Chapter 513: Kneel (Part 2)
Chapter 513: Kneel (Part 2)
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The skinny old man also hurriedly said, "Don't kill him!"
Bai Zisheng hesitated, looking at Mo Hua.
With Lu Chengyun restrained by the Zombie King, this was a rare opportunity, so he naturally went all out, thrusting his spear to pierce Lu Chengyun, this despicable man, to death!
Bai Zisheng held his spear with gathered strength, his aura soaring.
"Stop him!" Yang Jishan shouted as he took the lead and struck out, intending to block Bai Zisheng.
The situation was still unclear, and Lu Chengyun must not die yet.
If he died and the Zombie King went out of control, the Dao evil would revive, and everything would be over.
The skinny old man also took out his copper coin, but before he could act, his expression changed drastically.
Yang Jishan, who was standing next to him, also stopped in his tracks, his gaze frozen.
In front of them, Bai Zisheng's aura was constantly rising, his spiritual power howling, and there seemed to be a faint dragon's roar emanating from him.
And on his spear, a majestic and awe-inspiring azure dragon illusion had condensed!
Dragon! The skinny old man exclaimed in a trembling voice, "Return of the Dragon Spear Technique?"
Everyone's faces changed upon hearing this.
"The Way of the Dragon..."
"Is it the one from Qianzhou... that ancient clan, the Bai family?"
The might of the azure dragon illusion, along with the influence of the Bai family from Qianzhou, filled these Foundation Establishment cultivators with dread, leaving them at a loss for what to do.
Mo Hua opened his mouth, but no words came out.
Bai Zisheng, dressed in white, had eyes as sharp as swords, and the azure dragon illusion surrounding him made him look majestic and valiant.
Mo Hua never expected that his senior martial brother could be so handsome...
As the Return of the Dragon Spear Technique reached its climax, Bai Zisheng's spiritual power surged.
Then, he truly became one with the spear, and as he thrust it out, he transformed into a dragon shadow, accompanied by a high-pitched dragon's roar, and rushed forward.
This spear strike nearly exhausted all of Bai Zisheng's spiritual power, and its might was terrifying.
In Lu Chengyun's extremely terrified gaze, the spear pierced through his chest.
The spiritual power containing dragon might shook his meridians and internal organs, slowly erasing his vitality.
A traitor of the Little Spirit Seclusion Sect.
The head of the Lu family of Nanyue City.
The culprit behind the killing, array formation, and zombie refinement, creating the zombie mine, had finally met his end!
The entire cemetery fell silent.
The dozens of Iron Zombies and countless Walking Zombies also weakened and became quiet.
After several dozen breaths, when there were no signs of abnormalities, Yang Jishan finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Ever since Mo Hua appeared, startling events kept occurring one after another.
In less than an hour, his heart had been through countless ups and downs.
With Lu Chengyun dead and the zombies quiet, this was a good thing...
After expending all his strength to activate the Return of the Dragon Spear and killing Lu Chengyun, Bai Zisheng also felt a bit drained, his face turning slightly pale, but his expression was excited and proud.
Bai Zixi shook her head helplessly and took out a pill from her phoenix-patterned storage bag, handing it to Bai Zisheng to help him recover.
Mo Hua, standing by, had a calm expression, but suddenly furrowed his brows.
Yang Jishan hesitated, about to say something to Mo Hua, when his expression suddenly changed.
In the quiet cemetery, the sound of chewing suddenly echoed, sending chills down everyone's spines.
This eerie and sinister sound drew everyone's attention to a horrifying scene: the Zombie King was devouring Lu Chengyun, whom Bai Zisheng had just killed!
As if afraid of being discovered, the Zombie King ate quickly, gobbling up Lu Chengyun in a few bites.
Its mouth and chest were covered in blood and flesh.
The redness in its eyes intensified, and within the red, a faint golden color became more apparent.
The skinny old man's face turned deathly pale, and he said with a trembling voice, "The Zombie King... devouring its master? Has the Dao evil awakened?"
Everyone was horrified, their hearts filled with immense fear.
At the same time, the Zombie King's aura became terrifying, and within it, there was a faint, distorted trace of Daoist essence.
Yang Jishan shouted sternly, "Everyone, use all your strength and kill it before it fully awakens!"
One by one, the Foundation Establishment cultivators unleashed their spiritual power.
Whether it was spells, spiritual tools, or talismans, they used every means at their disposal, putting forth their utmost effort to eradicate the Dao evil in its cradle!
On the cemetery, various Foundation Establishment spiritual powers intertwined, creating an overwhelming might.
