A pitch-black coffin was gradually lifted open.

From inside the coffin, dead corpses crawled out one by one.

Their eyes were empty, their skin corrupted and ulcerated. There were dozens of them, densely packed, standing gloomily on the mine.

Refined corpses!

Mo Qing’s gaze turned cold as he looked at Zhang Quan, saying coldly, “You’ve entered the demonic path?”

Refining corpses is a true, genuine demonic path technique, one not permitted in the cultivation world and contradictory to the laws of the Dao.

Cultivators who refine corpses are exterminated by the Dao Court.

Sects or families that refine corpses are also subjected to having their homes confiscated and their doors exterminated by the Dao Court.

Considering these walking corpses, most of them were likely miners from this mine.

They were poor their entire lives, died in vain, and after death, their corpses were refined into zombies to commit evil deeds.

Mo Qing added another mark against Zhang Quan in his heart.

Once the matters here were resolved, he would definitely find a way to ensure Zhang Quan met a terrible end.

Zhang Quan laughed coldly, “So what? I’m just one person, as long as I can attain the Dao, what harm is there in entering the demonic path?”

Mo Qing scoffed, “You’ve already entered the demonic path and still want to attain the Dao? You’re dreaming a big spring and autumn dream.”

“What can a little kid like you understand?”

“You’re being chased around by a little kid like a rat, what can you understand?”

Zhang Quan felt a surge of blood in his throat but forcefully held it back.

He said angrily, “Good, good, you have a sharp tongue, I can’t outtalk you. Wait until I kill you, tear your mouth, and feed you to these walking corpses. Let’s see if you can still be so tough?”

Mo Qing snorted and said,

“Forget it, you’re already a dead corpse yourself and can’t even catch me. What hope do you have for these stupid walking corpses?”

After speaking, Mo Qing quietly asked Bai Zixi again, “Senior sister, what are walking corpses?”

Bai Zixi said, “They are low-level zombies.”

“Oh, oh.”

Mo Qing felt greatly reassured, nodded repeatedly, then raised his head again, adopting an expression as if no one else was there:

“They’re just low-level zombies. You’re a Foundation Establishment realm cultivator with only this little ability. You should have rolled back into the womb to drink amniotic fluid earlier, don’t come out and embarrass yourself…”

Mo Qing cursed in a loud voice.

Mo Qing had the lineage of a demon hunting master; his teacher was Elder Yu. When it came to cursing, even if he couldn’t come up with anything himself, he could recite what Elder Yu said.

However, since Junior Brother and Junior Sister were here, he didn’t have the decency to unleash those more unpleasant words.

He was afraid it would affect his image.

So, he just found some relatively “friendly” rhetoric to test the waters against Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan, however, couldn’t bear it.

Generally, no matter how small kids cursed, he wouldn’t pay attention.

Because he could kill them with a backhand.

But Mo Qing, he couldn’t kill.

No matter how Mo Qing cursed, he could only endure it and couldn’t do anything to him.

Moreover, all his abilities were defended airtightly, and now he indeed only had these walking corpses left.

Zhang Quan stared intently at Mo Qing.

If looks could kill, Mo Qing would have been killed by him ten times over.

Mo Qing was leisurely and unafraid. Instead, he put his hands on his hips and looked at Zhang Quan, saying,

“What are you staring at with those little eyes? Do you think I’ll be afraid just because you glare with those little eyes?”

Zhang Quan was so angry his scalp tingled.

His right hand trembled as he shook the copper bell with the blood rope strange pattern, his voice hoarse as he roared,

“I’ll kill you!”

Dozens of walking corpses, guided by the sound of the bell, bared their fangs, their fingers like sharp claws. They moved like mad, emitting rough breathing sounds, and pounced towards Mo Qing and the others.

Bai Zixi flicked her plain hand, and several streaks of sword light flew out, severing the legs of several walking corpses.

But more walking corpses still pounced to kill.

