What kind of zombie was this? Its flesh was even harder than this humble monk's magic treasures. Who had it been in life, and why had he never seen it before?
Just as Fa Jing had deeply shocked White Dragon by successively deploying two magic treasures, Xiang Yuan's control of Senior Zombie had delivered Fa Jing a crushing blow of boundless proportions.
Fa Jing bore the reputation of an "Earthbound Vajra" and possessed a formidable Indestructible Vajra Divine Art. More than anyone, he understood the limits a human body could reach. Resisting a magic treasure head-on was already unimaginable—smashing one to pieces outright...
Where had that corpse-driving thief dug up the remains of an immortal? How could he have such absurd luck?!
The treasure pearl had shattered, beyond any hope of repair. There was only a fixed number of magic treasures in the world; lose one, and there was one fewer. The Lotus Zen Monastery had passed them down through generations, and every single one was a treasure that safeguarded the sect.
Fa Jing's Primordial Spirit was injured as well. Before he had time to grieve, his gaze was wholly drawn to Senior Zombie. A zombie capable of shattering a treasure pearl with one punch—if he obtained it, would he not be able to ride roughshod across the world?
Out with the old, in with the new. Fa Jing made up his mind. Today, he would beg some alms. He could do without the consort, but the zombie had to stay.
As he pondered this, Senior Zombie leaped from the crater and, under Xiang Yuan's control, threw another punch straight at him.
Senior Zombie's upper limit was unknown, but its lower limit was crystal clear: Xiang Yuan. How much power it could display depended entirely on Xiang Yuan's own ability.