The small villages surrounding Genshō City are inhabited by the lowest-ranking members of the Ōtsutsuki Clan. Most of them are born into the Ōtsutsuki Clan, and their strength is generally below the Star Level Mortal Level, with weak defenses. The Ōtsutsuki Clan is divided into several types. The noblest are Ōtsutsuki Clan born from the fruit of the Ōtsutsuki God Tree tree in the main city, followed by the Ōtsutsuki Clan born from the fruit of the God Tree's clones in the various branch cities, and finally, those born to the Ōtsutsuki Clan themselves.
As night fell, the village lights gradually went out, and most of the villagers were already asleep. No one noticed that three zombie-like figures were quietly appearing on the outskirts of the village.
"Master, the energy fluctuations here are very weak, making it a good time for us to make our move," Red Corpse said in a low voice, his gaze sweeping over the village, a glint of greed in his eyes.
Orochimaru nodded and said, "Very good, we'll take it one at a time. Remember, don't alert the people in other villages; we must proceed slowly."
He stealthily made his way to a small hut at the village entrance, while the Red Corpse and the Dark Corpse moved in two other directions. Orochimaru arrived at the hut, gently pushed open the door, and found the villagers sleeping soundly inside. Without hesitation, he raised his hand and waved, injecting a stream of black corpse energy into the villagers' bodies, paralyzing them.
The villager's body stiffened instantly, his eyes snapping open in terror. But before he could utter a sound, Orochimaru had already bitten his neck and begun sucking his blood. As blood drained away, the villager's body withered away, and the fear in his eyes turned crimson. He slowly rose to his feet and knelt on one knee before Orochimaru: "Master."
Orochimaru smiled with satisfaction and said, "Go, turn everyone else in this village into zombies."
Upon receiving the order, the zombies immediately rushed towards the other houses, and soon, screams echoed throughout the village. But these screams did not last long, because all the villagers had been transformed into zombies.
Over the next few days, Orochimaru, along with the Red Corpse, the Dark Corpse, and the ever-growing Zombie Corps, began a frenzied sweep of the small villages surrounding Genshō City. They were nocturnal, and upon arriving at a village, they would transform all the villagers into zombies before moving on to the next village with a new Zombie Corps.
As the Zombie Corps grew stronger, Orochimaru's audacity also increased. No longer content with attacking only small villages, he began to target larger towns. Although these towns had stronger defenses than the small villages, they were utterly vulnerable under the leadership of the two Peak Domain Level powerhouses, Red Corpse and Dark Corpse.
Soon, hundreds of villages and towns surrounding Genshō City were occupied by the Zombie Corps, which had reached hundreds of thousands in size. Orochimaru stood atop a city wall, looking down at the densely packed zombies below, a glint of excitement in his eyes. "It's time to attack Genshō City."
The guards of Genshō City quickly discovered the Zombie Corps's movements. They immediately closed the city gates and mobilized all available forces within the city for defense. Beams of energy shot towards the Zombie Corps, instantly reducing thousands of zombies to fragments.
Orochimaru, however, paid no attention to this. He waved to the Zombie Corps behind him and shouted, "Charge!"
Hundreds of thousands of zombies surged towards Genshō City like a tidal wave. They were fearless of death and pain; even if shattered into pieces, they could reassemble themselves under the nourishment of the corpse energy. The guards on the city walls watched the endless stream of zombies, their eyes filled with terror. They had never seen such a terrifying enemy.
The Red Corpse and Dark Corpse charged directly towards the city gate. Their strength far surpassed that of the guards on the city walls, and they shattered the thick defenses formed by the zombie legion with just a few punches. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Zombie Corps poured into the city and began a fierce battle with the city's guards.
The battle lasted for a full day and night. By the time dawn broke, Genshō City had been completely occupied by the Zombie Corps. The guards inside the city had either been turned into zombies or completely devoured; not a single one survived.
Orochimaru stood inside the city lord's mansion of Genshō City, looking down at the subjugated Zombie Corps, a glint of ambition flashing in his eyes. " Genshō City is just the beginning. Next, we will conquer the entire Ōtsutsuki Planet! Here, I, Orochimaru, will become its ruler."
