The Brutal Old Master Ren!

Old Master Ren reacted with astonishing speed. The instant he touched it, he withdrew both hands, a thoughtful look appearing in his eyes.

Rumble! Rumble!

Old Master Ren tried several more times, but the result was the same.

Then he noticed that the board beneath him did not produce the same reaction.

A moment later, the coffin inside Justice Manor suddenly rolled over, its bottom facing upward.

Bang!

A pair of gray hands stretched out from the bottom of the coffin. The coffin immediately shattered, and Old Master Ren emerged from within.

His gaze shifted as Old Master Ren surveyed his surroundings. Then he looked beyond Justice Manor, toward the north.

Somewhere in the unseen, he sensed that two powerful auras of blood and vitality from that direction were calling to him intensely.

Hiss—

Two streams of black vapor sprayed from Old Master Ren's nostrils as he hopped toward the exit of Justice Manor.

Fifteen minutes later, in the fields outside town, Old Master Ren absorbed the moonlight. The two fangs at the corners of his mouth grew longer, making him look incomparably ferocious. Even denser corpse qi and yin qi swirled around his body. Old Master Ren had now completed his transformation.

Roar—

A chilling roar echoed through the night sky, making everyone's hair stand on end.

Hop! Hop!

Old Master Ren kept his eyes fixed in the direction of the Ren Family and hopped toward them.

At the same time, inside Ren Family Villa.

Swish!

Fei Luo, who had been meditating in his bedroom, suddenly opened his eyes. His aura was soul-stirring.

His gaze shifted, golden light flashing through his eyes as he looked south.

There, Fei Luo could see dense corpse qi and yin qi advancing toward the Ren Family.

"I've been waiting for you for a long time," Fei Luo murmured.

Excitement shone in Fei Luo's eyes, and his heart raced.

What kind of reward would Old Master Ren bring him?

At the same time, Fei Luo noticed that the moonlight that had originally been shining into Ren Mansion had vanished.

Dark clouds covered the sky, and an unusual aura spread through Ren Mansion. This was the aura of calamity and slaughter, a sign that bloodshed was about to occur here.

But Fei Luo did not care about any of that.

All he wanted to know was what he would be rewarded with after Old Master Ren died.

Elsewhere, as Old Master Ren underwent his transformation, Uncle Nine, who had been sleeping inside Justice Manor, suddenly sensed something and abruptly sat up.

Seeing the dark clouds gathering in the sky, Uncle Nine was horrified.

"Qiusheng, Wencai." Uncle Nine stepped outside and called out as he looked toward the brightly lit mortuary.

Hearing him, Qiusheng and Wencai came over from the side courtyard.

"Have you taken care of the coffin?" Uncle Nine asked, frowning at the two sleepy-faced men.

"Master, it's all taken care of. We—"

Before Qiusheng and Wencai could finish speaking, their voices abruptly stopped.

Inside the mortuary, Old Master Ren's coffin lay on the ground. A vicious hole had been torn through its bottom, while the corpse inside had long since disappeared.

"Master, this..." Wencai's face went pale with shock. He swallowed and cast Uncle Nine a questioning look.

"Where is Fei Luo?" Uncle Nine did not answer, instead turning to ask the two of them.

"Master, Junior Brother and Miss Ren went to Ren Mansion," Qiusheng replied.

"Good." Uncle Nine nodded and ordered, "Quickly pack up the ritual tools. We're going to Ren Mansion."

"Yes." Qiusheng and Wencai immediately responded and began preparing various ritual tools.

"Xiao Luo, I hope you can hold off Old Master Ren. Your master will be there soon." Uncle Nine's expression was grave as he muttered to himself.

He knew Fei Luo had reached the ninth level of the Qi Refining Realm, but that was an Iron Corpse. Its entire body was as hard as iron, and its strength was comparable to the Foundation Establishment Realm.

Moreover, Old Master Ren had clearly been an Iron Corpse for a long time. His strength was likely even greater than Uncle Nine's. Even Uncle Nine himself was not completely confident that he could deal with Old Master Ren, whose corpse had been refined to the extreme.

In Ren Family Town, there were few pedestrians out tonight. Even the street vendors had packed up early and returned home.

Ever since the afternoon, wind had been blowing through Ren Family Town. No one wanted to go outside in this kind of weather.

A traveler hurried along with his clothes wrapped tightly around him, grumbling about the terrible weather. It was cold enough already, and now dark clouds had covered the sky.

Just then, the walking man suddenly halted and looked ahead.

Before him was the back of someone wearing an official robe from the Qing Dynasty, hopping along the road.

"What is that? Some kind of prank?" The man was puzzled and called out, "Hey, why are you dressed so strangely in the middle of the night? It's the Republic now. Aren't you afraid of getting arrested for wearing a Qing official's robe?"

In this day and age, no one would keep clothing or hairstyles from the previous dynasty.

Roar—

Old Master Ren's nostrils contracted slightly. He had caught the scent of a living person's fresh blood.

Swish!

Old Master Ren spun around, his arms stretched straight out. Two streams of black vapor burst from his nostrils as he stared at the man behind him.

"Ah—"

The next moment, a shrill scream rang out across the street.

Roar— Old Master Ren dropped the man's corpse and licked the blood from the corners of his mouth. The craving in his heart grew even stronger.

There was blood ten times more delicious than this, calling to him with irresistible force.

Old Master Ren sped up and plunged straight into the Ren Family's courtyard.

"Ah! What the hell is that?"

"Help! There's a zombie!"

"Someone, come quick!"

Ren Mansion descended into chaos in the darkness. Many servants panicked as screams, cries for help, startled shouts, and beast-like roars mixed together, making the night especially restless.

Tap.

The lights inside Ren Mansion were blazing. Hearing the commotion, Master Ren hurriedly got up and came downstairs.

Ren Tingting had also been awakened. Wearing her nightclothes, she came downstairs and saw her father's back.

"Master, there's a zombie! A zombie!" A servant ran in as though scared out of his wits, trembling as he spoke.

Roar—

The moment the servant finished speaking, Old Master Ren rushed into the villa. Traces of blood that had yet to dry clung to the vicious fangs at the corners of his mouth.

"Tingting, go back to your room! Wake Master Fei Luo!" Master Ren's face was filled with panic. Seeing this, how could he not realize that his father, dead for twenty years, had become a zombie?

Ren Tingting nodded and hurried upstairs.

"Master Ren!" At that moment, Uncle Nine arrived with Qiusheng and Wencai.

Seeing that Ren Mansion had not yet suffered any damage and that Master Ren was still safe, Uncle Nine immediately sighed in relief.

Master Ren was overjoyed to see Uncle Nine. "Uncle Nine, didn't you say you were taking him back to Justice Manor to dispel the corpse qi? What's going on?"

As he spoke, Master Ren quickly hid behind Uncle Nine.

"Master Ren, let me subdue this creature first, then I'll explain." With that, Uncle Nine immediately took out the Corpse-Binding Rope and lashed it toward Old Master Ren.

Roar— With a sweep of his arm, Old Master Ren instantly broke free of Uncle Nine's Corpse-Binding Rope. Qiusheng and Wencai were also sent flying by the tremendous force, crashing to the ground.

"Fuck! How is this thing so damn strong?" Wencai climbed to his feet in a daze after the fall, cursing under his breath.