In the home of Four Eyes, Four Eyes Taoist, Monk One-Rest, and Jia Le fought desperately against the zombie that had broken in. However, the zombie had become a spirit, with a body covered in copper skin and iron bones, impervious to swords and spears. Not only were Four Eyes' yellow talismans ineffective against it, but the group also lost several magical artifacts. They could only barely hold the zombie off, but were unable to eliminate it.
"Bang!" Suddenly, the Four-Eyed Taoist was pounced on by the zombie and knocked to the ground. The zombie's sharp claws gripped the Four-Eyed Taoist's clothes tightly, trying to suck and bite him.
Jiale and Master Yixiu quickly grabbed the zombie's feet and dragged it backward.
Seeing this, Si Mu shed his outer garments, which had been held by the zombie, and broke free from its grasp. Seeing that Monk Yixiu and Jiale were entangled with the zombie, he seized the opportunity to run to the altar where the patriarch of Maoshan was worshipped, knelt down, formed a Taoist mudra with his hands and raised them above his head, and shouted, "Patriarch, save me!"
After doing all this, Si Mu picked up the wine on the table and splashed it on his face. He then stood up and formed another Dao seal, stomping one foot on the ground incessantly.
Soon, the Four-Eyed Taoist's face turned red, and his muscles bulged as if inflated, turning him into a muscular and strong man whose loose clothes were stretched taut by his muscles.
'Is this the Four-Eyed Ancestor's possession? What a scumbag! All that anticipation for nothing.' Hiding in the shadows, Wang Han stared speechlessly at the Four-Eyed, whose muscles were bulging. The Four-Eyed Ancestor's possession was essentially just using the images and wine he usually worshipped as a medium to transfer energy. Besides having more energy and becoming stronger, it had no other use. Moreover, he couldn't stray too far from the images, and the energy transmitted was unstable, easily dissipating and disappearing. It was even worse than a door god statue. It was okay for defending the home and providing emergency relief, but useless for going out to fight enemies. Who would carry the images and wine he worshipped with them every day, and have to set them up for worship before going to war?
"Wow, the patriarch has possessed me!" Jia Le, who had been driven back by the zombie, exclaimed in surprise as he looked at Si Mu, who had transformed into a muscular man.
"Shh, don't disturb him, he'll be useless if he loses his strength," said the monk Ikkyu, who had also been driven back by the zombie.
At this moment, the zombie also saw the drastically changed Four Eyes and leaped towards Four Eyes, intending to deal with this seemingly strongest person first.
Four Eyes strode towards the charging zombie, his right hand at his waist. As they made contact, he threw a punch, striking the zombie directly in the face and knocking it to its back.
Si Mu bent down, grabbed the zombie's clothes, lifted it up, and threw it away.
"Bang..." The zombie that was thrown out smashed the cabinet next to the wall, showing that Four Eyes threw it with great force.
Four Eyes continued walking towards the zombie, grabbed the zombie that had just gotten up, and threw it out again, displaying his true strength.
"Crash..." Another cabinet was smashed.
Seeing the Four-Eyed Taoist continuing to walk towards him, the zombie was frightened this time. He remembered Wang Han, whom he had met in the forest, and who had also defeated him with his fists. He jumped to the wall in fear and dared not go any further.
'Four Eyes's technique is terrible too. The energy he transferred should have been channeled through magic, but he went to fight the zombie by hand-to-hand combat, relying on brute force. The effect was less than 30%.' Seeing Four Eyes about to go forward and fight the zombie again, looking smug, Wang Han couldn't help but shake his head. 'Forget it, I'll just have to make my appearance and end this sooner!'
"Bang..." Just as the Four-Eyed Taoist was about to reach the zombie, a muffled sound rang out, and the zombie, which was against the wall, flew off the wall and crashed into another wall inside the room.
"Crash..." A fist passed through the wall where the zombie had been standing. As the fist retracted, the wall collapsed with a crash, revealing Wang Han standing outside.
"Found you, little zombie. I didn't expect you to escape here. You've practically walked right into a trap." Wang Han said, stepping over the collapsed wall and walking towards the zombie inside the house.
Upon seeing Wang Han, the zombie was utterly terrified, huddled against the wall, desperately wanting to escape. This man, capable of deforming his bones with a single punch, could easily dismantle him in a matter of minutes.
"Now I believe what Four Eyes said." Looking at Wang Han, who had smashed a hole in the wall to enter, Monk Ikkyu swallowed hard. This zombie was terrified of Wang Han, like a mouse before a cat. Now he finally believed that the punch on the zombie's face was indeed from Wang Han.
"My wall." Seeing Wang Han come in, Si Mu breathed a sigh of relief, but then felt sorry for his own wall.
“Bang…” Wang Han walked up to the zombie, grabbed its straight arm, turned sideways and slammed it hard onto the ground. He then turned sideways again and slammed the zombie onto the ground on the other side.
"Bang bang bang..." The zombie was being slammed to the ground by Wang Han, who was grabbing its arms and slamming it from side to side. The zombie kept making bang bang bang sounds.
Watching Wang Han fight the zombie, the three monks were completely dumbfounded. This was more like a puppet than a zombie.
"My floor!" Si Mu cried out in distress, looking at the zombie being repeatedly slammed to the ground by Wang Han's arm and at the shattered floor.
"Bang..." After smashing the zombie a few times, Wang Han lifted it up and punched it in the chin, sending it flying through the air, crashing through the roof and flying out.
“My roof…” Looking at the house with a large hole in it, the Four-Eyed Taoist knelt on the ground, his energy dissipating.
"Please accept my condolences." Master Ikkyu came to Simu's side, patted Simu's shoulder and said, "Anyway, it's not my family's."
"Bang..." The zombie fell from the broken roof and crashed to the ground, most of its bones broken.
“It’s over.” Wang Han walked up to the zombie lying on the ground, raised his right foot, and said calmly.
After saying that, Wang Han stomped down.
"Bang..." Even though the zombie had a head of bronze and a body of iron, its head was crushed like a watermelon by Wang Han's kick.
"Ha..." The three of them gasped as they watched Wang Han crush the zombie's head. The zombie that the three of them had struggled to subdue was actually crushed by Wang Han with a single stomp.
"Luckily, Master stopped me back then. If he had hit me, I would be buried by now," Jiale said with lingering fear. He remembered when Wang Han came and said he would help Master beat him up. At the time, he thought it was just a fake beating, but now he realized that it was probably a fake beating and he would be buried by now.
"All done." After stomping on the zombie's head, Wang Han pretended to form a hand seal and waved his hand to summon a splash of water to wash his shoes. He then said to the three men, "Were you hurt by the zombie? I can help you..."
"No, no." Upon hearing this, the three quickly shook their heads before Wang Han could finish speaking. Wang Han was so violent; if he helped them escape, they probably wouldn't even be able to leave behind their remains, let alone be able to heal their injuries.
"Waaah..."
Just then, the sound of zombies could be heard outside.
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