Strongest War Emperor

Yin Zhen had made a sudden, lethal move against Shen Lang, but the attack backfired, and Shen Lang shattered his palm with a single blow.

This terrifying display of power from Shen Lang instantly intimidated every member of the Yin Family.

However, this was not the most terrifying part.

For just as the members of the Yin Family surrounded Shen Lang, intending to take him on together, a bizarre change occurred...

Yin Zhen, whose palm had been shattered by Shen Lang, actually began to laugh wildly!

His right palm had been completely shattered by Shen Lang. An injury like that should have caused excruciating pain, yet not only did he fail to show even a flicker of it, he actually began to laugh madly. Then, he spoke words that made the expressions of the Yin Family members change drastically...

"It’s been a long time since I’ve had the pleasure of so much fresh flesh and blood..."

On the second level of the Hidden Moon Tomb, amidst the dim, shadowy ruins, the impact of such words was utterly immense.

At the same time, as this Yin Zhen laughed wildly, a cold, Yin aura erupted from his body, surging out and sweeping across the entire area!

The members of the Yin Family all knew that he had never practiced any Yin-attribute Cultivation Techniques!

And it was even more impossible for his aura to be this powerful!

At this point, even Yin Shan, who had trusted him the most, subconsciously took a step back, putting some distance between them.

"Finally showing your true colors, are you?"

Shen Lang said with a faint smile, but his gaze went past Yin Zhen, looking toward the edge of the ruins.

At the very edge of the ruins, figures were rising to their feet, one by one, as if with great difficulty...

Over ten inhumanly tall zombies with ferocious faces suddenly appeared around the ruins, completely surrounding the group from the Yin Family!

Each of these zombies was nearly twice the height of a man, like giants, with green pupils and pale faces—an utterly terrifying sight.

At their appearance, a group of women among the Yin Family members immediately began to scream in terror.

Even Yin Lianxing was so frightened that she immediately hid behind Shen Lang, lowering her head, unable to bear looking at the zombies.

At the same time, gusts of ghostly wind blew as countless ghosts appeared, drifting about and emitting an unbearable Soul-Catching Ghost Sound, trapping all the Yin Family members within the ruins.

"The Hidden Moon Tomb... How can there be so many zombies? This is impossible! The experts from the Imperial Dragon Sect have investigated this place countless times, and various factions have held who-knows-how-many trials here. Nothing like this has ever happened!"

Yin Shan trembled all over, her voice shaken as she spoke.

The Yin Family members abandoned their focus on Shen Lang and gathered together back-to-back, preparing for a grim battle.

Only Yin Lianxing remained by Shen Lang’s side, as if ready to face whatever came with him.

"Are you scared? You should be. This place... will be your end," Yin Zhen said with a sinister smile.

At this moment, Yin Zhen’s entire body was shrouded in a black mist. His face was pale and bloodless, and his eyes were blood-red, gleaming with a vicious light.

Yin Shan swallowed hard and cried out, "Yin Zhen, why?! Why are you in league with these zombies and ghosts?!"

Shen Lang, who had been silent until now, suddenly spoke up. "Can’t you open your eyes and take a good look? Yin Zhen is already dead. What’s standing before you is merely a corpse possessed and controlled by an Evil Spirit."

The hearts of the Yin Family members sank, and their faces grew grim.

Yin Zhen’s condition was clearly abnormal, but until the very end, they had been clinging to a sliver of hope, not daring to imagine such a possibility.

Now that Shen Lang had spelled it out, the group’s expressions became even uglier.

Yin Zhen glanced at Shen Lang and sneered. "You’re strong. Very strong. But you will die here, without a doubt."

"There is something about you that I fear. I was originally going to just drive you off, but unfortunately, you insisted on seeking your own death... Hehehehe. The stronger the human, the more I like them. They are merely appetizers; you are the main course! Jie-jie-jie..."

"No problem, as long as you can stomach it." Shen Lang gave the towering zombies around them a casual glance and began to walk slowly toward the possessed Yin Zhen.

Yin Lianxing was terrified and stuck close to Shen Lang, not leaving his side for a moment.

"Death is at your door, and you still dare to be so arrogant!"

Yin Zhen spoke sinisterly and opened his mouth, letting out a sharp shriek.

Following his shriek, the two closest towering zombies leaped into the air, descending upon Shen Lang like a pair of mountains!

At the same time, the possessed Yin Zhen shot out like a phantom, appearing before Yin Shan in an instant!

"Yin Shan, look out!"

The members of the Yin Family cried out. Their two strongest Martial Artists, both at the Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Heaven, flashed forward, attempting a rescue.

However, the speed Yin Zhen now displayed was far, far too fast. It was beyond anything a Spirit Martial Realm Martial Artist could achieve.

