Two thousand years ago, a strand of sword light flashed across the nine heavens, tearing through the sky.
The world recovered, and martial arts began to revive.
Two thousand years later...
A dream world, an ancient era.
Inside the gate of Tizong Mountain.
Lin Xuan carried a battle blade that emitted a sharp, cold light as he slowly walked through the thick fog.
For many days, he had been wandering around the outer area of the Tizong Mountain Gate.
As he slaughtered more and more zombies, he basically cleared out the area.
You can't see a single zombie for half a day.
"No, if this continues, we'll waste the whole night. It seems we have to go a little further inside."
About an hour later.
Lin Xuan couldn't find a single zombie, let alone any of the Body Sect's menial disciples, or even a single wild beast.
This made him very depressed.
With a determined look, Lin Xuan raised his head and gazed at the mountain peak that was faintly visible deep within the thick fog ahead.
Based on the memories he gained from hunting zombies over the past few days, he made this judgment.
That mountain peak was very likely a residential area for the miscellaneous disciples of the Body Sect.
Residential areas are destined to attract a large number of people.
"With my current combat strength, as long as I don't encounter experts above the Body Refinement Realm, I shouldn't have any major problems."
Lin Xuan muttered to himself, "The miscellaneous disciples of the Body Sect are mostly at the Great Realm of Physical Body, so we need to be careful when dealing with them."
There shouldn't be any danger.
Thinking about it, Lin Xuan quickened his pace and headed straight for the mountain peak.
Although dying in this dream world does not necessarily mean that you will truly die.
But Lin Xuan still dared not be careless.
Firstly, it cultivates a sense of caution; secondly, dying in the dream world can also damage the soul and spirit.
If one can avoid death, then it is naturally better to avoid death.
Lin Xuan increased his speed.
A subconscious burst of power at the perfect level allowed him to traverse through the thick fog.
It is night in the real world, but in this ancient era of the dream world, the sun is shining brightly, and it is noon.
It was precisely because of the blazing sun that the thick fog that enveloped the gates of the Tizong sect dissipated.
This allowed Lin Xuan to vaguely see the location of that mountain peak.
Otherwise, he really wouldn't dare to wander around like that.
It's easy to get lost in this thick fog.
Without a reference point, who knows where he might run off to? What if he accidentally wanders into the inner sect of the Body Sect?
Then he can just wait to die!
"Looking at the mountain makes one run until the horse dies."
Looking at the mountain peaks not far away, it actually took Lin Xuan almost an hour to get there.
Along the way, they also encountered a few zombies.
Their abilities are not that great.
Lin Xuan killed them all with a single strike, and Lin Xuan gained over fifty luck points.
Hoo hoo...
Sudden.
Just as Lin Xuan rushed through a purple bamboo forest and arrived at the foot of the mountain.
The thick fog burst open, revealing a blood-red tiger the size of a calf, pouncing straight at Lin Xuan.
The thick, foul stench of blood and evil filled the air, making one feel as if they had fallen into the deepest abyss.
Holy crap!
Almost instinctively, Lin Xuan's battle blade trembled, and as the blade flashed, it seemed as if lightning followed.
He slashed straight at the blood-red tiger that was pouncing towards him.
This is the Thunderclap Saber Technique.
Having cultivated it to its peak, Lin Xuan's sword strikes were like thunder, the blade flashing and cleaving through the blood-red tiger's murderous aura.
Then, as easily as cutting tofu, he cleaved the blood-red tiger in two.
The massive corpse, weighing tens of thousands of pounds, crashed to the ground with a thud.
Then it transformed into light and merged into Lin Xuan's body.
at the same time.
An astonishing surge of blood, energy, and spiritual power instantly flowed throughout Lin Xuan's body.
[Congratulations, host! You have slain the Crimson Flame Tiger, gaining 120 points of Luck.]
A system notification sounded in my mind.
Holy crap!
Lin Xuan was immediately stunned.
120 points of luck is ten times the amount he had gained from killing all the zombies before.
No, it's not just luck; the intense blood and spiritual power also far surpasses that of other zombies.
Lin Xuan could clearly feel that his blood and spirit had increased dramatically.
It's the same amount of work as when I killed more than a dozen zombies before.
"how so?"
Lin Xuan frowned. What was so special about this blood-red tiger? Its strength wasn't particularly impressive!
"No, it's not his strength, it's his body. This guy's body is different from ordinary zombies; it's clearly grown flesh and blood..."
A flash of inspiration struck Lin Xuan, and he understood the crux of the problem.
The blood-red tiger just now didn't have the stiffness of a typical zombie; its flesh and blood seemed to be newly grown.
Rather than the rotten, foul-smelling flesh and blood of zombies.
Perhaps this is the crux of the problem.
But why is this tiger different from the other zombies?
Lin Xuan frowned deeply.
Various thoughts flashed through my mind.
The man, however, charged into the thick fog ahead, sword in hand.
Boom... Bang...
Just then, about ten meters away, the thick fog suddenly exploded, and zombies rushed out of the shattered fog.
A quick glance reveals at least a hundred.
Lin Xuan's eyes narrowed, a sharp light flashing within them, as he stared directly at the very back of the group of zombies.
On a creature that was significantly taller than the other zombies.
No!
That can no longer be called a zombie. Like the blood-red tiger he had just killed, this guy has regenerated flesh and blood, and no longer has the rotten and foul smell of a zombie.
I could even feel my blood boiling, and sense the presence of a newborn.
"Holy crap, is this guy going to be reborn, to be resurrected?"
Lin Xuan was astonished.
"Outsiders have trespassed upon the gates of my Ancient Desolate Body Sect and deserve to be executed..."
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