his cruel and bloodthirsty intentions constantly filling his soul, wanting him to thoroughly sink and become a madman who only knew how to kill!

  "What kind of devilish thing is this, wanting me to become your slave and lose my original will? Dream on, all illusions shatter for me! Shatter! Shatter!"

  The mighty roar of the abyss, Wang Qian's soul trembled violently, and suddenly a hazy blue light flashed, chaotic and boundless, as if it was the source of all lights, purifying everything, illuminating the ages, majestic and magnificent beyond compare, completely unlike an ordinary mortal.

  However, Wang Qian did not notice anything unusual, only feeling a slight relief in his soul. Then all the bloody killing scenes and vast murderous intentions disappeared without a trace.

  Control, complete control. At this moment, a strong emotion surged in Wang Qian's heart, devouring the unformed soul consciousness. Although he was also on the verge of death, almost shattered by the intense killing intent, but now he was completely relaxed, feeling that all of this crimson misty space was under his control, with just one thought, he could be the master of the universe!

  Immersed in this feeling, after a brief moment, Wang Qian's consciousness suddenly burst forth and actually left the crimson misty space.

  Endless darkness world, here is unknown in the underground how many miles away, a crystal coffin quietly lay on a golden altar.

  This is a mausoleum, the top of which is adorned with mysterious and intricate patterns, vaguely visible are the endless sun, moon and stars in motion, a hazy starlight covers the coffin, as if it were draped in a layer of silver gauze, ethereal and enigmatic.

  Numerous treasures are inlaid on the murals of the mausoleum, looking magnificent and majestic, dignified and imposing.

  If it were a master of Feng Shui, this place would certainly be the imperial mausoleum, seizing the creation of heaven and earth, taking the mystery of the sun and moon, obviously designed and built by a high-ranking person.

  In a transparent crystal coffin, a body was quietly sleeping. The person looked like a young man, but his temples were covered with silver hair. Under the sword-like eyebrows, his eyes were tightly closed, and his nose bridge was straight. His mouth was square and firm, and his skin was as smooth as jade, white with a hint of red. In a daze, you could see the blood flowing through the blood vessels under his skin.

  The quiet underground mausoleum, how many years have passed without a sound.

  At that moment, the tightly closed corpse suddenly opened its eyes, a sharp beam of light shot onto the coffin, rippling and eventually disappearing without a trace.

  ……

  Wang Gan opened his eyes and suddenly stared with wide eyes.

  "This, this is a coffin? I actually slept in a coffin? No, my body was already destroyed by that black light, so where is this place? This body? Dead person? Undead person? Zombie?"

  Endless thoughts suddenly filled Wang Qian's mind, and he felt incredibly ridiculous.

  He had long since died, leaving only his soul wandering in the crimson misty space for a long time, finally devouring that unformed soul consciousness, undergoing a mysterious transformation.

  Who would have thought that when I opened my eyes, I found myself lying in a coffin.

  This strange and mysterious experience confused Wang Qian's mind.

  He closed his eyes and thought quietly, slowly sorting out the thoughts in his mind.

  After a long time, he opened his eyes again, still in that coffin. The residual light swept over his body, familiar yet strange, and extremely stiff, unable to move at all!

  "Zombie! My king Wang Qian has actually become a zombie! And it's even a re-generated one!"

  His soul was thunderstruck, as if countless lightning bolts were rampaging wildly in his brain. Finally, he accepted this reality - he had indeed become a zombie.

  "It's really a big world with no surprises, but legend has it that zombies can cultivate and live forever, born to jump out of the three realms and not in the five elements. However, I don't know if there are legendary demon-slaying and Tao-protecting masters who would see me, this little zombie, and randomly kill me to refine a treasure, that would be too tragic!"

  At this time, Wang Gan had completely calmed down and instead many chaotic thoughts emerged in his mind.

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