The difference in their speed compared to Yin Zhen’s was immeasurable!

By the time they made their move, it was already too late.

The two had barely raised their longswords when Yin Zhen’s hand was already before Yin Shan!

"Die!"

Although terrified, Yin Shan was a formidable character herself. Facing mortal danger, she tried to save herself, her longsword flashing with Spirit Light as she thrust it forward like a bolt of lightning!

"Such a faint glimmer, and you dare to show it off?"

A mocking smile appeared in Yin Zhen’s eyes. His left hand shot out like a snake, easily grabbing Yin Shan’s right hand as she thrusted her sword. With a sudden squeeze, he forced the longsword from her grasp, and it clattered to the ground.

Then, with a vicious glint in his eyes, he gripped Yin Shan’s arm and abruptly snapped it!

CRACK! Yin Shan let out a piercing scream as her right arm fell limp, bent at an unnatural angle.

In that single motion, the possessed Yin Zhen had snapped her right arm!

A black shadow flashed, and a swirl of dark mist enveloped Yin Shan, instantly pulling her away.

This caused the sword strikes of the two Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Heaven Martial Artists from the Yin Family to hit nothing but air.

Meanwhile, with Yin Lianxing at his side, the two zombies from the air were already upon him, and Shen Lang had been momentarily delayed.

"You’re courting death!"

Shen Lang suddenly spun, his right leg lashing out like a whip!

The crowd only saw a blur of a leg. The two massive zombies let out a wretched howl, their bodies bending completely, as if a wooden staff had been snapped in two...

BANG! They were sent flying, crashing to the ground, motionless!

Yin Zhen, who had just snatched Yin Shan away, and the rest of the Yin Family were all momentarily stunned...

Zombies, born from the convergence of the world’s resentful and foul energies, were very different from the Demon Corpses Shen Lang had killed outside Celestial Phoenix City.

But in many ways, they were also extremely similar.

Their terror lay in the fact that their bodies were covered in a deadly poison that could make one’s face drain of color, and they were impervious to weapons, seemingly indestructible.

The zombies surrounding them now were not only far larger than humans, but they all had green pupils. Putting aside how powerful zombies of this level were, the durability of their bodies was likely equivalent to a cultivator at the Xuanwu Realm Fourth Heaven or higher.

Such powerful zombies were sent flying by a casual kick from this masked man, and their supposedly indestructible bodies were even kicked in two?

This was simply unbelievable!

At this moment, everyone finally recalled how Yin Zhen had sneak-attacked him earlier, only to have his hand casually shattered.

From the looks of it, the strength of this person’s Cultivation was impossible to predict!

So he hadn’t used some Magical Treasure he was wearing to shatter Yin Zhen’s hand after all!

The Yin Family members let out a cheer and, in a flash, all ran to hide behind Shen Lang.

"Sir Lan Sen, there was a small misunderstanding earlier. We hope you won’t hold it against us... We will definitely apologize and compensate you later!"

The two Spirit Martial Realm Fifth Heaven Martial Artists from the Yin Family shamelessly bowed to Shen Lang.

The rest of them also nodded along, thick-skinned.

Shen Lang sneered and turned his head. "Wanting to slaughter me... that’s a ’small misunderstanding’? That’s a new one for me."

The group from the Yin Family flushed red with shame, not daring to reply.

But in this moment of crisis, surrounded by a horde of Fourth Level Zombies and countless ghosts, there was no way they could escape with their own strength.

Only an idiot wouldn’t shamelessly latch onto this powerful protector!

The Yin Family members immediately turned their gazes to Yin Lianxing, hoping she would put in a good word for them with Shen Lang and convince him not to abandon them...

Who would have thought that Yin Lianxing would just pout, roll her eyes, and pretend she didn’t see them.

This instantly infuriated the entire group.

But they knew they absolutely could not afford to offend Yin Lianxing right now, so they could only force smiles while fuming inwardly.

"Oh, you’re really treating him as your last hope, are you?" the possessed Yin Zhen suddenly said with a wicked laugh. "But it’s a pity. Everyone who enters the Hidden Moon Tomb must die. No one can escape... Jie-jie-jie!"

The eyes of the Yin Family members were practically splitting with rage, and they all gnashed their teeth.

Cold sweat poured down Yin Shan’s face as she, now in Yin Zhen’s clutches, endured the excruciating pain from her broken arm.

She opened her eyes, and tears streamed down her face uncontrollably, her eyes filled with despair.

’In the hands of an Evil Spirit like this, even a quick death is a luxury.’

"Mister, you... please save Sister Yin Shan..." Tears welled up in Yin Lianxing’s eyes as she gently tugged on the corner of Shen Lang’s clothes.

But Shen Lang showed no reaction, his gaze fixed on a pitch-black area outside the ruins.