Facing Old Master Ren

The clang of a gong pierced the night sky. Uncle Nine charged into the morgue like a gust of wind. He saw the black, clawed hand already tearing through the coffin lid, and a thick, malevolent corpse aura surged out. His expression grew extremely solemn.

"Vermin! How dare you!"

Uncle Nine let out a thunderous roar, formed a sword seal with his hand, and his Peach Wood Sword instantly unsheathed, piercing the extended claw with a golden, evil-breaking light! At the same time, the optimized Corpse Suppression Talisman that Mo Yuan had thrown flew towards Uncle Nine.

Uncle Nine instinctively reached out and caught it. The moment the talisman touched his hand, he felt the spiritual energy contained within not only be pure but also possess a peculiar sense of completeness, as if the talisman's fundamental power had been pushed to its absolute limit! Though shocked, he knew time was of the essence and, without hesitation, flicked his fingers to send the talisman flying!

"Whoosh!"

The talisman, launched later, arrived before the Peach Wood Sword, precisely sticking to the wrist of the struggling, emerging claw!

"Buzz--!"

Spiritual light flashed, and a pure Yang sealing power, several times stronger than a normal Corpse Suppression Talisman, erupted. The black, clawed hand recoiled as if burned by a hot iron, emitting a "hissing" corrosive sound. The sounds of impact from within the coffin also momentarily ceased!

Uncle Nine's Peach Wood Sword followed closely, its tip touching the broken part of the coffin. Golden light spread along the ink lines, temporarily reinforcing the seal.

"Good talisman!" Uncle Nine couldn't help but exclaim softly, glancing at Mo Yuan with surprise. This kid not only succeeded on his first try but also improved the talisman's effect?! Such talent was unheard of!

Just then, Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng also came scrambling in, their faces pale with fear.

"Mas... Master! The zombie... the zombie is out?!"

"Not completely out, but the coffin lid has been breached, and the ink line seal is damaged. Ordinary methods may not be able to suppress it for long!" Uncle Nine said with a frown, speaking quickly. "Wen Cai, Qiu Sheng, go fetch my Bagua Mirror and Corpse Binding Rope! Mo Yuan, your cultivation is still shallow, fall back. Provide support with talismans from a distance, and absolutely do not let the corpse aura get close!"

"Yes, Master!" Mo Yuan replied. Though his heart was pounding, he remained remarkably calm. He quickly retreated a few steps, already holding several other talismans he had drawn. His gaze was fixed on the constantly trembling coffin, which emitted low growls.

He could feel the Yin corpse aura within the coffin gathering frantically. Ren Weiyong, transformed into a zombie, was accumulating strength for its next, more violent assault. The intensity of the malevolent energy far surpassed any wandering spirits or ghosts he had encountered before.

"System, sign in!" Mo Yuan silently recited in his mind during the lull. Being in the Mortuary of Mount Mao, facing a zombie about to break out of its coffin, danger and opportunity coexisted – it was the perfect time to sign in!

[Ding! Sign-in successful! Congratulations to the host for obtaining: 10 Low-Grade Spirit Stones, one piece of Hundred-Year Lightning Struck Wood Core, Detailed Explanation of Basic Artifact Refining x1, Minor Five Elements Spell: Geng Metal Sword Qi Technique x1, remnant aura from the Primordial World: a wisp of Innate Spiritual Energy!]

A series of notification sounds echoed in his mind. The rewards were more generous than ever before! Especially the last item, [a wisp of Innate Spiritual Energy]. Although it was only a trace, the ancient, pure, primordial aura it contained made Mo Yuan's soul tremble! This was absolutely incomparable to the thin, post-natal spiritual energy of the Dharma-ending age!

The rewards were instantly stored in the system space. Mo Yuan's mind raced. He couldn't examine them closely now, but the aura of that Innate Spiritual Energy gave him an inspiration. He attempted to guide that extremely subtle wisp of Innate Spiritual Energy with his consciousness, integrating it into his own spiritual power. At the same time, he drew out another Evil-Breaking Talisman.

Just then, with a thunderous "Boom!" the entire coffin lid was thrown open by a tremendous force. Ren Weiyong, transformed into a zombie, stood upright!

Its face was dark green, its eyes blood-red, fangs bared, and covered in black fur. The corpse aura spread out like a tangible black mist, chilling to the bone!

"Roar--!" The zombie let out a roar and lunged directly at Uncle Nine, who was closest!

"Evil creature, die!" Uncle Nine remained calm in the face of danger. The Bagua Mirror reflected the moonlight, and a cold beam of light shone on the zombie, momentarily halting its movement. Simultaneously, Qiu Sheng and Wen Cai, mustering their courage, threw the Corpse Binding Ropes, attempting to entangle the zombie.

But the zombie was immensely strong. With a violent struggle, the Corpse Binding Ropes groaned under the strain! It ignored Wen Cai and Qiu Sheng and lunged at Uncle Nine again, its claws carrying a foul wind straight for his face!

"Master, be careful!" Mo Yuan saw it clearly and, without hesitation, threw the Evil-Breaking Talisman, infused with a wisp of Innate Spiritual Energy, in his hand!

This time, as the talisman left his hand, it faintly emitted an almost imperceptible trace of chaotic colored light. Its speed was faster, and its aura was more restrained and profound!

The Evil-Breaking Talisman accurately struck the zombie's back!

"Bang!"

There was no violent explosion, but a strange, pure light that seemed to purify everything rippled outwards! The dense black corpse aura, encountering the pure light, rapidly dissipated like melting ice and snow! The zombie let out a shrill howl. A scorched mark appeared on its back where the talisman struck, penetrating to the bone!

Its forward momentum abruptly stopped, its body trembled violently, clearly severely wounded!

Uncle Nine seized the opportunity, his Peach Wood Sword stabbing forward, pointing at the zombie's brow. He chanted an incantation, while his other hand quickly slapped several Corpse Suppression Talismans onto the zombie's major acupoints.

The zombie finally froze, temporarily subdued.

Uncle Nine let out a long sigh, cold sweat already beading on his forehead. He looked back at Mo Yuan, his eyes filled with disbelief and shock. The power of that Evil-Breaking Talisman just now was beyond imagination! What was that trace of pure, unadulterated aura, capable of countering all evil, that it contained? It was definitely not the spiritual power of someone at the third level of Qi Refining!

"Mo Yuan... that talisman you just used..." Uncle Nine's voice was slightly hoarse.

Mo Yuan's mind raced. Knowing that the matter of Innate Spiritual Energy was too astonishing to reveal, he feigned confusion and scratched his head. "Master, I just drew it according to the method you taught me. Maybe... maybe I just performed exceptionally well in the heat of the moment?"

Uncle Nine looked at him deeply, his gaze seeming to penetrate him. Exceptional performance? What kind of exceptional performance could contain a trace of... primordial power that even he felt a tremor from? The secrets this boy held were likely far more than what he could see now.

He ultimately did not press further, only saying gravely, "If not for your potent talismans this time, the consequences would have been unimaginable. Your talent... is truly one in ten thousand. But remember, the greater the power, the more you must guard your heart and not act recklessly with your skills!"

"Your disciple remembers Master's teachings!" Mo Yuan replied respectfully.

Looking at the re-suppressed zombie, Uncle Nine's worries deepened. The zombie transformed from Ren Weiyong was exceptionally fierce, far beyond the ordinary, and there seemed to be hidden circumstances behind it. And his newly accepted young disciple was like a mist, his talent so monstrous it was terrifying.

In the Dharma-ending age, monstrous talents emerged, geniuses appeared... This world was likely truly in for an upheaval.