Zombies: Cultivating Immortality at Maoshan, Becoming Stronger by Doing Nothing

Chapter 692

"I am the Zombie King, and you are doomed to die today!"

The Zombie King licked his scarlet tongue, and his eyes flashed with an eerie blood-red light.

Ling Yanyan felt a chill in his heart.

The Corpse King Zombie, wouldn't that be much more powerful than the Copper Armored Corpse?

"Damn it, this is troublesome." Ling Yanyan was in a terrible mood.

He originally intended to take advantage of the Zombie King's power to eliminate him and then find the treasure vault.

Who knew the Corpse King would be so troublesome?

"Hehehe! Kid, obediently confess your secrets, and then become my food," the Zombie King chuckled sinisterly.

He stretched out his scarlet claws and went straight for Ling Yanyan's head.

Ling Yanyan was shocked and hurriedly retreated to avoid the zombie king's attack.

The zombie king, having missed his first attack, flew into a rage, his eyes flashing with intense killing intent.

"die!"

He roared angrily, and his claws attacked like ghosts, ruthless and merciless.

Ling Yanyan tried to resist hastily, but couldn't stop it at all.

"Bang bang bang!"

A series of muffled thuds rang out as Ling Yanyan was sent flying, collapsing to the ground and spitting out blood.

"Hehe, kid, stop struggling and just accept your fate. I won't show you any mercy." The Zombie King chuckled evilly as he stepped closer to Ling Yan Yan.

"Damn it, I'll fight you to the death, I'll never let you succeed!" Ling Yanyan glared at the zombie king, gritting his teeth.

"Come and try if you dare," the Zombie King said mockingly. "If you're not afraid of death, then come at me."

"Hmph!" Ling Yanyan snorted coldly and turned to run away.

"Where do you think you're going!" The Zombie King sneered, leaping forward to block Ling Yan Yan's path.

"Get out of here!" Ling Yanyan roared, unleashing his strongest strike as he slashed at the zombie king.

"Little tricks."

The Zombie King chuckled and casually tossed his hand away.

Ling Yanyan's blade shattered instantly, and he was sent flying.

Ling Yan Yan coughed up a mouthful of blood, his face turning even paler.

"Boy, I advise you to obediently submit to me, or you will surely die a violent death on the spot," the Zombie King said coldly.

"Pah!" Ling Yan Yan spat out a mouthful of saliva and sneered, "How could I, Ling Yan Yan, a dignified man, possibly submit to an ugly and disgusting monster?"

"You bastard!" The Zombie King roared in fury and slapped Ling Yan Yan across the face.

Ling Yanyan's expression changed slightly, and he hurriedly dodged.

"Bang!" He was struck on the shoulder, his bones cracking and nearly shattering.

"Heh heh, kid, this slap is for my brother," the Zombie King chuckled sinisterly.

"Your brother? Do you even have a brother?" Ling Yanyan said sarcastically, though he was trying to suppress his pain.

"Hehehe! Of course I have a younger brother, and my younger brother is here too!" the zombie king chuckled.

Ling Yanyan frowned, staring warily at the zombie king.

His mind raced as he considered ways to escape.

Suddenly, the zombie king looked up sharply, gazing down the hillside with a hint of surprise in his eyes.

"Hmm?" Ling Yanyan followed the zombie king's gaze.

Two figures were walking towards them from below the hillside.

Ling Yanyan's pupils contracted sharply, and his heart began to pound.

"It's him!"

Ling Yanyan stared wide-eyed at one of the young men in the two figures.

The boy was dressed in tattered clothes, carrying a longbow on his back, a long sword at his waist, and wearing wooden clogs. He was thin and had delicate features.

"Wasn't this guy eaten by the zombie king? How did he come back to life?" Ling Yanyan was extremely shocked.

"Huh? It's him." Suddenly, the young man seemed to sense something, looked up at Ling Yan Yan, and a faint smile appeared on his lips.

Upon seeing the boy's smile, Ling Yanyan felt a sense of familiarity, as if she had seen him somewhere before.

The next moment, he trembled all over, and his eyes almost popped out of their sockets.

"Ye Feng! How could it be him?"

Ling Yanyan was completely dumbfounded.

This young man was none other than Ye Feng, the little brother who had once roamed the martial world with him and whose name was famous throughout Wuling City!

Why is he here?

Besides, this guy is clearly dead!

"Could he have risen from the dead?" Ling Yanyan became more and more frightened as she thought about it.

"Boy, do you really know him?" the Zombie King asked with a gloomy face.

“He’s the friend I was talking about…” Ling Yanyan said.

"Oh?" The Zombie King raised an eyebrow, snorted coldly, and said, "In that case, let's kill him."