Over the next few months, Orochimaru led his Zombie Corps to expand into the surrounding cities. Red Rock City and Dark Devouring City were captured one after another, and the defending troops inside were either turned into zombies or devoured. As more and more cities were occupied, the size of the Zombie Corps also grew, reaching tens of millions.
The high command of the Ōtsutsuki Clan's main city finally realized the seriousness of the situation. They immediately organized legions from surrounding cities to launch a large-scale cleanup operation against the Zombie Corps. These legions were the elite forces of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, powerful and well-equipped. They originally thought they could easily wipe out the Zombie Corps.
But once the battle began, they realized they were wrong, and very wrong.
The commander of the Ōtsutsuki Legion was named Ōtsutsuki Retsu, a Peak Domain Level powerhouse. Looking at the densely packed Zombie Corps before him, his eyes were filled with disdain. "A bunch of mutated, low-level monsters, daring to run wild on our Ōtsutsuki Clan's territory?"
He raised his hand and ordered the legion behind him, "Attack! Let these monsters know the might of the Ōtsutsuki Clan!"
At Ōtsutsuki Retsu's command, an army of millions of the Ōtsutsuki Clan charged toward the Zombie Corps. Their weapons gleamed with golden light, and their armor shone brightly, each attack easily killing dozens of zombies.
Although the Zombie Corps was numerous, it quickly suffered heavy casualties under the fierce attack of the Ōtsutsuki Legion. Large numbers of zombies were shattered into pieces, and body parts were scattered all over the ground, making it look like a one-sided massacre.
Ōtsutsuki Retsu watched this scene with a smug smile, "As expected, these monsters are utterly vulnerable."
But his smile didn't last long, because he discovered something terrifying—the zombies that had been shattered into pieces were slowly reassembling!
The scattered pieces of corpse, drawn and nourished by the corpse energy, began to gather together, quickly reforming into complete zombies. Moreover, these zombies became stronger after absorbing blood; their skin became tougher, and they moved faster.
"How is this possible?!" Ōtsutsuki Retsu's face turned deathly pale; he couldn't believe what he was seeing. "These monsters are unkillable?"
He immediately ordered a halt to the attack and began studying the zombies' weaknesses. But no matter what method they used, they couldn't completely kill them. Physical attacks could only shatter them into pieces, and energy attacks could temporarily eliminate them, but as long as the corpse energy remained, they could revive. Even forbidden methods like soul annihilation had little effect on these zombies; they seemed to have no souls.
"What kind of monsters are these?" an Ōtsutsuki Clan exclaimed in terror, his hands trembling uncontrollably. "They are immortal!"
What made the Ōtsutsuki Legion even more desperate was that these zombies were not only impossible to kill, but their numbers were also constantly increasing. In every battle, Ōtsutsuki Clan would be bitten or scratched by zombies, and then infected with the zombie virus and transformed into new zombies. The Zombie Corps, which originally numbered only ten million, had exceeded tens of millions in size after fighting the Ōtsutsuki Legion for several days.
Looking at the ever-growing Zombie Corps, Ōtsutsuki Retsu's eyes were filled with despair. "Retreat! Retreat now! Only defend, don't engage in melee!"
He knew that if things continued like this, their legion would eventually be completely devoured by the Zombie Corps. The Ōtsutsuki Legion began to retreat frantically, but the Zombie Corps pursued them relentlessly, clinging to them like maggots.
News of the battle quickly reached the core area of the Ōtsutsuki Clan, and the clan elders felt an unprecedented panic upon learning of the situation. They had never encountered such a terrifying enemy; these zombies were not only powerful but also possessed immortal bodies, making them virtually invincible.
"We must find a way to stop these zombies!" an elder exclaimed angrily. "Otherwise, our Ōtsutsuki Clan will be wiped out by these monsters sooner or later!"
But no one knew how to stop the zombies. They tried various methods, but all ended in failure. The Ōtsutsuki Clan's situation became increasingly dangerous, and the Yin Shadow of the zombie horde was rapidly spreading across the entire planet.
Behind all this, Orochimaru stood atop the highest point of an occupied city, watching the ever-expanding Zombie Corps, a triumphant smile on his face, " Ōtsutsuki Clan, your end has come. This planet will soon become my paradise, Orochimaru's paradise!"