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

Moreover, a pungent stench emanated from the body, making one feel nauseous.

"Damn it! It's that thing again!"

Ling Yanyan was furious and quickly held his breath.

Unfortunately, it’s too late.

A wisp of corpse energy drifted into his body, seeping in through his pores.

"puff."

Ling Yanyan couldn't help but spit out a mouthful of black blood.

"I wipe!"

"This thing is fucking weird!"

Ling Yanyan cursed under his breath.

He quickly held his breath and focused his mind, controlling the internal energy in his dantian and circulating it throughout his meridians to resist the invasion of the corpse energy.

Unfortunately, the results were not good.

The corpse energy continued to flow into his body.

Ling Yanyan's face was pale, and beads of cold sweat appeared on his forehead.

He knew this was a side effect caused by the corpse energy entering his body.

"What should I do?!"

Ling Yanyan gritted his teeth and took out the jade pendant.

The jade pendant emitted a soft, pale yellow light, protecting him inside.

Ling Yanyan's expression softened slightly.

He breathed a sigh of relief and put the jade pendant away.

At the same time, he looked up at the zombie king, his mind racing: "We must kill this zombie king! Otherwise, in its current state, it definitely won't last tonight."

The saying goes, "Once bitten by a snake, twice shy."

Just now, Ling Yanyan had witnessed the terrifying power of the Zombie King and was deeply afraid of this guy.

If the Zombie King were to recover, coupled with the unpredictable nature of these zombies, it would definitely deliver a fatal blow to him.

This is a situation he absolutely cannot allow to happen.

"Since you want to play with me, then let's continue playing."

Ling Yanyan sneered, his eyes flashing with cold light.

"Boom!"

The Zombie King, with stiff and clumsy steps, slowly approached Ling Yanyan.

Dozens of zombies followed behind, roaring hoarsely as they attacked Ling Yanyan relentlessly.

The Zombie King raised his sharp spiked club and brought it down on Ling Yan Yan's head.

"Heh! You're quite vengeful, aren't you!"

Ling Yanyan sneered, a sly glint in his eyes.

The Zombie King's attack methods are very monotonous; it fights entirely based on instinct.

This tactic is utterly ineffective against any martial artist.

"hey-hey!"

Ling Yanyan grinned and suddenly roared, "Thunderous Might!"

With a single palm strike, a thunderous roar resounded.

"Bang bang bang!"

Ling Yanyan instantly struck seven or eight times, each time hitting the zombie king.

These few moves effectively blocked the zombie king's escape route.

The zombie king was unable to dodge in time and was forced to retreat repeatedly.

The zombie king had several broken bones.

However, it acted as if nothing had happened and continued to attack Ling Yanyan relentlessly.

"Um?

fine?!"

Ling Yanyan was slightly taken aback, and his expression darkened.

The zombie king's defense was even stronger than he had expected, and it actually withstood the thunderous attack without suffering any injury.

The zombie king roared to the sky, his body emanating a strong aura of malevolence.

"Bang bang bang!"

The next moment, it brandished its spiked club and launched a frenzied attack on Ling Yanyan.

Ling Yanyan's expression turned serious. He hurriedly used his movement technique to dodge while launching continuous attacks.

Ling Yanyan's figure was like a ghost, incredibly fast, darting through the dense forest.

The Zombie King roared repeatedly, swinging his spiked club and attacking Ling Yanyan.

Unfortunately, I always fell just short.

Ling Yanyan is the same.

The Zombie King was too powerful; it easily neutralized every attack Ling Yanyan made.

The Zombie King's body was too enormous, making it difficult for Ling Yan Yan to get around it.

After a fierce battle, Ling Yanyan's body gradually couldn't take it anymore...

The Zombie King's attacks became increasingly ferocious, each move containing destructive power.

"Pfft!"

Ling Yanyan was hit several times.

He swayed, his steps were unsteady, and blood kept flowing out.

"Oops!"

Ling Yanyan's face was as pale as paper, but he gritted his teeth and persevered.

He felt his energy rapidly waning and his whole body weakening.

If this continues, I'm afraid we won't be able to hold on.

"Roar!"

Seizing the opportunity, the Zombie King slammed his club hard into Ling Yanyan's shoulder.