Chapter 513: Kneel (Part 1)
Chapter 513: Kneel (Part 1)
The Zombie King's "betrayal" and its attempt on Lu Chengyun's life shocked everyone, including Yang Jishan and the others. But the one who was most shocked was Lu Chengyun himself.
His chest had already been pierced by the zombie's sharp claws, and blood was gushing out. The zombie poison mixed with his blood and flowed into his meridians, attacking his organs and heart meridian.
His hands and limbs were gradually becoming unresponsive, and his consciousness was blurred as a bloodthirsty desire clouded his rationality.
The zombie poison from the Copper Zombie was fierce and fast-acting.
Lu Chengyun endured the excruciating pain and struck back with a palm, repelling the Zombie King.
The Zombie King's sharp claws withdrew from Lu Chengyun's back, and several strands of blood sprayed out, falling to the ground and slowly turning green.
Lu Chengyun's hands trembled as he immediately took out a bunch of bottles and cans from his storage bag—medicines to stop the bleeding, treat the zombie poison, and restore spiritual energy. Regardless of what kind of pill it was, he stuffed it into his mouth.
Those who refine zombies often come into contact with zombie poison and must guard against corpse transformation, so they always carry a lot of pills with them.
Lu Chengyun was no exception.
After taking the pills, he temporarily suppressed the zombie poison, and his pale face looked a little better.
The Zombie King remained three zhang away, silent and still appearing "loyally obedient."
It seemed as if it hadn't just made a sneak attack.
Lu Chengyun tried to control the Zombie King and found that it was still under his domination, without any abnormalities.
But having just narrowly escaped death at the Zombie King's hands, if he still felt that the Zombie King was blameless, then he would be the one with a faulty brain.
Lu Chengyun was both shocked and angry. He looked around and roared, "Who is controlling my Zombie King?!"
Yang Jishan and the others all changed their expressions.
Could someone else control the Zombie King?!
Who was this person who could control the Zombie King and attempt to harm Lu Chengyun?
Who was it?
Could it be the mastermind behind the plot to nurture the Dao evil?
Everyone gripped their knives and spears tighter, activating their spiritual tools and incanting spells, their faces full of vigilance, but cold sweat still trickled down their backs.
However, the surroundings were empty.
No one answered.
Only the suppressed breathing of the cultivators and the low roars of the zombies could be heard.
Lu Chengyun's anger deepened, and the chill in his heart grew stronger.
"The Zombie King is mine!"
"Only I, and only I alone, can control it!"
"In this world, the only person who can dominate it is me!"
But why? Why did the Zombie King take the initiative to attack and try to kill him?
Lu Chengyun's eyes were filled with fear, and his eyebrows were tightly furrowed.
Besides himself, who else could control the Zombie King?
The only person who had tampered with the Zombie King was Zhang Quan.
But Lu Chengyun had already killed Zhang Quan, and his corpse had been refined into a zombie. In the previous battle, it had fought for Lu Chengyun and was eventually killed by the Dao soldiers, leaving no remains.
Besides Zhang Quan, who else could it be? And what means did they use to control the Zombie King?
Lu Chengyun racked his brains but couldn't figure out who could have secretly dominated the Zombie King, right under his nose, without him and Zhang Quan noticing, suppressing his Lingxu Evil Formation and Zhang Quan's zombie-controlling technique.
The Lingxu Evil Formation...
Lu Chengyun's heart skipped a beat, and he quickly looked at the Zombie King's chest.
On the Zombie King's chest, in addition to the bloody evil formation, there were faint blue lines emerging.
Lu Chengyun was very familiar with these lines, which were similar to the evil lines but had a completely different aura.
Pure, profound, and sublime...
Lu Chengyun took a sharp breath.
"The Lingxu Formation?!"
The spirit power is the pivot, and the qi is pure and from a righteous source.
This was indeed the Lingxu Supreme Formation, a profound formation that could only be drawn with a profound understanding of formation techniques and a righteous spirit power technique.
Lu Chengyun's eyes widened in fear.
Was there really someone in this world who could set up the true Lingxu Supreme Formation? And they had used this orthodox Lingxu Supreme Formation to overlay his Lingxu Evil Formation?!
"No, it's impossible..."
Lu Chengyun was dispirited and muttered incoherently.
Suddenly, a startling guess appeared in his mind:
"Little Spirit Seclusion Sect!"
It's the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect!
"I killed my master and betrayed my ancestors, causing the decline of the sect and the end of its legacy. I also dug up the ancestral hall of the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect and stole the corpses of the generations of sect masters and elders to refine them into zombies..."
