Zombie Empire

As time passed, Lin Yu's expression grew grave.

He could feel that the formation was almost at its limit. Although the bronze-armored zombie's Corpse Qi had weakened considerably, he could still sense its powerful presence.

"Still too weak."

Feeling the spiritual power in his body run dry, Lin Yu couldn't help but sigh.

Although he could use a formation to fight a mutated bronze-armored zombie while still in the Daoist Realm, Lin Yu still felt that he was too weak.

It had taken so many cheats to reach this level, and it fell completely short of his expectations.

He had originally thought he could use the formation to directly grind the zombie to death, but so far, he had only severely weakened it.

Four Eyes and the others stamped their feet anxiously to the side, but there was nothing they could do. They couldn't help at all.

Lin Yu took a deep breath and finally decided to gamble everything.

He rapidly circulated the spiritual power in his body and poured every last trace of it into the formation.

The formation began operating under a heavy load. The more spiritual power he fed into it, the greater its power became, until the enormous Bagua pattern in the middle exploded beneath the zombie's feet.

For a moment, the blinding light illuminated the night.

"Xiao Yu!"

Four Eyes and the others squinted, straining to see what was happening inside. Four Eyes had promised Uncle Nine that he would bring Lin Yu back safely.

Dong, Nan, Xi, and Bei watched Lin Yu display his overwhelming might in the middle of the formation, too shocked to speak.

When they had first heard their martial uncle Four Eyes describe how talented Lin Yu was, they had felt a little ashamed that, despite their age, they couldn't compare to a child.

But later, when they didn't see Lin Yu while dealing with the zombies, they had scoffed at the claim.

Now that the four of them had witnessed Lin Yu's divine might, nothing remained in their hearts but deep shame. They had judged him with petty minds.

The light faded, revealing the scene within to everyone.

Lin Yu knelt weakly on the ground. He truly didn't have a single drop left.

The zombie in the formation had also been seriously injured by the explosion and now lay weakly on the ground, convulsing.

"Xiao Yu, are you all right?"

Four Eyes helped Lin Yu up worriedly and checked him for injuries.

"Quick, finish it off."

Lin Yu weakly pointed at the imperial zombie as it recovered from its injuries on the ground, urging the two men to finish it off.

Otherwise, it might escape.

After saying that, Lin Yu also collapsed from exhaustion and passed out.

"Dong, Nan, Xi, Bei, take good care of your junior brother."

Chin Hok handed Lin Yu over to the four of them, then went forward with Four Eyes.

The two stared at the zombie on the ground. Since Lin Yu had dispersed its Corpse Qi, even Wen Cai could now slay it with a peachwood sword.

"This zombie is really creepy."

Four Eyes spat as he looked at the expression in the imperial zombie's eyes.

"Let's hurry and get rid of this scourge."

Chin Hok took out a Bagua mirror and formed a hand seal.

"Mm."

Four Eyes also took out a Fire Talisman he had fleeced from Lin Yu, and together with Chin Hok, cast a spell at the imperial zombie.

"Haah!" As two streams of flame shot toward the imperial zombie, it instantly let out one final shriek. Wisps of black Qi rose from its body as the spiritual flames burned it.

Even so, before it died, the zombie kept its eyes fixed on Four Eyes and the others.

That chilling stare made their hair stand on end.

Four Eyes and Chin Hok frowned deeply at the sight. A bronze-armored zombie shouldn't have had that kind of intelligence.

"There's something strange about this zombie."

Four Eyes looked at Chin Hok and spoke his mind.

"Mm, his soul is still inside his body."

Chin Hok had sensed a fluctuation of the soul from the moment the burning began.

Combined with that lively gaze, one might have thought he was a living person, if not for his appearance.

"I once heard that these Manchus were creating some kind of zombie empire to achieve immortality. It seems it wasn't a rumor."

Because this job involved the imperial family of the Qing dynasty, Chin Hok had done some investigating. What he had heard most often was that these Manchus were actually planning some kind of zombie empire to secure their rule and achieve immortality.

"Sigh, what great waves do a bunch of remnants think they can stir up?"

If they were going to create a zombie empire, blood would surely be indispensable. Where was there the most blood? It could only come from the common people.

The thought that, if this were true, hundreds of thousands or even millions of common people would die because of it gave Four Eyes a headache.

"Oh my~ why did you burn the prince?!"

The two men, still troubled, were suddenly interrupted by an effeminate voice.

Four Eyes had never been friendly toward these Manchus to begin with, and now that he suspected their plan, he felt even more disgusted. He completely ignored Minister Wu.

"Minister Wu, the thing is, the prince had already turned into a zombie and come out of his coffin. If we didn't burn it, it would have hurt the young prince."

But Chin Hok had no choice. He had taken their money for this job, so he could only step forward and explain.

"Minister Wu, since he's already been burned, let it go. Imperial Uncle wouldn't have wanted to see himself become like that either."

The young prince stepped forward and stopped Minister Wu, who still wanted to argue. He looked at his imperial uncle in the flames, his thoughts unknown.

One could only say that a member of the imperial family truly was raised to be cold and ruthless from childhood.

"Minister Wu, since the prince's remains have been burned, there is nothing more for me to do. Let us part ways here."

Seeing that the zombie was no longer a threat, Chin Hok took his leave of these remnants of the Qing dynasty. He didn't want to deal with them for another minute.

"Hey~ don't go! You promised to escort us back to the capital!"

Minister Wu tried to persuade Daoist Chin Hok to stay.

But after guessing at their plot, Chin Hok was in a hurry to return to his sect and discuss with his fellow disciples whether it was true. He had no time to waste arguing with these high-and-mighty people.

If this zombie empire ever became a reality, the crisis of ancient times would occur again.

"Senior brother, let's go."

Chin Hok paid him no attention. Maoshan wasn't afraid of a worldly emperor, much less an imperial dynasty that had touched a sore spot for the entire cultivation world.

Four Eyes, carrying the unconscious, exhausted Lin Yu, returned to his residence with Chin Hok and the others.

"Pah! What sort of people are they?"

Minister Wu looked disdainfully at Chin Hok and his companions, as if saying they had no discernment at all. If they had curr - favor with the imperial dynasty, they could have enjoyed endless glory and riches.

Unlike these rustic brutes, who would spend their whole lives in the mountains.

"Young prince, these people have no regard for anyone. I request permission to bring men and teach them a lesson."

Minister Wu looked at the young prince with a fawning expression.

"No need. Gather Imperial Uncle's remains, and let's return as soon as possible."

The young prince waved a hand and cast a meaningful glance at the departing backs of Four Eyes and the others.

"Master, where did you go? Why are you all in such a sorry state?"

When Four Eyes returned to his residence, Jia Le, who had been waiting for a long time, hurried out to greet him. Seeing the mud all over them, he couldn't help asking curiously.

"You have to meddle in where I go too? Do I have to report to you when I go take a shit?"

Four Eyes glared at the oblivious Jia Le. He had been carrying Lin Yu for so long, yet Jia Le hadn't even come to take him.