I am Master Maoshan

Chapter 2350 Destiny (Part )

However, just as the talisman was about to strike the zombie, the dark clouds in the sky suddenly began to disperse. The moon, which had been obscured by the clouds, gradually revealed its true form—a blood-red moon radiating an eerie and bewitching light.

The crimson moonlight gently spilled onto the earth, also illuminating the zombie. In an instant, a mysterious power enveloped the zombie, and the aura that had been suppressed by the talisman's light was instantly dispelled.

The zombie, as if injected with adrenaline, shuddered violently, its aura rapidly increasing. Its muscles began to swell and expand, the blood vessels beneath its skin becoming faintly visible, as if an infinite power was surging within them.

The talisman, clearly no ordinary item, hurtled towards them with immense spiritual power, yet it appeared utterly fragile before the rampaging zombie.

The zombie suddenly raised a thick arm and slammed it down on the talisman with incredible speed. With a crisp "crack," the talisman shattered instantly, turning into specks of light that dissipated into the air.

Upon seeing this, the leading Taoist priest's face instantly turned extremely ugly. His brows furrowed, and a hint of panic flashed in his eyes, but he quickly regained his composure.

"Everyone be careful! This evil spirit is much stronger under the blood moon. We must not underestimate it!" the leading Taoist priest shouted, his voice tinged with anxiety.

Upon hearing this, the other Taoist priests gripped their magical implements tightly, their expressions becoming even more solemn. They quickly formed a circle, trapping the zombie in the center, chanting incantations, and their implements flashed with various colors of light.

In an instant, light flickered in the mountains and forests, and the sounds of magical artifacts clashing and the Taoist priests chanting incantations mingled together.

Liu Jun stood aside, feeling both nervous and curious.

When he was in the human world, although he had dealt with zombies, he had never seen a group of Maoshan Taoist priests kill a zombie.

At this moment, the zombie let out a deafening roar, its voice filled with boundless rage and murderous intent. It suddenly charged towards the nearest Taoist priest, its speed so great that no one had time to react. The Taoist priest's expression changed drastically, and he hurriedly dodged to the side, simultaneously thrusting his peach wood sword at the zombie.

The zombie, however, showed no fear. It grabbed the peach wood sword, twisted it forcefully, and the sword snapped in two with a "crack." Immediately afterward, it threw a punch, striking the Taoist priest heavily in the chest. The Taoist priest groaned, his body flying backward like a kite with a broken string, spitting out a mouthful of blood.

Seeing this, the other Taoist priests increased their magical output, unleashing a barrage of spells at the zombie. However, under the blessing of the blood moon, the zombie seemed to possess immortality; the spells only caused it to pause slightly before it continued its attack on the Taoist priests.

"Heaven and earth are boundless, and the universe borrows its power!" A figure in azure descended from the sky, the light in his hand transforming into a sharp sword aura that shot towards the zombie.

The sword energy, like a bolt of lightning, pierced through the zombie's body in an instant. The zombie let out a painful roar, its body swaying slightly, but it quickly regained its balance.

"Huh? This person looks familiar." Liu Jun's gaze was fixed on the blue figure that was faintly visible in the night. He frowned slightly, a strange sense of familiarity welling up in his heart, but he couldn't quite grasp the key point.

“Your martial uncle from your previous life, Qing Muzi,” the old man explained slowly.

Liu Jun's already wide eyes widened even more, filled with disbelief, as he asked urgently, "Isn't my martial uncle the Pure Wood God King of the God Realm? Why has he entered the cycle of reincarnation?"

In his mind, Qing Muzi was at least a God King Realm expert, a renowned figure in the God Realm. How could he suddenly enter the cycle of reincarnation?
The old man curled his lip, a hint of disdain and helplessness on his face, and slowly said, "You were once the new ruler of the God Realm, but now you're just an ordinary person. Within the rules of Heaven, under the arrangement of fate, everyone is just an ant. Whether it's the high and mighty God King or you who once ruled the God Realm, in front of Heaven, you are nothing more than a pawn manipulated by fate."

Just as Liu Jun was talking to the old man, a deafening roar suddenly came from not far away: "Maoshan Taoists! I'll fight you to the death!"

The zombie's eyes flashed with an eerie red light, its hair stood on end, and it emitted a nauseating stench as it charged toward Qing Muzi, baring its fangs and claws.

Qing Muzi, with a stern expression, shouted to the Taoists behind him, "Big Dipper Formation!"

After shouting, he charged at the zombie without hesitation, wielding his long sword with great force, the blade gleaming with a cold light, as if carrying endless killing intent.

Upon hearing Qing Muzi's words, the group of Maoshan Taoist priests did not hesitate at all and immediately began to act. They quickly took their positions according to the Big Dipper, chanting incantations and performing various hand seals.

The leading Taoist priest held a peach wood sword and drew mysterious runes in the air. The runes shimmered with golden light and then merged into the formation.

The other Taoist priests also cooperated, some waving command flags and others striking their ritual implements. In an instant, the entire area shone brightly, and a powerful force emanated from the formation.

In this life, Qing Muzi's looks are still there, but her strength has plummeted to the extreme. She was knocked away by the zombies in just a few rounds.

If this were back in the God Realm, when it was still at the God King level, a sneeze would probably have wiped out this zombie.