The several walking corpses with broken legs, even when they fell to the ground, still disregarded everything and crawled towards Mo Qing.

Mo Qing’s fingers condensed the Fireball technique.

One after another, Fireball techniques flew out, burning the arms of several walking corpses into charcoal and turning them into flying ash.

But as long as remnant limbs still existed, the walking corpses would still struggle and crawl towards Mo Qing.

Mo Qing furrowed his brows.

First-grade walking corpses only had the strength of the Qi Refining period, not worth fearing, but their numbers were large, and they were fierce and unafraid of death—because they were already dead.

As long as their limbs still existed, they would greedily eat flesh and obey orders to kill.

It was indeed a bit troublesome.

Soon, the zombies neared Mo Qing’s body.

Zhang Quan’s eyes revealed excitement.

He wanted to watch the walking corpses tear and eat Mo Qing’s body.

But Mo Qing took several composed steps, dodging away from the sharp claws of the walking corpses, retreating gracefully.

Another several walking corpses appeared behind Mo Qing, stretching their heads to bite.

But Mo Qing managed to dodge them all by a hair’s breadth.

Zhang Quan furrowed his brows.

He still had movement techniques…

This little ghost was really damn hard to kill!

Zhang Quan laughed sinisterly, “Good, you dodge. I’ll see how long you can dodge relying on your movement techniques.”

The spiritual power of the Qi Refining period would sooner or later be exhausted. As long as he made a mistake or his spiritual power was depleted, he would become the blood food of these walking corpses.

Zhang Quan smiled sinisterly. Suddenly, from the corner of his eye, another streak of golden light appeared.

He was startled and hastily shook the copper bell.

Several walking corpses blocked in front of him and were then pierced through by Bai Zisheng’s spear.

Zhang Quan retreated in haste.

Bai Zisheng picked several zombies into the air and then took a big step, stabbing out with his spear again.

Zhang Quan was forced to retreat again and at the same time called the walking corpses to block the spear.

Bai Zisheng picked them away again and attacked with the spear again!

After several such exchanges, Zhang Quan was forced into continuous retreat with no leisure to shake the bell, and the actions of the walking corpses also slowed down.

Some even stood in front of Mo Qing without moving.

The walking corpses didn’t move, and Mo Qing didn’t move either, still curiously sizing up the zombies in front of him.

He wanted to understand exactly how these zombies were controlled.

And Zhang Quan was forced step by step by Bai Zisheng. In helplessness, he mobilized his whole body’s spiritual power, displayed the earth escape technique, and escaped under a broken shed in the mine.

The shed was empty of everything.

Zhang Quan stomped his foot, the mountain stones shifted, and dust gradually rose.

And then an iron coffin appeared in front of him.

Mo Qing felt something was wrong and shouted,

“Senior brother!”

Mo Qing didn’t need to remind him. Bai Zisheng urged his spiritual power and stabbed his spear towards Zhang Quan.

Just at this moment, the iron coffin lifted up, and a stiff hand suddenly reached out and grabbed the tip of Bai Zisheng’s spear.

Bai Zisheng’s eyebrows lifted. His spiritual power burst forth, the golden light greatly flourished, twisting to kill this hand.

The iron-blue palm was shaken by the golden spiritual power, cracking and loosening its grip slightly.

Bai Zisheng’s long spear also struggled free.

After the long spear struggled free, Bai Zisheng did not make another move but his gaze slightly condensed as he stared at the iron coffin.

A moment later, a zombie crawled out from inside the iron coffin.

This zombie was different from the other walking corpses.

Its skin was not yet ulcerated but presented an iron-blue color, appearing hard like iron.

Its fangs were even longer, its fingers sharper, and its whole body’s aura was more overbearing.

Mo Qing hastily asked Bai Zixi in a low voice, “Little senior sister, what is this again?”

If you don’t understand, just ask.

Moreover, it was asking his own little senior sister, so it wasn’t embarrassing.

Mo Qing’s cultivation knowledge was mainly concentrated in arrays; his other understandings were originally far inferior to Bai Zixi’s.