However, just as their attacks were about to reach the Zombie King, they were all blocked by the Iron Zombies.
These Iron Zombies were fearless and unwavering in their protection of the Zombie King.
The previously quiet horde of zombies stirred once more, their eyes turning red as they roared and charged at the cultivators, seemingly not allowing anyone to offend their "king"!
In an instant, the cemetery was plunged into an even more intense life-and-death battle.
White Zisheng wanted to join the fight again, but White Zixi stopped him.
Bai Zixi brought Bai Zisheng to Mo Hua's side and stood in front of the two, her slender fingers forming sword seals, condensing sword lights that burned with crystalline white flames, protecting the three of them.
The surrounding zombies that touched the sword lights were burned by the white flames.
Mo Hua, on the other hand, looked into the distance at the Zombie King, his expression calm.
The Zombie King's aura gradually intensified, and the distorted Daoist essence within it became more prominent.
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed slightly, and he drew a thick earth formation under his feet before closing his eyes and meditating, communicating with something through his spiritual sense.
Batch after batch of Foundation Establishment cultivators charged at the Zombie King, only to be blocked by the Iron Zombies each time.
Yang Jishan's face turned pale, his heart filled with anxiety.
The Zombie King was gradually awakening and transforming into the Dao evil.
If they didn't kill the Zombie King, they would all perish!
The Little Barbarian State and its people would suffer a calamity.
Yang Jishan picked up the Setting Sun Spear, took a Restoration Pill, and then consumed a Great Return Pill, using the last of his spiritual power to activate the Setting Sun Spear once more.
This spear strike was also incredibly powerful.
The fiery light converged, and the spear resembled a blazing sun.
Although Yang Jishan couldn't reach the Zombie King, he threw the spear with all his might, turning it into a rainbow of light that swept forward with scorching flames, aiming to kill the Zombie King.
However, just like before, the strike was blocked by an Iron Zombie, and although it eventually reached the Zombie King, the Zombie King easily caught it with one hand.
The Zombie King twisted the spear, breaking it in half, and its flesh instantly transformed into an ancient copper color.
Then, the Zombie King roared towards the sky.
The zombie aura soared, covering the sky and blocking out the sun.
The horizon faintly turned blood-red.
This roar seemed like a command.
At that moment, not only the entire cemetery but also the mine and even the entire territory of Nanyue City seemed to respond to the call, and all the zombies gathered towards the Zombie King, seemingly paying homage to their "king"!
Yang Jishan's heart froze.
The skinny old man said, "Commander Yang, let's find a way to break through first. Everyone, run for your lives!"
Yang Jishan clenched his jaw and replied helplessly, "Alright!"
However, he also knew that with the Zombie King's command and the tide of zombies, even if they tried to escape, they wouldn't be able to get away.
This was just a glimmer of hope.
But if they didn't try, they wouldn't have any chance at all.
Under the cover of the Dao soldiers, the cultivators began to retreat, while Mo Hua remained standing in his original spot.
Yang Jishan noticed this and immediately shouted, "Little brother!"
He wanted to tell Mo Hua to run, but in the blink of an eye, Mo Hua was already surrounded by the Iron Zombies.
Yang Jishan wanted to save him, but it was too late.
Yang Jishan was anxious, but then, he was stunned once again.
He realized that the Iron Zombies were only surrounding Mo Hua and didn't dare to approach him.
Bai Zixi stood in front of Mo Hua and White Zisheng, her expression calm, but her eyes still held a hint of gravity.
Just then, Mo Hua opened his eyes and took a step forward, shielding his senior martial siblings behind him.
As Mo Hua stepped forward, the Iron Zombies showed signs of fear and quickly backed away.
Their instincts contained fear and the fear of being dominated.
The Zombie King was their "king."
And now that Lu Chengyun was dead, Mo Hua was the only one who could control the Zombie King, the king of their king!
The horde of zombies calmed down a little.
The cultivators were able to catch their breath.
And through the crowd of zombies, the Zombie King's dignified and cruel gaze fell upon Mo Hua.
It hadn't turned into a Dao evil yet.
Because it hadn't truly "devoured its master."
Lu Chengyun was the master, but he wasn't truly the master.
Its true master was this little cultivator!
The master of a master is not a master.
The king of a king is not a king.
Only by devouring this little cultivator would it truly devour its master, truly shatter its chains, break free from the Heavenly Dao's shackles, and become the one and only "Zombie King," a "Dao evil" that devours the heavens and the earth!
Turning this land into a bloody hell!