"It must be that they know of my crimes in the afterlife and have come to make me pay for my sins!"
"Yes, this Lingxu Formation is the secret technique of the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect. Only the disciples of the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect can learn it. It must be them, it has to be them..."
Lu Chengyun's expression was terrified as he swore to the sky, "Seniors, please spare my life for the sake of me being a disciple of the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect!"
"I didn't do it on purpose, I had no choice..."
"My master pretended to be virtuous, but he only taught me superficial things about formation techniques. He always said that I should practice more and never taught me the Lingxu Formation, no matter how much I begged him."
"He was selfish and kept this supreme technique for himself."
"I had no choice but to kill him and find a way to obtain this formation technique..."
"I also had good intentions. I did it for the sake of the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect's legacy!"
"This formation technique was wasted in my master's hands. Only by learning it myself could I make full use of it and benefit the world!"
"Only then could I show the world the wonders of the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect's formation techniques!"
...
It was at this moment that Yang Jishan and the others learned of the hidden details, and their gazes toward Lu Chengyun were filled with contempt.
Betraying one's master and ancestors, stealing the legacy, desecrating the ancestral hall, and defiling the ancestors—these were all major taboos in the cultivation world.
Lu Chengyun deserved to die a thousand times!
The Zombie King remained motionless.
However, at this moment, two Iron Zombies by Lu Chengyun's side suddenly launched a fatal attack.
Their sharp claws were like swords—one slashed from left to right toward Lu Chengyun's skull, and the other aimed straight for his heart meridian from right to left.
The moves were vicious and the timing precise.
Lu Chengyun's full attention was on the Lingxu Formation on the Zombie King's chest, and because he felt guilty, he was fearful and repentant, so he was caught off guard.
However, the strength of the Iron Zombies was still slightly inferior to the Zombie King, who had partially transformed into a Copper Zombie, so their attacks were a bit slower, giving Lu Chengyun a chance to escape.
He sensed the danger and immediately sidestepped, dodging the claw aimed at his heart meridian, and then lowered his head to avoid the attack aimed at his head.
Even so, his topknot was cut off.
Lu Chengyun's hair was disheveled, and he looked disheveled.
He looked at the two Iron Zombies with a terrified expression and retreated repeatedly, pleading for mercy, "Elders, please spare my life!"
These two Iron Zombies were indeed the elders of the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect in their previous lives.
However, he soon realized something was amiss.
Vaguely, he could sense a strand of divine consciousness, using the Zombie King as a pivot, controlling these two Iron Zombies!
This divine consciousness was profound and subtle, and it also exuded a hint of familiarity.
"Someone is up to no good, trying to take my life!"
Lu Chengyun's eyes turned cold as he traced this divine consciousness. Suddenly, his expression turned stern, and he unleashed a sword qi, aiming straight at the empty space next to Yang Jishan.
Just as the sword qi was about to strike the ground.
A white-robed youth holding a long spear suddenly appeared, standing in the way of the attack with surging spiritual energy, blocking and dissipating the sword qi.
This white-robed youth was Bai Zisheng.
Lu Chengyun was secretly astonished.
With only a Refining Qi cultivation base, he had blocked his, a Foundation Establishment cultivator's, sword attack!
And when Bai Zisheng stepped back, a small figure was revealed behind him.
With eyebrows like painted art and eyes shining like stars, it was none other than Mo Hua.
Lu Chengyun was taken aback, then his expression turned grim as he exclaimed, "You're not dead?!
Mo Hua narrowed his eyes and smiled without answering.
Lu Chengyun's eyes flickered, and suddenly his expression changed as he cried out, "Could it be you?"
"You're the one controlling my Zombie King?"
Upon hearing this, Yang Jishan and the others were all shocked, finding it hard to believe as they looked at Mo Hua.
But Mo Hua shook his head and corrected, "Not 'your' Zombie King."
Then, he clenched his small hand, and the array patterns on the Zombie King's chest suddenly lit up, extending strands of faint blue spiritual filaments that gradually spread throughout its body.
"It's mine now!"
Lu Chengyun's expression turned to fear as he exclaimed, "No!"
He immediately focused all his attention, exerting all his strength to manipulate the Lingxu Evil Formation, trying to regain control of the Zombie King at all costs.
On the Zombie King's chest, the bloody array patterns emerged.
The red evil energy, like blood threads, also spread out, intertwining with the faint blue spiritual filaments, entangling and destroying each other, constantly waxing and waning.
Caught between the red and blue filaments, the Zombie King struggled and roared hideously.
