Black-Haired Zombie
The Wang Household's Fifth Elder spoke in a bad tone, which was full of resentment.
He had completely lost his usual aloof Alchemist demeanor. The female cultivator fighting him was not only curvaceous, but also wielded a soft whip with great skill. Several times, the golden knife in the Wang Household's Fifth Elder was almost knocked from his hand.
The two juniors, who had just escaped with their lives, were also concerned about his safety. They picked up the Law Artifact that had been knocked down and rushed over to help him.
The three uncles and nephews used all their strength to fight the plump female cultivator, whose body was trembling violently from the battle, to a draw.
"Heh, don't think that just because the Upper Sect sent a special envoy to summon our Ge Household, it means your family has some weight in their eyes. Heh heh, you've ended up in this state because your Caishi Wang Household is useless, unable to even hold a formation, yet you still have the nerve to make a racket. So what if there were some losses? What's there to complain about?"
"You must know that as long as one Wang Household is brought back safely by my family, then our Ge Household will not have failed the entrustment of our ancestors." A tall, thin man casually retorted to the Wang Household's Fifth Elder.
Instead of rescuing the Wang Household's Fifth Elder was in grave danger, he patted the two Black-Haired Jiangshi that were feasting on the scarred monk, his eyes filled with affection.
It seemed as if what appeared before them were not foul-smelling, filthy creatures, but two raccoon dogs eating.
"The Feng Prefecture Ge Household." Yuan Jin had lived in a large Xuanwei City for many years, so he had certainly heard of this infamous Lineage.
There are many Foundation Establishment forces in the surrounding states, but if one were to choose the one whose reputation could truly stop a child from crying, the Feng Prefecture Ge Household would undoubtedly be the most deserving.
His family's first ancestor was an old widower who looked after graves. When he reached the age of fifty, he accidentally acquired Corpse Raising Technique. Unexpectedly, this practice was extremely successful, and he began to rise to prominence in Feng Prefecture.
At his peak, this first patriarch of the Ge Household possessed three False Core corpses, which allowed him to sweep through his peers in several nearby states, making even ordinary Golden Core cultivators wary of him. As a result, he was powerful for many years, and the entire Ge Household rose to prominence along with him.
Nearly two hundred years ago, the Ge Household was extremely prosperous, with nearly thirty True Cultivator Foundation Establishment among its main branch alone.
Unfortunately, he chose the wrong side and foolishly joined forces with the Mountain Barbarians army, causing chaos in the Shannan Circuit for many years. At his most rampant, he even forced back Golden Core cultivator with a formation of ten thousand zombies, earning him a great reputation for being ruthless.
However, the Mountain Barbarians army was eventually wiped out by the Immortal Dynasty. The Feng Prefecture Ge Household, as an accomplice, was punished by Shen Lingfeng, the governor of Shannan Circuit, for treason. Most of the cultivators in the Lineage were slaughtered, and those who were lucky enough to survive were scattered and exiled to various border regions of the Immortal Dynasty.
In the end, it was only through the intercession of the Two Instruments Sect that a branch of the Shu Sect was allowed to remain to guard their ancestral home, but even after more than a hundred years, they have not recovered their former strength.
The once powerful Feng Prefecture Ge Household now only has three or four old Foundation Establishment left to live in seclusion. They can no longer be considered a first-class power under the rule of the Two Instruments Sect in Feng Prefecture.
Otherwise, why would his family members travel thousands of miles to Pingrong County to scramble to clean up the mess left by the Two Instruments Sect?
Regardless of whether the Feng Prefecture Ge Household is now considered first-rate or second-rate among Foundation Establishment forces, Yuan Jin broke out in a cold sweat upon hearing the name, already considering retreating.
The person before them was clearly at the Late Qi Refinement Refining. As a descendant of Foundation Establishment clan, his Law Artifact Cultivation Method would certainly be excellent. Moreover, these two Black-Haired Jiangshi were of the First-Tier Superior-Grade. Thus, they could be roughly considered as three skilled individuals at the Late Qi Refinement of Qi Refining.
Yuan Jin secretly thought that he alone was definitely no match for them, and even with the help of his senior brother, the sect leader, it would still be difficult.
"That damned Xie Fu, how could he have kidnapped the Third!" Yuan Jin complained, but was only glad that Ye Pinglin and Ji Wuwu were too slow to escape and hadn't encountered this evil star.
If they had been there, they certainly wouldn't have been able to escape.
"This short man does resemble that bald bastard from the Tie Household somewhat; perhaps he's not related to him." The tall man recalled the terrifying appearance of the Heaven Overturning Seal, and his wounds throbbed with pain.
Compared to his other clan brothers, he was quite lucky. He only suffered a minor blow, but his natal spirit zombie was severely injured and is now lying in the coffin to recover.
