A spine-chilling voice erupted from the old Taoist's mouth.
That's right, this old Taoist was the Feng Shui master from twenty years ago.
He was originally a native of Renjia Town.
Back then, he was a well-educated scholar from a decently affluent family.
His home was harmonious and full of warmth.
However, when he turned twenty, Ren Weiyong used despicable means to trick his parents out of nearly all their farmland—land that is now the Ren Family estate.
Unable to accept this, the old Taoist's father died of anger.
His mother also fell ill and passed away shortly after, with no money for treatment.
Overnight, his family was ruined.
He wanted revenge but was almost beaten to death by Ren Weiyong's servants. Disheartened and devastated, he buried his parents and was about to take his own life.
But just as he was digging his own grave on the cemetery hill of Renjia Town, he unearthed a secret manual on corpse cultivation.
Determined for revenge, he left Renjia Town with the manual in hand.
That journey lasted over thirty years.
And when he returned, he had become a powerful corpse cultivator at the Earth Master Realm.
Upon returning, he carefully plotted everything.
He used sinister methods to weaken Ren Weiyong's body, leaving him barely alive within a month. Then he spread rumors about a highly auspicious burial site.
This bait drew the greedy Ren Weiyong to send people to claim it.
After Ren Weiyong's death, he even generously held funeral rites for him.
Of course, all of this was to refine Ren Weiyong into a powerful Zombie to serve him.
And most importantly, to avenge his family.
Tonight, the time had finally come.
Glancing at the time, he saw it was almost midnight, so the old Taoist set up his ritual altar in the broken-down house.
"Whoosh!!"
With a flick of the nanmu sword in his hand,
a gust of Yin Qi instantly lit every candle on the altar.
However, the candlelight glowed with an eerie green hue.
These candles were blood-red, made from the hearts of nine young girls and beeswax from hives found on the cemetery hill.
As the candles burned, the density of Yin Qi within several hundred meters spiked dramatically.
Then he slashed his right hand with the nanmu sword.
Black blood flowed from the wound.
He dipped a brush into his own blood and began drawing on yellow talisman paper.
Soon, a talisman radiating sinister energy was complete. He stuffed it into a straw doll.
He then pulled out a bell and began shaking it while chanting incantations.
"Walk the talisman path, shut the ghost gate, summon spirits, dispel the Five Plagues,
…
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Hold the emperor's bell, wear the Kunlun crown,
Roam the world, capture ghosts and gods!!"
His chanting grew louder and more intense.
At the same time, several kilometers away, inside the morgue at Potter's Field,
the Zombie of Old Master Ren, locked inside a coffin, began to tremble.
The abnormal behavior of the Zombie instantly drew Ling Xiao's attention as he cultivated in his room.
He quickly sensed a force attempting to take control of Old Master Ren's Zombie.
"It's finally starting? Trying to seize my Zombie? If you like it that much, I'll let you play with it!!"
Ling Xiao smirked, then loosened his control over Old Master Ren.
"Bang! Bang! Bang!!"
The slight trembles turned into violent impacts as Old Master Ren furiously rammed the coffin.
The loud thuds echoed throughout Potter's Field.
"What dense evil Qi!!"
Uncle Nine, who was also cultivating in his room, suddenly opened his eyes wide.
Sensing the Yin Qi, he gasped sharply—this Zombie, strengthened by Ling Xiao, was nothing like the original.
Its cultivation had reached the mid-stage of Hair Zombie.
Its strength was equivalent to the Seventh Heaven of the Earth Master Realm.
"Not good, something's wrong!!"
Uncle Nine's expression changed drastically. He grabbed the peachwood sword by his side and rushed out without even putting on his robe, heading straight for the morgue.
"Boom!!!!"
He kicked open the door to the room.
Immediately, he saw the coffin glowing red and shaking violently.
And sleeping soundly next to it was Wen Cai.
"With my soul, I command the evil spirit—Ren Weiyong of the Ren Family, obey my will!!"
At that moment, the old Taoist roared from miles away.
"Boom!!!!"
The coffin, now glowing red, suddenly exploded.
"Roar!!!!!"
A furious, guttural roar echoed throughout Potter's Field.
"A Hair Zombie! And mid-stage Hair Zombie at that! How is this possible!?"
Uncle Nine's face turned pale—how had Old Master Ren grown so powerful in just twenty years?
"Roar!!!!"
But the Zombie didn't give him time to think. After its roar, it lunged straight at Uncle Nine.
"Damn beast, you seek death!!"
Uncle Nine shouted in fury.
He grabbed the blade of his peachwood sword with his left hand.
Then, with a firm slash, he infused it with his own yang-infused True Qi.
"Die!!!"
With a low growl, Uncle Nine swung his peachwood sword hard at Old Master Ren.
The next moment, the sword struck the Zombie's body with force.
"Clang!!!!"
A metallic clang rang in Uncle Nine's ears.
The immense force sparked against the Zombie's body.
But it caused no damage at all.
Seeing this, Uncle Nine's expression grew even graver.
The loud impact finally woke Wen Cai from his slumber.
"What's going on!?"
Wen Cai rubbed his eyes groggily, but the moment he saw what was in front of him, his soul nearly fled from his body.
He saw Uncle Nine standing tensely near his bed, facing off against a tall and terrifying Zombie.
"A Zombie!!!"
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