The Zombie King's eyes blazed with bloodlust, turning into a blood-red light that rushed towards Mo Hua.
Everyone was shocked, and Yang Jishan's expression changed drastically as he exclaimed, "Not good!"
But Mo Hua remained calm, his gaze sharp as a sword. He pointed forward with his small hand.
The Zombie King's charging figure suddenly stopped!
Countless spiritual filaments burst forth from its chest, weaving outwards and suppressing the zombie energy, pulling and tugging at the Zombie King's body.
There was no longer any dignity in the Zombie King's eyes, only brutality and reluctance.
It struggled fiercely, and its zombie energy grew stronger.
The grey-white zombie energy, mixed with blood-red threads, surged and billowed.
At the same time, the distorted Dao essence spread.
Feeling this faint breath, all the cultivators felt their hearts tremble, as if a layer of cold divine consciousness was watching them, erasing their thoughts and making them submit.
This distorted Dao essence also shrouded Mo Hua.
Mo Hua's heart stirred.
This faint breath was very familiar.
A similar aura was also present in the great demon of Tongxian City.
It was just that back then, he didn't understand the Dao essence at all and couldn't discern the details of this breath.
But now he understood.
This was the aura of the Dao evil, a twisted and mutated Dao essence.
Because it contained the mutated Dao essence, these calamities were called Dao evils.
Mo Hua understood, and then he began to communicate with the thick earth formation, connecting with the Dao essence of the earth.
Those who rest in the earth are zombies.
The aura of zombies originates from the earth but is also filled with bloodlust, hatred, and resentment.
Mo Hua wanted to borrow the Dao essence of the earth to suppress the Zombie King's aura.
The earth represents Yin, embodying thick virtue and carrying all things.
Perhaps even the will of the earth didn't want to see the birth of a Dao evil.
The Dao essence of the earth that Mo Hua communicated with this time was extremely strong, though still not as powerful as when he borrowed the power of the Dao stele. However, it was enough to suppress the Zombie King, who had only partially transformed into a Dao evil.
The aura of the Dao evil was negated.
Mo Hua focused all his attention.
His divine sense, at the peak of thirteen strands, was pushed to its limit.
Countless spiritual filaments blossomed from the Lingxu Formation, like blooming lotus flowers. They wove a dense net, completely entangling, suppressing, infiltrating, refining, and stitching the zombie energy, gradually dominating it...
The Zombie King resisted fiercely, its eyes full of brutality. Its flesh was torn by the spiritual filaments, only to regenerate...
It was unknown how long the stalemate lasted.
Mo Hua's eyes narrowed, and his gaze shone brightly as he shouted in a clear yet authoritative voice, "Vile beast!"
"Kneel!"
The Zombie King was filled with reluctance and roared in a voice hoarse with rage.
But its body was pulled and tugged by countless spiritual filaments, and it trembled as it slowly knelt down.
With each inch it knelt, the mountain rocks cracked and the entire cemetery trembled!
Countless zombies on South Peak Mountain also had red eyes and roared in unwillingness.
The entire Nanyue City was filled with the roars of zombies, as if it had fallen into the Avici Hell, where a hundred ghosts wailed.
The tide of zombies surged, and the zombie energy raged.
Mo Hua stood firm, his small figure unmoving.
He continued to use his divine sense to manipulate the Lingxu Formation, gradually dominating the Zombie King.
The Zombie King was pulled by countless spiritual filaments and suppressed by the powerful Dao essence of the earth.
The Zombie King's knee finally touched the ground, and it knelt halfway.
The terrifying and gruesome clamor in the heavens and the earth came to an abrupt halt.
The horde of zombies fell silent.
The stunned crowd looked up.
They saw that beneath the blood-red zombie energy that covered the sky, the majestic and formidable Zombie King was kneeling halfway in front of the tiny figure of Mo Hua.
And as the Zombie King knelt, the violent aura of the horde of zombies gradually faded.
The dozens of Iron Zombies' eyes lost their bloodlust, revealing reverence as they slowly knelt before Mo Hua.
Then, all the Walking Zombies in Nanyue City, covering the mountains and valleys, also bowed down to Mo Hua.
The Zombie King knelt, the Iron Zombies submitted, and countless zombies paid homage! All the cultivators were struck dumb with shock.
The skinny old man, who was well-versed in the secrets of heaven's calculations, was even more shaken to his core.
He witnessed a scene that he had never imagined and dared not imagine in his life:
The Dao evil calamity had actually knelt down to a little child...
(End of Chapter)
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