Final Kill

Seeing that he couldn't stop Ren Weiyong in time and that the creature was about to break through the door, threatening Ren Tingting and Wencai, a tall figure suddenly appeared at the entrance of the Public Mortuary. With a single heavy punch, he sent Ren Weiyong, who was still mid-air and unable to leverage his strength, flying back.

"Qiusheng, use the Ink Marker line to deal with it!"

Seeing Ren Weiyong knocked back by Four Eyes, Uncle Nine, having caught his breath, immediately tossed an Ink Marker into Qiusheng's hands.

Qiusheng caught it smoothly and, together with Uncle Nine, pulled the Ink Marker line taut. He then flicked the line with his index finger, and Ren Weiyong was instantly jolted backward several steps.

However, it was clear that compared to the first time, the damage dealt by the Ink Marker line was now negligible.

"Qiusheng, form the array!"

Seeing that the Ink Marker line still had some effect on the zombie, Uncle Nine immediately coordinated with Qiusheng to set up an array with the line and cast it over Ren Weiyong.

But now that Ren Weiyong could see, it retreated continuously to avoid their combined efforts.

Fortunately, Four Eyes was still on the scene.

Seeing that Ren Weiyong refused to enter the array, Four Eyes lost his patience. He leaped, appeared behind the creature, and took a direct hit from it.

Although this collision sent Four Eyes flying back more than two yards and broke his God-Inviting Technique, it ultimately forced Ren Weiyong into the array.

Suddenly, amidst a series of crackling sounds, the Sha Qi within Ren Weiyong began to vent wildly from its body.

Watching the black mist pouring out of Ren Weiyong, Uncle Nine and Qiusheng had no intention of letting it go.

"Shangqing Dongxuan, manifest the heavenly might, descend divine thunder, and slay the evil!"

Uncle Nine unleashed the Thunder Summoning Technique.

"Lightning Bolt Fist combined with Palm Thunder!"

A deep blue arc of electricity danced rapidly along the Jingzhen Sword in Qiusheng's hand as he slashed at Ren Weiyong.

"Roar!"

Invaded by the wild power of the thunder, Ren Weiyong let out a heaven-shaking howl as its corpse energy leaked out frantically, dissipating into the world.

This was a continuous stripping away of the source of its power; once the corpse energy within it weakened to a certain degree, its threat would no longer be worth mentioning.

"Qiusheng, move!"

Suddenly, Uncle Nine, who had been channeling the Thunder Summoning Technique, let out a sharp shout.

Hearing this, Qiusheng immediately withdrew his Jingzhen Sword and retreated rapidly. Just as he cleared the space a yard in front of Ren Weiyong, a terrifying bolt of thunder, countless times thicker than before, struck down with ferocity.

It landed squarely on Ren Weiyong's head, and with the impact of the strike, the creature was blasted off the ground and sent flying outside the Public Mortuary.

Seeing this, Qiusheng shifted his footwork, executing the Heavenly Dipper Bagua Steps to flash over to where Ren Weiyong had landed, and slashed at it once more with his Jingzhen Sword.

This time, it was finally no longer impossible to break its defense.

"Squelch."

The sound of a blade piercing flesh rang out. Ren Weiyong's arm flew into the air, accompanied by a spray of black blood and a terrifying surge of leaking corpse energy.

Ignoring the horrific energy venting from Ren Weiyong's body, Qiusheng pressed forward, thrusting his sword deep into the creature's heart.

"Crackle, crackle."

This time, the corpse energy within Ren Weiyong could no longer suppress the lightning Qiusheng had channeled into it. A series of electric arcs erupted from the creature's body, brilliant and intense.

Yet, just as Uncle Nine's Copper Coin Sword had struck its heart before without killing it, Qiusheng's blade failed to finish it off. Instead, he was struck in the chest by a desperate final counterattack and staggered backward.

Qiusheng retreated repeatedly, struggling to steady his stance before charging at Ren Weiyong again. This time, he didn't pull the Jingzhen Sword from the creature's heart; instead, he used his Lightning Bolt Fist, raining punch after punch down onto Ren Weiyong's head.

He didn't stop until he had completely smashed the creature's head into a pulp.

Ding, congratulations to the host for slaying a top-tier mutated Bronze-Armored Zombie. Obtained 1500 Exorcism Points!

Hearing the system notification, Qiusheng, now relieved, collapsed to the ground as his God-Inviting Technique naturally faded.

Inside the Public Mortuary, Uncle Nine, exhausted and drained after unleashing his ultimate move, heard the fighting outside cease and called out in a hoarse voice.

"Wencai, Tingting, come out quickly and see how Qiusheng is doing."

"Creak."

With the sound of the door being pushed open, Ren Tingting and Wencai rushed out from the main hall.

Seeing Uncle Nine and Four Eyes in their depleted state, Wencai was shocked and immediately stepped forward to support his master.

As for Ren Tingting, she ran straight outside the gates. Seeing Qiusheng covered in filth, she was startled and hurriedly cried out.

"Uncle Nine, Uncle Nine, come quickly and see how Qiusheng is!"

The anxiety in her voice was undisguised, causing Uncle Nine and Four Eyes to startle. They immediately ignored their own exhaustion and hurried out of the Public Mortuary to Qiusheng's side.

"This is bad. Wencai, go to the kitchen and get the sticky rice immediately."

Seeing the filth covering Qiusheng and the corpse energy drifting around him, Uncle Nine made a decisive call.

He then wiped his hand, pulled a talisman from his waist, and tossed it onto the corpse energy surrounding Qiusheng.

"Hum!"

A fireball suddenly erupted, instantly sweeping away the corpse aura in the area and allowing everyone to clearly see Qiusheng's complexion.

He was deathly pale, with a trickle of blood hanging from the corner of his mouth, lying prone on the ground without the slightest movement.

Seeing her beloved in such a state, Tingting ignored the filth covering Qiusheng's body, stepped forward to grab him, and began dragging him toward the Public Mortuary.

Uncle Nine and Daoist Four Eyes hurried forward to help. No sooner had the three of them dragged Qiusheng's body into the Public Mortuary than Wencai came rushing over, clutching a large sack of glutinous rice.

"Master, this is all the glutinous rice I could sweep up from the backyard. You've already used up all the rice in our kitchen."

Uncle Nine nodded, looking slightly embarrassed at these words.

It was true; his kitchen was indeed out of glutinous rice.

Because he hadn't known where the zombie might strike from, he had scattered glutinous rice all over the floor of the Public Mortuary, long since emptying his own rice jar.