Strongest War Emperor

The Zombie froze and looked down...

WHOOSH! The Talisman exploded, and roaring flames instantly engulfed it!

The Zombie had just let out a roar, shrieking miserably as it flailed its arms wildly.

Just then, the shadow of a spear flashed. The Long Spear in Yin Kuang’s hand shot out like a swimming dragon, instantly piercing through the Zombie’s abdomen.

The Flaming Dragon Slaying Spear refined by Shen Lang was impossibly sharp and utterly unstoppable!

"Just... die!"

Yin Kuang bellowed, grabbing the Long Spear and hoisting the Zombie up before smashing it brutally into the ground!

Amidst flying rock debris, the flames flared up once more, and the Fourth Level Zombie was reduced to ash.

At the very back, Shui Buyu held his own front. He unleashed the Shui Family’s Strongest Technique, "Water Dragon’s Roar," and small dragons roared as they roamed the sky. Although he hadn’t killed many Ghosts, he managed to keep a whole crowd of them at bay, none daring to approach.

"Yin Kuang! Were you trying to skewer me with that spear just now, you bastard? You scared the hell out of me!"

With the two Zombies finished off, Deng Jianchen finally had a chance to curse out the words he’d been holding back for a while.

Yin Kuang wiped away his sweat and said with a placating laugh, "How could I? My Spear Skill is too good to hurt you... If I really did stab you to death, I’d definitely apologize!"

"That’s more like it!" Deng Jianchen’s expression softened slightly as he swung his sword and cut down another wailing Ghost.

But as he watched the Ghost dissipate into smoke, he couldn’t shake the feeling that something about what Yin Kuang had just said was a little off.

He just couldn’t put his finger on what it was.

"Jianchen, you’re so amazing! It’s all thanks to you being the vanguard that we killed those two Demon Corpses so easily!" Zeng Zuimo purred, rubbing up against Deng Jianchen’s side a couple of times.

The contact sent Deng Jianchen into a state of bliss, making him nearly forget their current predicament.

"Don’t be afraid, Little Mo Mo. With me here, I’ll never let these Zombies hurt you! I, Deng Jianchen, have not earned my reputation for nothing!"

The heroic feeling of saving the damsel in distress sent Deng Jianchen floating on air. He stood there, chest puffed out, head held high, looking around with proud self-satisfaction.

Zeng Zuimo’s face turned red. "Pah, shameless! Calling me something so mushy in front of all these people..."

"Say it a couple more times, let me hear it!"

Deng Jianchen: "..."

Behind them, Yin Kuang and Su Jin covered their faces and fled.

Shui Buyu and the others rolled their eyes furiously.

’What a bizarre couple. A heaven-sent match of perfectly compatible weirdos that would shock the world and move the gods...’

’When is this the time for that? How can they not forget to flirt in a situation like this?!’

"If you two keep being so mushy, we’re all going to die of cringe before the Zombies get us! Don’t you know that couples who show off their love die young?"

However, Yin Kuang, Su Jin, and the others soon realized they had misjudged Deng Jianchen and Zeng Zuimo.

Because behind them was an even weirder pair!

In the middle of the crowd.

Lang Buqun was sitting leisurely on the ground, continuously pulling things out of his Sumeru Ring.

That guy always had the most bizarre assortment of items on him.

Back in Celestial Phoenix City, when Jianchen was injured by the Imperial Dragon Sect disciple Yun Qing at the entrance of the Hidden Fragrance Pavilion, Lang Buqun had used poison smoke to trick Yun Qing.

Now, the things he was pulling out were piling up, almost forming a small hill...

Meanwhile, Cai Ying was beside him, still nagging relentlessly, "Lang Buqun, you’d better explain yourself. When you saw the Zombies earlier, why were Miss Su Jin and Miss Lin Yue the first people you thought of, and not the leaders, Yin Kuang and Young Master Shui Buyu?!"

"The names you subconsciously cry out in a panic must be the ones hidden in the deepest part of your heart, right?!"

Su Jin and Lin Yue rolled their eyes repeatedly.

Yin Kuang and Shui Buyu sighed at the heavens.

’A woman on a rampage truly is the most terrifying thing...’

Lang Buqun wailed, "Please, can you at least pay attention to the situation? We’re surrounded by all these Zombies and Ghosts, it’s a question of whether we can even get out of here alive, and you’re still pestering me about this? You’ve asked me no less than a hundred times on this trip..."

Cai Ying snorted coldly. "But you haven’t answered me even once! I’m asking you because I’m afraid I’ll die without figuring this out and won’t be able to rest in peace. Spit it out!"

Because of her connection to Lang Buqun, and also because of Shui Qingwu, no one looked down on Cai Ying even though she used to be a handmaiden of the Shui Family.

That was why Cai Ying had always spoken so forcefully.

But even if she had time to ask, Lang Buqun no longer had time to answer.

The two slain Zombies were immediately replaced by others, which pounced on the group!

The group didn’t have a single moment’s rest!

Similar scenes were constantly playing out all around them...

’Is there really no end to them...?’

Although Deng Jianchen, Shui Buyu, and the others were exhausted, they still fought bravely onward.

Seeing everyone around her fighting for their lives, Cai Ying seemed to realize she might have gone a bit too far.

She stood guard beside Lang Buqun with a Longsword in hand, glancing occasionally at the battle outside and then back at him.

On the ground in front of Lang Buqun, all sorts of things had appeared: sticky rice, Black Donkey Hooves, Black Dog Blood...

