Chapter 5: Cave of Fierce Fighting
Crack crack crack——
Countless flashes of lightning danced in the air, thunder shook the ears and made them deaf.
Squeak squeak squeak——
In the cold and gloomy cave, a harsh and discordant sound suddenly echoed, against the backdrop of heavy rain, sending shivers down one's spine.
Hmph!
A loud noise came from a coffin standing upright against the wall; the heavy coffin lid fell over, slapped to the ground, and raised a cloud of dust.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
A zombie jumped out of a coffin with a loud thud.
Blue face and fangs, ferocious appearance; stiffly stretched out in front of him were his arms, with over three inches long dark purple fingernails gleaming coldly; all over his body was a layer of yellowish-brown scutes, like armor, looking extremely defensive.
This zombie is undoubtedly Zhang Yang.
It has been nearly half a month since Zhang Yang advanced to the rank of You Shi (Wandering Corpse).
After arduous cultivation, Zhang Yang may not have advanced again, but the realm of You Shi's first level has been consolidated; another major achievement is that according to the method recorded in "Miscellaneous Articles", he practiced hard to cultivate his spiritual consciousness and finally achieved externalization of his spiritual consciousness - although it was only within a range of about 10 meters.
It took Zhang Feng only ten days to cultivate his divine consciousness to this extent, but in the following days, no matter how hard he tried, this range could not be expanded again.
Zhang Yang knew that even if he tried harder, it would probably be in vain.
This is limited by the boundary, and it's hard to solve the problem before promotion.
Relying on this barren cave, yin energy is so scarce, it's simply impossible to advance.
For various reasons, Zhang Yang felt it was time for him to leave this place.
Just then, they encountered this sudden downpour of rain.
The thunder rumbled and circled continuously above the mountain top.
The zombie companions all cowered and hid in their coffins, not daring to move.
Zhang Yang also felt a wave of fear rising from his heart, but he still suppressed the fear and jumped out of the coffin.
This is not to say that Zhang Yang was reckless, but rather he didn't think an extra layer of coffin boards could provide much protection for himself. A bolt of lightning would render the thickness of the coffin boards useless.
Through the cave entrance, looking at the continuously flashing lightning in the sky, feeling the terror of this heavenly might, Zhang Yang was also secretly frightened.
It seems that zombies are indeed pitiful creatures! These little zombies hiding in the mountain caves have thunderbolts surrounding them, if they were on flat ground, they would probably have been struck to ashes long ago.
"Damn it! Why am I so unlucky? Reborn as a zombie, and not only do I look ugly, but I also have to be careful not to get struck by lightning all the time!"
If he were human, Zhang Yang would have been in tears by now.
Just then, a human voice suddenly came from outside the cave.
The voice was very low, almost inaudible under the cover of the continuous rumble of thunder and rain.
However, Zhang Yang still believed in his intuition.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
Lightly jumping past, hiding at the entrance of the cave beside the mountain wall, divine sense spreading out.
The surrounding scene, like a video recording, was immediately reflected clearly in the mind - raindrops hitting the ground, forming bubbles one after another; several earthworms crawled out of the soft mud, breathing freely and comfortably...
Apart from this, there were no other suspicious signs.
Zhang Yang did not give up his vigilance because of this. His spiritual consciousness could only cover a range of about ten meters, which was an extremely close distance. In a fight, it might still be of some use, but as reconnaissance, it was far from enough.
Sure, here is the translation:
As expected, soon someone else spread the news over.
"...just nearby..."
"There must be an entrance..."
"Let me think for a moment..."
In the intermittent thunderstorm, it was hard to hear clearly, but Zhang Yang was surprised to find that he could actually understand the language here.
In an unfamiliar environment, being able to understand the language here is undoubtedly an additional guarantee of survival. Otherwise, with his zombie identity, wanting to learn the foreign language of the Xiuzhen world would be simply impossible.
The sound of footsteps was getting closer and closer, and suddenly a surprised voice rang out:
"Big brother! Found it! There's an entrance here!"
Between the divine consciousness scans, only a small white and chubby Taoist was seen outside.
Two other Taoists rushed over with surprised expressions on their faces.
Ordinary zombies need to reach the purple zombie stage, and humans correspond to the foundation-building period of cultivators. Only then is it possible for the divine consciousness to be released - of course, this only means that the conditions for releasing the divine consciousness are met, and whether or not one can actually do so still depends on their individual cultivation.
Zhang Yang, who had cultivated the "Taiyin Lianxing" technique, was about to advance to the Small You Corpse stage and could already release his divine consciousness, which was extremely advantageous.
……
Taoist?
Who's coming to catch this nest of zombies?
It can't be that miserable, right? Even if I come a day later, I'll be leaving this place anyway. But now, I'm being blocked just in time.
Zhang Yang's heart was racing non-stop, and the surprise of being able to understand the language had long since dissipated.
The cave had only one exit, and several Taoist priests stood there, blocking the way, leaving no room for escape.
As for fighting back? Zhang Yang hadn't even thought about it.
Since they dared to come knocking on the door, they must have had something to rely on. Zhang Yang didn't think that this little first-level you gui would be a match for several Daoist priests.
Zhang Yang's heart was anxious. As his eyes scanned the surroundings, he stared at the coffin standing upright beside him, and suddenly had an idea - there was no choice but to take a gamble, hoping to deceive heaven and cross the sea.