After knocking Qingmuzi away, the zombie rushed to the front of the formation, but was forced back by the powerful array force, only able to let out an angry roar as its rotting flesh fell away, revealing its stark white bones. But it did not retreat; instead, it charged even more frantically into the formation.

Qing Muzi seized the opportunity, flashed behind the zombie, and thrust her long sword into the zombie's back.

Sensing the danger behind him, the zombie whirled around, its sharp claws lunging at Qing Muzi. Qing Muzi dodged to the side, simultaneously swinging her longsword again, slicing a large gash in the zombie's chest. Black blood gushed from the wound. "A heart?!" Qing Muzi exclaimed in shock, her eyes widening instantly. Her previously composed face was now filled with disbelief, and her body involuntarily staggered backward, nearly falling to the ground.

Not only was he shocked, but the Maoshan Taoist priests behind him were also stunned and stood there dumbfounded.

They were used to exorcising demons and monsters, and had seen all sorts of strange and bizarre evil spirits, but the fact that this zombie had a heart was something they had never heard of or seen before. For a moment, everyone looked at each other in disbelief, the atmosphere so tense that they could almost hear each other's rapid breathing.

In the distance, Liu Jun frowned deeply, his eyes filled with confusion, and he muttered to himself, "Isn't it a zombie? How can a zombie have a heart?"

He stared intently at the zombie, and through the horrifying wound on its body, he could clearly see that its heart was still beating rhythmically, though the frequency seemed to be arrhythmic.

Just then, something strange happened. A drop of red blood suddenly appeared in the center of the zombie's heart.

The drop of blood emitted an eerie red light. Although the light was not strong, it seemed to contain endless mysterious power and rapidly spread outwards.

The red light first spread throughout the entire heart. The originally withered and gray heart gradually regained its color under the red light, as if it had been injected with new vitality.

Immediately afterwards, the red light spread rapidly from the heart to the rest of the body. Wherever it touched, the zombie's originally stiff and shriveled body underwent a dramatic transformation.

Where it spread, flesh and blood grew back, just like in a person. Beneath the originally withered skin, the outline of muscles gradually appeared, and blood vessels were faintly visible under the skin, flowing slowly with the heartbeat, and the veins were clearly visible.

Then, something even more astonishing happened. The zombie actually transformed itself. The originally green-faced, fanged, and ferocious zombie gradually changed its appearance under the continuous red light.

Its facial contours softened, its skin became smooth and delicate, and its hair slowly grew back. Its once empty and lifeless eyes now had a radiance, as if it had regained its soul.

Indeed, standing before everyone now is a living, breathing person. This person is no different from a normal person; he breathes, his breathing even and steady, as if he has just awakened from a deep sleep; he has a heartbeat, each beat strong and powerful, just like a normal person; his skin is the same, fair and elastic, radiating a healthy glow in the dim moonlight.

Both Qing Muzi and the Taoist priests were dumbfounded. They had originally thought this was a demon-slaying operation, and that they only needed to follow the usual practice and use magic to completely eliminate the zombie.

Exterminating evil spirits is their duty, their mission and responsibility as Maoshan Taoist priests. But the "person" before them has plunged them into deep confusion and hesitation.

"What...what exactly is going on?" the leading Maoshan Taoist priest asked in a trembling voice, his eyes filled with confusion and fear.

"Could it be that this zombie has cultivated some special magic that allows it to come back to life?" a young Taoist priest muttered to himself.

“In any case, this is definitely not an ordinary zombie. We cannot let our guard down,” another older Taoist priest said solemnly.

"No matter how much it looks like a living person, it's still a zombie! Kill!" Qing Muzi gritted his teeth and let out a low roar. The long sword in his hand carried a sharp aura as he once again attacked the zombie.

Seeing this, the other Maoshan Taoist priests followed suit without hesitation. They chanted incantations, their talismans flashing with strange light, and various magical artifacts were revealed as they rushed forward to support Qing Muzi with a chilling killing intent.

In an instant, the sounds of battle cries shook the heavens, and beams of magical light intertwined, illuminating the area.

However, this time it was not the zombie that was at a disadvantage.

The zombie's body was no longer stiff; its movements were as agile as a living person's, and its eyes flashed with an eerie red light, exuding a chilling aura.

The talismans and magical artifacts in Qing Muzi and the others' hands were greatly reduced in power on this guy. The talismans that could originally cause fatal damage to zombies only emitted a faint light when attached to him before quickly dissipating.

Those powerful magical artifacts, when they struck it, only caused its body to sway slightly before it quickly returned to normal.

In contrast, the zombie's strength had greatly increased. It let out a deafening roar, its arms swinging out like iron hammers, creating a whistling sound. Each attack was powerful and heavy, as if it could tear the air apart.

In a short while, it charged through the Taoist priests like a tiger among sheep.

The Taoist priests had no time to dodge and were all struck by it. Some were punched in the chest and flew out like kites with broken strings, crashing heavily to the ground and spitting out a mouthful of blood; others were grabbed on the arm by its claw, their skin and flesh immediately torn open and bleeding profusely.

Even Qing Muzi, one of the top masters in Maoshan, couldn't escape its attack.

The zombie delivered a powerful punch to his face. Qing Muzi felt an immense force strike him, and he staggered back several steps, a trickle of blood flowing from the corner of his mouth.