"You... why do you carry all this stuff with you?" Cai Ying asked with a frown.

Lang Buqun stood up, holding these items, and said with a serious expression, "Well... as a wanderer, you have to carry a little bit of everything when roaming the martial world! Look at this Black Dog Blood, it’s an essential item for home, travel, and tomb raiding! Want some?"

"Get lost! This is a whole mountain of stuff. You call this ’a little bit’?"

Lang Buqun handed the items to Yin Kuang and the others. "The blood of a pure black dog is extremely yang in nature, specifically for countering the extreme yin nature of Zombies. It won’t work on a Fifth Level Hair Zombie, but against a Fourth Level Zombie, it might be even more effective than your Flaming Dragon Slaying Spear."

"And these Black Donkey Hooves... Don’t think we don’t need these things just because we practice Martial Arts. The wisdom of our ancestors is beyond our imagination. Take them, don’t be polite... Before entering the Hidden Moon Tomb, I spent a fortune to get a huge batch of these. I was even ridiculed for it back then. See? Aren’t they coming in handy now?"

Yin Kuang and the others stared dumbfounded at the items in their hands, looking at Lang Buqun as if he were a monster.

Everyone knew these items were useful against Zombies.

The key point was that Zombies had never appeared in the Hidden Moon Tomb before!

Otherwise, how could they have ended up in such a state?

If they really knew there were Zombies, how could the major powers possibly let their disciples with such low Cultivation enter a place like this?

Everyone also knew that Lang Buqun liked to mess with strange and bizarre things and was full of tricks.

But to prepare so many things for a place that had never been heard of to have Zombies... The items were piled up into a small mountain, which was truly unbelievable.

"Hey, Lang Buqun, Yin Kuang, give us some of that stuff! We can’t hold on much longer!"

Just as Yin Kuang’s group was staring blankly, someone from another team about ten meters away shouted.

Someone sharp-eyed had noticed their situation.

Once that person shouted, everyone around them took notice.

"Should we give them some? This stuff can save lives right now! And we have so much..." Yin Kuang asked in a low voice.

Lang Buqun grinned. "No problem. Sticky rice is twenty Spirit Stones a tael, Black Donkey Hooves are one hundred Spirit Stones each, and Black Dog Blood..."

"Damn it!" Even Yin Kuang couldn’t help but laugh and curse.

The members of the surrounding teams also immediately started cursing loudly.

Lang Buqun’s face darkened. "Son of a bitch! When I was buying this stuff at the Treasure Pavilion, how many of you ridiculed me? Now I’m charging you a few Spirit Stones and you’re whining and cursing? Take it or leave it! You can all take your Spirit Stones to your graves!"

"This is life-saving stuff, and I don’t even think I have enough for myself! If I asked you to give me that Profound Artifact in your hand, would you do it? For fuck’s sake, get lost!"

With that one sentence, he silenced the curses from the surrounding people.

Although it felt wrong to be making a profit off Spirit Stones at a time like this, Lang Buqun’s words were very reasonable, and most people found it hard to argue.

Even though they all knew each other, in such a desperate situation, their relationships weren’t so good that they would just give away their life-saving items.

Facing so many Fourth Level Zombies, this stuff was arguably more useful than a Profound Artifact. A Profound Artifact still required Spiritual Power to activate, and Spiritual Power was a dwindling resource. Besides, an ordinary Profound Artifact couldn’t even kill these Zombies!

If an ordinary person actually had these items, they would definitely keep them for themselves to save their own skin.

After a moment of silence, some of the surrounding teams obediently ran over with Spirit Stones to buy Lang Buqun’s sticky rice and Black Donkey Hooves.

With the help of so many zombie-countering items, the pressure on the dozen or so surrounding teams instantly lessened.

Although the items Lang Buqun provided couldn’t necessarily kill the Fourth Level Zombies, they still made the Zombies fearful.

Moreover, once the items were thrown onto the Zombies, plumes of smoke would rise with a SIZZLE, accompanied by incessant, miserable howls, greatly limiting the Zombies’ combat strength.

Seizing the opportunity, everyone worked together and managed to kill more than ten Zombies in a short period.

This finally allowed everyone to catch their breath.

However, just as a huge weight was lifted from their hearts, a sudden change occurred!

In the darkness far away, pairs of deep green eyes began to appear.

It was just like encountering a pack of wolves in the wilderness.

The deep green eyes carried a bloodthirsty Intent of Death, instantly filling everyone’s heart with an irrepressible despair!

Fifth Level Hair Zombies!

A whole pack of Fifth Level Hair Zombies!

A full twenty or thirty Fifth Level Hair Zombies...

At that moment, everyone felt their hearts drop, an indescribable sense of dread washing over them.

If many had felt despair before but were still determined to fight to the death, at this moment, a feeling of powerlessness arose in everyone’s hearts, and they could no longer muster any will to fight.

The appearance of even one more Fifth Level Zombie would have meant certain death for them all. To think there were so many more watching from the sidelines!

The Four Peak Xuanwu Realm Powerhouses were already being forced back step by step by the Zombies. Among them, the valiant Tian Mou, who was fighting three at once, was roaring in anger but was clearly at a disadvantage...

If this batch of Fifth Level Zombies were to charge into the crowd...

"Waaaah..."

Someone in the crowd finally lost control and started to cry.

Three Chapters today. One more Chapter coming right up.