Knock knock knock!
She took small steps and hid behind the coffin, her body tightly attached to the wall, motionless.
Just as they finished their movements, a gust of wind sounded and three Taoist priests rushed into the cave with long swords in hand.
Seeing the coffins leaning against the wall and the empty cave, several people obviously breathed a sigh of relief.
"Act quickly! All coffins with lids on must be sealed!"
That yin servant immediately took over the wooden box from Bai Xiaochun and opened it, quickly taking out a few things.
Zhang Yang could see clearly from the gap in the coffin, but it was a yellow paper talisman and an inkstone.
Only two little Taoist priests took over the ink bucket and quickly rushed towards the nearest coffin.
The two men worked together, pulling out the ink pad and stamping down line after line of black ink on the coffin, weaving a dense fishing net-like pattern. Their movements were practiced, and it was all done in just a few minutes.
Then he didn't care anymore and quickly rushed towards the next coffin.
He was holding a giant brush, dipped in golden ink, and with a flick of his wrist, he drew ghostly symbols on the coffin covered in cinnabar netting. The whole process was smooth and effortless, looking quite elegant.
Like this, the little Taoist was in charge of playing with the inkstone, while the Yin Guang Taoist drew talismans on the coffins. After a short tea break, they finished the four coffins.
Just as they were approaching the fifth coffin, something went wrong.
Those two little Taoists had just strummed up the first black line, and the zombie in the coffin immediately reacted with a strong push.
Sigh——
The coffin lid was blown open with a gust of wind. "Bang!" It fell heavily to the ground.
Bang!
A zombie jumped out. His whole body emitted a strong bloody smell, and at first glance, he was extremely bloodthirsty; the skin that came out was waxen yellow, with a ferocious face and fingernails over three inches long...
Ouch!
As soon as this zombie appeared, it let out a shrill cry and pounced on the nearest little Taoist priest.
The two little Taoists were frightened, but they didn't panic and together pulled open the ink rope with a pop.
Wow!
The ink rope hit the zombie, and with a soft bang, thick smoke rose, corroding the clothes and flesh on the zombie's body, letting out a painful howl, before falling to the ground stiffly.
The Taoist of the Yin Bird clan took advantage of the opportunity and struck out with a talisman.
Bang!
Hit the zombie right on the forehead.
That zombie which was just fiercely howling and struggling, immediately stopped moving, as if it had been immobilized by a spell.
Zhang Yang looked behind the coffin with a secretly frightened heart.
In this half month, the zombie companions in the cave went out every night, and their number had sharply decreased to seven; while the zombie that was just subdued was the strongest among these seven. Although its strength was not as good as Zhang Yang's, it had already reached the peak level of a jumping corpse, and with enough essence blood, it could evolve at any time.
It's this zombie, actually subdued in an instant.
The Taoist was so powerful that Zhang Yang shrank his body inward with caution and secretly prayed that he wouldn't be discovered.
The sound of fighting startled the six zombies in the coffin.
Bang! Bang! Bang!
In the midst of the reverberating sounds, on those four coffins that had been sealed away, black ink nets and ghost symbols flickered with bright yellow light, tightly binding the coffins.
The other two zombies who didn't have time to be sealed were bursting out of their coffins.
Sigh——
One of the coffin boards flew out with a whoosh under the action of gravity and hit a little Taoist priest right in the middle.
Ah!
It happened suddenly, the little Taoist priest dodged too late, let out a miserable cry and was smashed to the side of the wall, half his body pinned under the heavy coffin lid, with an expression of gnashing teeth and extreme pain.
Zhang Yang's heart skipped a beat.
The little Taoist priest happened to be lying down beside him, and if he just lifted his head slightly, he would see himself.
"Come on!" A slightly chubby little Taoist rushed over and shouted loudly to rescue him.
"Idiot! Don't mind him, deal with the zombie first!"
Yin Ku Daoist Minghe shouted a curse and swung up a peach wood sword towards a zombie.
"Ahh!" Sei and Aki wailed.
The next moment, the injured Cheng and lifted his head to see the zombie Zhang Yang hiding behind the coffin and standing against the wall. His expression immediately froze, his mouth wide open as if he was about to shout.
No good! Exposed!
Zhang Yang secretly thought to himself: "Strike first and gain the upper hand." He stretched out both arms in front of him and gave a fierce push.
Sigh——
An upright coffin without a lid was spinning in mid-air and smashing towards the Taoist priest Yin.
Capture the leader first, this principle Zhang Feng still understands. Among these three Taoists who came in, the strongest is that dark and sinister Taoist, as long as a sneak attack can take him down, the remaining two will be easy to deal with.
Yin Kuang's attention was focused on the two zombies that suddenly appeared, his right hand raised his sword and his left hand held a yellow talisman, just as he was about to cast a spell to subdue them, a huge black shadow had already smashed over.
Boom!
With a loud noise, the Taoist priest of the Yin family was caught off guard and was directly covered by the overturned coffin into the ground.
Zhang Yang was overjoyed in his heart, this was truly a case of accidental success. The coffin was heavy, and the person was covered underneath, relying on their own strength it was impossible to get out.
In the blink of an eye, the situation reversed, and the three Daoists who were originally majestic and powerful were now in a precarious state: one was injured, one was trapped, and only the last white-robed young Daoist remained.
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