One person: I am Lin Bai, good at using a hundred skills!

As night falls, the outskirts of Jintan are completely silent.

The thick tree trunks stood in an array, and the tangled branches cut the sky into pieces.

The forest was dark. The dense branches and leaves blocked out the sky and the moonlight.

Occasionally, one or two rays of light shine through the gaps, but are cut into pieces by the shadows of the trees.

What is even more terrifying is the eerie atmosphere that permeates the forest.

It was rich, cold, and mixed with a hint of decay, as if it didn't belong to the human world.

The moisture in the air penetrates your lungs, and every breath you take feels weird.

Click!

A sudden crisp sound broke the silence.

Lin Bai turned around abruptly, his eyes as fast as lightning, quickly locking onto the source of the sound.

There were two zombies dressed in gorgeous Qing Dynasty official uniforms, but the uniforms had long since decayed and were covered with cobwebs.

The zombie's skin is an unnatural blue-gray color, covered with wrinkles and cracks, like a layer of dry bark.

His fangs were exposed, his eyes were bloodshot, and his pupils were flashing with bloodthirsty ferocity.

With every breath, a low growl like that of a wild beast came from deep in his throat, accompanied by a pungent stench of corpse.

Seeing this horrifying scene, any ordinary person would be frightened and run away.

Lin Bai narrowed his eyes slightly, secretly circulated his Qi, and quickly adjusted his state.

With sharp eyes, he carefully observed the two zombies' every move and soon discovered something unusual.

I saw a glowing yellow talisman stuck on each of the zombies' foreheads, with runes flashing and faint fluctuations of magic power.

"The Maoshan School's corpse-controlling technique!"

A light bulb suddenly lit up in Lin Bai's mind, and he immediately thought of the various rumors about the Maoshan Sect.

The Maoshan Sect is the leading Taoist sect in Jiangnan, famous for its spells, exorcism, and corpse control techniques.

It is said that his corpse-controlling skills have reached the extreme, and he can not only control the hundred-year-old zombies...

He can even enslave vengeful spirits that have been there for thousands of years. His magical powers are extraordinary.

If he guessed correctly, the one controlling these two zombies must be a master from the Maoshan Sect.

Thinking of this, a sneer appeared on Lin Bai's lips.

He did not intend to fight the zombies head-on, but instead waited for an opportunity to find the trace of their controller.

As long as we find the puppeteer hiding in the dark, all problems will be solved.

The zombie was approaching, stretching its arms towards Lin Bai and roaring like a beast.

Lin Bai's eyes flashed, and he suddenly burst out with all his skills.

There was a gust of wind under his feet, and he rose from the ground in an instant, turning into a green shadow and disappearing into the depths of the woods.

The zombies followed closely behind, their movements stiff but with amazing speed.

Their eyes were bloodshot and they were extremely ferocious. The whistling sound they made as they tore through the air was almost as loud as Lin Bai's rapid movement.

In this dense forest, Lin Bai undoubtedly has the advantage of terrain.

He tapped his feet and nimbly moved between tree trunks, occasionally leaping over low-hanging branches...

Sometimes he ran very close to the ground to avoid the zombies' blockade.

However, zombies are by no means ordinary creatures.

They chased relentlessly, relying on their strong bodies to charge back and forth, and were not hindered by the trees at all.

Lin Bai changed his body movements and moved around to attack the zombies' vital parts.

A knife chopped at the back of the zombie's neck. The zombie's head tilted, but it did not slow down.

He hit the zombie's abdomen with his knee, and only heard the sound of broken bones, but the zombie did not feel any pain.

He tapped the zombie's acupoints quickly with sharp fingers, but the zombie's movements did not slow down at all and continued to attack frantically.

Zombies have no sense of pain and are not afraid of injuries, which gives Lin Bai a headache.

He gradually felt powerless and his breathing became more and more rapid. He had no choice but to maneuver while looking for a way to escape.

Suddenly, his eyes lit up.

Not far ahead, the shadows of the trees were sparse, and something seemed to be hidden between the mottled shadows of the trees on the ground.

“That’s it!”

Lin Bai's mind raced, and he immediately adjusted his direction and rushed towards the suspicious location.

The zombies chased after them relentlessly, roaring loudly. However, the moment they approached the open space, they suddenly stopped.

I saw an invisible air flow surging, and a gust of cold wind blew up from the ground.

The zombies seemed to sense something and hesitated, not daring to rush in.

Lin Bai was delighted, and taking advantage of this opportunity, he dashed into the open space in the forest.

The open space was not big, only a few feet wide. It was surrounded by trees with lush branches and leaves, which blocked the sunlight and made the open space look quite strange.

Lin Bai stood still, his eyes like torches, scanning the surroundings inch by inch. However, apart from the gusts of cold wind, there was no one else.

Faintly, he smelled something wrong.

"It seems that the real opponent is about to appear..."

With a whisper, Lin Bai secretly clenched the Immortal Sword.

He knew that the Maoshan Sect would never send two zombies to deal with him.

The zombies would not stop here if there were not more powerful opponents lurking in the dark.

As expected, at this moment——

"Whoosh!"

A jet of black air suddenly shot out from the darkness in the forest and headed straight for Lin Bai's face!

The airflow was extremely fast, carrying a chilling and chilling feeling that was captivating.

What's even more strange is that it actually exudes a faint smell of decay, as if mixed with some kind of evil power.

Lin Bai's pupils suddenly shrank, and he instinctively mobilized the Qi in his body and dodged sideways.

He barely dodged it, the black energy passed by his shoulder, and a gust of cold wind was raised behind him.

When Lin Bai looked back, he saw that the black energy had actually disappeared into a towering tree behind him.

The next moment, something strange happened——

The bark of the tree dried and decayed at a speed visible to the naked eye, turning into powder in the blink of an eye.

The whole tree fell down and crashed to the ground.

Dust was flying and dead branches and leaves were scattered everywhere.

Lin Bai took a breath of cold air, and his hand holding the sword trembled slightly. If he had been hit by that attack just now, I'm afraid there would be no bones left.

"This person's black energy is so powerful, we must not be careless!"

Secretly frightened, Lin Bai pushed his body's perception to the extreme, searching for the source of the attack.

Finally, he sensed a strange fluctuation coming from a dark area in front of him on the right.

With a fixed gaze, Lin Bai suddenly attacked.

"Sword Technique to Slay the Immortal!"

With a loud shout, Lin Bai performed the first move of the Immortal Sword Technique, "Breaking the Air Slash".

Wherever the sword pointed, green light burst out.

A stream of sword energy shot out from the tip of the sword, drawing a perfect arc in the air and disappearing into the bushes in the front right.

Click!

A crisp cracking sound sounded.

A dark shadow flashed out from behind the tree and landed in the middle of the clearing.

With the help of the pale moonlight, Lin Bai finally saw the man's appearance clearly.

He was wearing a green Taoist robe, with a straight back and his black hair tied up high.

An angular face slowly turned around, and a sharp gaze was cast at Lin Bai.

He has thick eyebrows like ink, big bright eyes, a high nose bridge, and a slightly pursed mouth. There is an indescribable arrogance in his every move.

"Zhao Guizhen!"

Recognizing that the other party was the famous corpse refiner of Maoshan Sect, Lin Bai showed some disdain.

Zhao Guizhen was seen standing with his hands behind his back, his sword-like eyebrows slightly raised, looking at Lin Bai with a half-smile.

He was playing with a string of shiny black beads in his hand, and a chilling cold air emanated from the gaps between the beads.