This resulted in the tall cultivator's strength decreasing by at least 40%, leaving him with only these two Black-Haired Zombie that were still somewhat usable. If the short man was capable, he could choose one of the Wang Household and flee back to Feng Prefecture; otherwise...
"Let's test your strength first!" With a flick of his sword fingers, the two Black-Haired Jiangshi abandoned the fresh meat in front of them and strode over to Yuan Jin.
A fierce wind swept in, Yuan Jin smelled the stench of blood in the wind. His black staff, shrouded in a strong aura of Sha Qi, struck the Black-Haired Jiangshi in front of him from a tricky angle, hitting its mouthful of sharp teeth.
Rotten teeth fell to the ground. The Black-Haired Jiangshi opposite him was only stunned for a moment before it opened its huge mouth, which was covered with countless fresh bits of meat, and pounced on Yuan Jin again.
Yuan Jin knew something was wrong; this refined corpse was far more powerful than Zhao Gu's.
So the short man put away his black staff, affixed Divine Movement Talisman, and prepared to flee.
Yuan Jin's actions were ultimately a step too slow.
If his senior brother Kang Dabao were here alone, upon first hearing the four characters "Feng Prefecture Ge Household," he would surely turn and run without the slightest hesitation.
If Yuan Jin runs slowly, it will be much more difficult for him to walk. The tall cultivator will not allow him to walk leisurely. Just as Yuan Jin changed direction, ten black claw-like winds appeared in front of him, still about ten feet apart, and did not get close. The defensive Law Technique on Yuan Jin's magic robe were then activated.
A huge, colorless handprint appeared out of thin air in front of Yuan Jin, its fingers spreading out to completely envelop the oncoming claw wind. It looked as if it was about to crush the claw wind with a single squeeze and pull.
Unexpectedly, the next moment, a sharp claw wind cut through the handprint, intermittently escaping from the gap, and even from a foot away, it tore Yuan Jin's robe.
The latter used the White Ape Step Method to narrowly dodge most of the claw attack, and before he could relax even for a moment...
Yuan Jin felt a chill on his abdomen. A claw-like gust of wind had darted in through the tear in his robe, leaving a narrow, Yuan Jin -leaf-sized, finger-length wound on his abdomen. When he wiped it with his hand, the blood turned bluish-green, and when he smelled it, it had a slightly bitter taste.
"You bastard, poison your master!" Yuan Jin's eyes flashed with madness again.
Just then, the Black-Haired Zombie with rotten teeth pounced. Yuan Jin swung his Tiger Sha Staff with all his might, and the Black-Haired Zombie, unaware of the danger, raised its hand to block.
The Black-Haired Zombie's left arm, struck by the Tiger Sha Staff, cracked with a sharp sound, and its entire length below the wrist was sent flying by the Sha Qi, malevolent energy emanating from the Tiger Sha Staff.
This Black-Haired Zombie was just a stupid creature without any sense of pain. It didn't even look at its left hand that had fallen to the ground, and its two arms, one long and one short, still stuck straight out diagonally.
To an outsider, the zombies' appearance would seem comical. But for Yuan Jin, being among them, there was no room for carelessness.
This Black-Haired Zombie looked clumsy, but it was actually quite fast. If Yuan Jin hadn't recently made progress in his practice of the "White Ape Scripture" and his White Ape Steps hadn't reached a high level, he might have been pierced through by that comical half-severed hand.
At this moment, another Black-Haired Zombie also came over. Its intelligence seemed to be higher than that of its companion, who relied entirely on brute force to defend itself. The claw wind that had injured Yuan Jin earlier was launched by it.
Using the same trick again, ten sharp black lights enveloped Yuan Jin from all sides, threatening to cut him into pieces in an instant.
Yuan Jin fired dozens of defensive talismans, but they were mostly sliced through by the claw wind as easily as cutting tofu. The Black-Haired Zombie with the severed hand then crashed into the claw, shattering the remaining half.
Caught off guard, Yuan Jin was sent flying quite a distance, nearly landing inside the voluptuous female cultivator's long skirt...
"You son of a bitch, you beast!" Yuan Jin groaned in pain, spitting out a mouthful of blood mixed with broken teeth.
He stood up with great effort, his eyes blazing with even more fury. The spiritual power he had accumulated over many years of cultivating the White Ape Scripture seemed to boil rapidly, so intense that even the tall cultivator who was controlling the two Black-Haired Zombie from afar was slightly taken aback.
"Winning is possible, but it's also quite difficult." The tall cultivator glanced at the Wang Household uncle and nephew, who were still locked in fierce combat with the female cultivator, a strange light gleaming in his eyes.
"Hey, he's still alive." At that moment, the tall monk saw a man wielding a steel whip rapidly approaching him.