"What exactly do you want?" Jun Dao asked coldly.
“My Wu family specializes in corpse refining, and if you were placed in our corpse furnace, you could become a very powerful walking corpse in less than half a month.” Wu Zhen tilted his head, his ugly face appearing extremely terrifying in the night: “Jun Dao, what do you think?”
"You want to turn me into a walking corpse?" Jun Dao was greatly shocked. Without saying a word, he turned around and ran forward with his last bit of strength.
He knew that even if he returned to the Three Thousand Towers, he would still be doomed if the mission failed.
But no matter how you die, it's better than being turned into a soulless walking corpse by someone using highly poisonous substances.
Unfortunately, he was already too late.
Wu Zhen laughed heartily, and with a shake of his right hand, a copper bell in his hand emitted a faint sound.
Suddenly, several paper figures appeared and tightly bound Jundao's legs, tripping him to the ground.
Jun Dao was both shocked and furious, but with his cultivation destroyed, he was unable to break free from the restraints of the two paper figures.
With the blessing of the shaman's bell, the paper figure seemed to come alive and entangled him.
More and more paper figures appeared, until Jundao was finally wrapped up in them, standing there like a giant cocoon.
Immediately afterwards, a scream rang out, and blood seeped out from the layers of paper that had been wrapped around the wound.
Wu Zhen scattered a handful of paper money and casually recited, "The dead need to pass, the living must avoid."
Countless pieces of paper money fell from the sky. As his bell rang, a group of lifeless zombies appeared behind him. These zombies staggered forward, stepping on the paper money he had scattered along the way.
At three in the morning, Ye Xingchen woke up again, and Si Qianyu, who was fast asleep, opened her eyes at almost the same time as him.
The two exchanged a glance, simultaneously sensing the murderous aura permeating the air.
"The Corpse Dove Witch Clan, they arrived so quickly," Ye Xingchen muttered to himself.
The faint stench of corpses in the air could not be masked; the Corpse Witch Clan was most skilled at creating walking corpses.
Using ancient witchcraft as a guide, dozens of strange poisons were used to soak the corpse, thus transforming the dead into an immortal body.
Then, using magical artifacts and incantations, they control the zombies to kill.
This thing is essentially a walking corpse, impervious to swords and spears. Even if its head is cut off, it still has lethality. Therefore, people in the martial arts world are terrified when they talk about the Wu family.
Ye Xingchen flashed outside, with Si Qianyu following closely behind.
Under the moonlight, a man dressed in rags and with an extremely ugly appearance stood under a locust tree.
Five or six palm-sized paper figures floated in mid-air around him. These paper figures trembled slightly in mid-air and emitted a faint screaming laughter.
"Why are you making the atmosphere so scary? This is a guesthouse, and I'm not the only one staying here. What if you scare the other guests?" Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"This is my unique way of making an entrance. Don't you like it?" Wu Zhen slowly raised his head, his beady eyes filled with coldness.
“I don’t care if you don’t like it, but there are girls here, so it’s not appropriate.” Ye Xingchen pointed at Si Qianyu.
"Be careful, this is Wu Zhen, the current head of the Shi Jiu Wu family. He is ruthless and vicious." Si Qianyu walked to Ye Xingchen's side and whispered.
“If you don’t like it, then try to get used to it, but it doesn’t really matter.” Wu Zhen’s gaze fell on Si Qianyu, and a hint of amazement flashed in his beady eyes.
Si Qianyu frowned. She disliked the other person's unbridled gaze, because under his stare, she felt naked and utterly devoid of privacy.
"You don't like the way the other person looks at you?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"I don't like it." Si Qianyu shook her head.
"Then I'll just gouge out his eyes later," Ye Xingchen said with a smile.
"Why are there such beautiful women around you?" Wu Zhen's tone became somewhat hurried, and it was clear that he was very excited: "I was once wholeheartedly good to a woman."
"But unfortunately, she was using me all along. I knew it, but I did it willingly until one day I found her lying in bed with a man."
"And then?" Ye Xingchen asked.
"And then?" Wu Zhen laughed: "I killed her and the man, and refined them into medicinal corpses. To this day, they are still the two strongest among my sixteen medicinal corpses."
As Wu Zhen spoke, he flicked his right hand, and the copper bell in his hand emitted a faint ringing sound. Immediately afterwards, more than ten walking corpses dressed in rags appeared at once.
The leader was a woman. Although her face was covered by talismans and her skin was dry, you could still see that she had a good figure and must have been a beauty in life.
Wu Zhen slowly walked forward and actually reached out and touched the walking corpse all over.
“Xiao Qing, look, these two are quite affectionate. I don’t like it. Go, kill them and turn them into zombies. The woman can keep you company.” Wu Zhen muttered to himself.
"Could you fucking be any more perverted?" Ye Xingchen's brows furrowed as he watched Wu Zhen's behavior.
"Perverted? This is called love. Xiaoqing is the woman I love most. In order not to lose her, I turned her into a medicinal corpse so that she can be with me forever." Wu Zhen said with a smile, "Ye Xingchen, your head is very valuable. I want it."
Wu Zhen shook the bell in his hand, and sixteen walking corpses slowly raised their heads. They suddenly opened their eyes, and a ghostly green light flashed in their eyes.
Whoosh! More than ten zombies moved swiftly and attacked the two of them.
With a flick of his right hand, Si Qianyu unleashed dozens of willow-leaf-shaped hidden weapons that whistled through the air. Clang clang clang, and several zombies were struck by the willow-leaf hidden weapons.
However, some of them were too tough, and the hidden weapons were deflected to the ground, while others were embedded in their bodies, but this did not affect their progress.
"Step back." Ye Xingchen shielded her behind him, and with a wave of his right hand, Chixiao appeared in his hand.
With two swift sword strikes, the heads of two zombies shot into the air. The two corpses then propelled themselves forward for a long time before collapsing to the ground with a thud.
With a roar, Ye Xingchen stepped into the Heavenly Realm. A three-foot sword light emanated from the Crimson Sky sword in his hand, and wherever the sword pointed, everything was destroyed.
After several rounds, several zombies had already fallen to the ground.
"Go, all of you go!" Wu Zhen's face was ferocious. He kept shaking the copper bell in his hand, driving all the zombies toward Ye Xingchen's side.
With a single slash, he cut a walking corpse in two.
Ye Xingchen flashed and arrived at Wu Zhen's side.
Wu Zhen swayed, flicked his sleeve forward, and a cloud of green mist suddenly appeared, enveloping Ye Xingchen.
"Be careful, it's Corpse Vine Poison." Si Qianyu's expression changed drastically.
She rushed to Ye Xingchen's side, but Ye Xingchen had already broken free of the green mist.
"Hurry, we must find a way to force the poison out immediately. I'll cover the rear." Si Qianyu drew Bichen and Qijie in the backhand and stood in front of Ye Xingchen.
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