On its chest, the array patterns of the two colors, righteousness and evil, clashed and alternated between light and dark.
However, in just a moment, the blood threads were suppressed by the spiritual filaments and began to dissipate.
The evil formation on the Zombie King's chest gradually faded.
Cold sweat broke out on Lu Chengyun's forehead as he felt his divine sense faltering. The evil energy blood threads generated by manipulating the Lingxu Evil Formation also gradually lost their power.
Meanwhile, the spiritual filaments continued to surge, imbued with a strong divine consciousness! Lu Chengyun found it unbelievable.
He realized a terrifying fact:
This little brat, Mo Hua, not only excelled in the Lingxu Formation, but his formation skills far surpassed his own. Even his divine sense seemed to overwhelm Lu Chengyun's! How was this possible?!
He was only at the eighth layer of Refining Qi!
As he watched his Zombie King gradually slipping out of his control, Lu Chengyun felt both heartache and fear. He glared at Mo Hua and asked through gritted teeth, "When did you learn the Lingxu Formation?"
Mo Hua replied with a confused expression as he controlled the Zombie King, "Didn't you teach me?"
Lu Chengyun was taken aback.
Mo Hua continued innocently, "You forgot? You showed me the diagram of the Lingxu Formation, and you even drew it out several times in front of me. I watched and watched, and eventually, I learned it..."
Lu Chengyun cried out in disbelief, "Impossible!!
"Impossible!"
His expression bordered on insanity.
"This is the Lingxu Formation, a top-grade twelve-patterned supreme formation!
"I spent nearly a hundred years, day and night, tirelessly studying and enduring countless hardships. I even had to resort to unorthodox methods, using human bones, dipping them in human blood, and drawing on human skin, just to master this formation..."
"You're telling me you learned it just by glancing at it a few times??"
"This is absolutely impossible!"
Lu Chengyun's eyes turned crimson, his mind in turmoil, and even his Dao heart showed signs of shattering.
Mo Hua immediately signaled to Bai Zisheng with his eyes.
Bai Zisheng instantly understood and moved, his spear like a gust of wind, aiming straight at Lu Chengyun's chest.
With the Zombie King under control, the surrounding Iron Zombies remained motionless.
Lu Chengyun's Dao heart was in turmoil, his emotions unstable, and he didn't even realize Bai Zisheng's sneak attack. The spear pierced his chest.
However, despite Bai Zisheng's exceptional Refining Qi cultivation, Lu Chengyun was still at the Foundation Establishment stage.
Although the attack was swift, it only broke Lu Chengyun's skin and didn't penetrate or kill him.
Lu Chengyun spat out a mouthful of blood and took a few steps back, immediately regaining his senses.
He had to escape!
The Zombie King, his trump card, was about to fall into someone else's hands.
If he didn't flee now, he feared he would truly die here.
Lu Chengyun used his movement technique to dodge Bai Zisheng's spear attacks while retreating.
Although Bai Zisheng was only at the Refining Qi stage, his cultivation was profound, and his Dao techniques were sharp.
Lu Chengyun, heavily injured and surrounded by powerful enemies, with the Zombie King about to "betray" him, could only flee in a sorry state amid the motionless Iron Zombies that resembled wooden stakes.
The surrounding cultivators were unsure of the situation and didn't know what to do.
Yang Jishan's expression turned solemn.
He, too, began to have doubts.
The one secretly controlling the Zombie King was Mo Hua?!
Was this little cultivator the mastermind behind the plot to nurture the Dao evil?
How was that possible?
But if not, how could he override Lu Chengyun's control and make the Zombie King "betray" him?
Who was he? Was he a disciple of a righteous sect's elder or... the son of a demonic path expert?
Yang Jishan's heart gradually turned cold, and his expression became more hesitant.
Lu Chengyun continued to flee, his movement technique quite impressive. For a short while, Bai Zisheng couldn't do anything to him.
For a time, the situation reached a stalemate.
Just then, behind Lu Chengyun, the Zombie King, now entirely covered in the faint blue Lingxu formation patterns, appeared with its sharp claws around Lu Chengyun's neck.
Its long nails held Lu Chengyun firmly in place.
Lu Chengyun's expression was filled with shock, but he couldn't break free.
The Zombie King had completely gone rogue.
No, he had lost control of the Zombie King.
Mo Hua had completely dominated the Zombie King!
After Mo Hua controlled the Zombie King and captured Lu Chengyun, he immediately ordered, "Senior Brother, kill him!"
Just as Bai Zisheng was about to make a move, Yang Jishan snapped out of his daze, his expression changing drastically as he exclaimed, "No!
(End of Chapter)
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