Not even as good as Bai Zisheng’s.

Bai Zixi said, “It’s an iron corpse, a level higher than walking corpses.”

Mo Qing hastily nodded, then raised his head again and said disdainfully to Zhang Quan,

“It’s just an iron corpse. Do you have the ability to make a copper corpse or a gold corpse come out?”

After speaking, Mo Qing suddenly remembered something and secretly asked Bai Zixi again,

“Little senior sister, are there copper corpses and gold corpses…”

Copper corpse and gold corpse were just nonsense he said himself.

He didn’t even know if they existed.

Mo Qing was afraid his knowledge was not refined and he would be exposed and looked down upon by Zhang Quan.

Bai Zixi nodded, “There are.”

Mo Qing then felt relieved.

Zhang Quan heard this, but his heart was greatly shocked.

This little ghost knew so much, he must be from a big family, a big sect.

Look at his tone, copper corpses and gold corpses are just ordinary?

One must know that to refine this half-step iron corpse comparable to a Foundation Establishment cultivator, he had already put in extremely great effort.

Up to now, everyone who had seen this iron corpse had turned pale with terror.

And not many cultivators who had seen this iron corpse were still alive.

Zhang Quan had not expected this little ghost to not only not be afraid but also to look down on him.

Zhang Quan was flustered.

And Bai Zisheng, seeing the thrill of the hunt, had already started fighting with the iron corpse.

This iron corpse hadn’t been completely refined, so it was only considered a half-step iron corpse.

Its strength was a bit weaker than average early-stage Foundation Establishment cultivators, but its skin and flesh were hard as iron. When truly fighting, it was still slightly stronger than average Foundation Establishment cultivators.

At least it was stronger than Zhang Quan without taking drugs.

Bai Zisheng was slightly at a disadvantage, but he became braver the more he fought.

Before, Xue Yi had been following him and strictly ordered him not to make a move, so Bai Zisheng had a body full of ability with nowhere to display it, only able to spar with Mo Qing.

Now that he was traveling, after several fights, Bai Zisheng’s Dao techniques were becoming more and more pure, and his experience in fighting with people was also gradually increasing.

But as he fought, Bai Zisheng still gradually felt a bit strenuous.

Because not only the iron corpse but also the other walking corpses would desperately pounce on him.

These walking corpses, even if pierced through by the long spear, or had their hands and feet cut off, still disregarded everything and entangled Bai Zisheng.

Bai Zisheng couldn’t help but mutter, “So annoying.”

Just at this moment, Bai Zisheng dodged a strike from the iron corpse, then stabbed through the chest of a walking corpse with his spear again. Suddenly, his eyes lit up, and he shouted,

“Mo Qing, the walking corpses have array patterns on their bodies!”

Mo Qing was slightly startled, then his hand formed a virtual grasp, displaying the Water Prison technique to fix one walking corpse.

Bai Zixi’s sword qi swept, twisting and shattering the clothes on the walking corpse’s chest.

The walking corpse’s chest was corrupted and ulcerated, with dead spots, but there were no traces of array patterns.

Mo Qing then said, “Senior sister, cut the skin!”

Bai Zixi nodded, drew her slender hand, swung her sword qi, and broke open the surface skin of the walking corpse.

Under the skin, the dead flesh was stiff, with hidden blood patterns within, and the ripples of a hidden array breath spread out.

Mo Qing paused for a moment, then his expression turned to shock, followed by great joy. His two eyes emitted light as he said to Bai Zisheng,

“Senior brother, help me catch the zombies!”

The bodies of these zombies were engraved with blood-colored arrays, which were unexpectedly absolute arrays!

Moreover, they were at least absolute arrays above grade eleven patterns!

Catch the zombies?

When Zhang Quan heard this, he was startled at first, then he thought of something, and his face changed drastically.

This little ghost was unexpectedly an array master?!

He saw through it?!

(End of this chapter)