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

Chapter 461

They all knew they were in danger and wanted to find a safe place to hide.

However, the environment here wasn't very good, so they chose the narrowest part of the corridor, which was near the room where Ling Yanyan was.

However, although these zombies were intelligent, they were not aggressive, so they did not rush over here. Instead, they were howling and tearing at other humans.

Upon seeing this, Ling Yanyan quickly understood the zombies' objective.

Originally, they probably intended to eat all the humans here, right? But for some reason, they were unable to leave.

Therefore, they can only fool around in this small space.

Ling Yanyan's lips curled into a cold smile: "Since you want to die, then I'll grant your wish!"

Holding a peach wood sword, Ling Yanyan strode towards the zombies, shouting, "You beasts, prepare to die!"

He moved with incredible speed, arriving in front of a zombie covered in black hair in the blink of an eye, and brought his peach wood sword down fiercely.

"Ouch!"

This zombie was quite powerful; it actually managed to block Ling Yanyan's attack with its claws and then lunged at Ling Yanyan with its fangs bared.

"Hmph! You're asking for death!" Ling Yanyan snorted coldly, kicked the zombie away, and at the same time, his peach wood sword slashed through the void and pierced the zombie's head, instantly penetrating its skull.

"Boom."

The zombie collapsed to the ground with a thud.

At the same time, the other zombies seemed to realize Ling Yanyan's power, and they all stopped fighting and turned to look at Ling Yanyan.

"Roar!"

A hideous and ferocious zombie roared to the sky and then charged at Ling Yanyan.

"roll!"

Ling Yanyan roared and swept his sword across the area. The peach wood sword instantly transformed into a ball of flame, engulfing the zombie.

"what."

A bloodcurdling scream rang out.

Ling Yanyan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly took two steps back. He saw a huge bloody hole in the zombie's chest, with blood gushing out and splattering all over the ground. The zombie's body also collapsed limply to the ground.

Upon seeing this, the remaining three zombies looked on in fear and quickly turned and ran away.

"Want to escape? Stay here!"

Ling Yanyan shouted and, with strange footsteps, swiftly caught up with the zombies.

"Pfft!"

The peach wood sword slashed again, and two zombies instantly fell to the ground, unable to move, while the other one escaped into a nearby bedroom.

Ling Yanyan did not stop them, waiting for the zombies to regain their mobility.

After a while, the zombie that had escaped into the bedroom finally came out, but its appearance stunned Ling Yanyan.

This zombie looks terrifying.

Its body was covered in wounds, its skin was so badly ulcerated that the bones were even visible.

This zombie's legs are broken, and it can only support its body with its two arms.

As soon as it appeared, it stared at Ling Yanyan, its eyes filled with hatred.

"This guy harbors such deep resentment!" Ling Yanyan murmured.

It suddenly let out an angry howl, and then charged at Ling Yanyan with all its might.

"boom."

Ling Yanyan was prepared and raised his right palm to strike.

This time, Ling Yanyan put all her strength into it, meeting the zombie head-on, and sent it flying with a single slap.

"Pfft."

The zombie fell to the ground, spitting blood, clearly severely injured.

"Whoosh!"

Ling Yanyan remained vigilant and slashed again with his sword, aiming straight for the zombie's neck.

"Ouch!"

The zombie screamed, clutched its neck, and rolled several meters to the side in terror, barely managing to avoid a fatal blow.

Its eyes flashed with a fierce light, seemingly filled with resentment towards Ling Yanyan.

"Still want to run?"

Ling Yanyan sneered, picked up his peach wood sword, leaped up, and charged towards the zombie.

The will-o'-the-wisps in the zombie's eye sockets flickered constantly, as if something was about to be born.

"call out!"

Suddenly, a sharp needle about a foot long emerged from the zombie's back and shot straight toward Ling Yanyan.

"kindness.?"

Ling Yanyan was startled. He hadn't expected this to happen so suddenly. In his haste, he raised his peach wood sword to parry.

"Ding."

The sharp, long needle was deflected.

The zombie seized the opportunity to turn around and escape.

"Want to leave? It's too late!"

Ling Yanyan sneered, picked up his peach wood sword, and chased after the zombie.

This zombie was very fast, but it was injured and couldn't run far. Ling Yanyan caught up with it in no time.

"Shh!"

Ling Yanyan, wielding the peach wood sword, thrust it directly forward.

"Ouch!"

A look of despair flashed in the zombie's eyes, then it let out a mournful cry and closed its eyes to await its death.

"Shoot."

However, at that moment, a cold light flashed like lightning, and a huge gash appeared on Ling Yanyan's arm, dripping with blood.

"Ok?"

Ling Yanyan's expression changed slightly. He looked down and saw that it was a sharp dagger.

Ling Yanyan turned her head and saw a zombie, all black, with disheveled hair, withered and haggard, resembling an old woman, slowly walking out of the room.

This zombie was short and thin, with eyes that gleamed with a greenish light, exuding an eerie and cold aura, as if it came from the deepest hell.

She looked at Ling Yanyan and said in a hoarse voice, "Boy, we zombies are spiritual beings born of heaven and earth. We uphold the will of heaven and earth and are inviolable. Today, we will send you to your death!"

As soon as he finished speaking, the zombie pounced directly at Ling Yanyan.

"A spiritual being born from the nurturing of heaven and earth?"