fifth form

Chapter 3079 Hovering Between Life and Death

"Cousin, your ability to turn into a zombie is really strong!"

Yung Tin Ting acquired a seemingly useless ability, but given the right environment, he would become the king of that area.

For example, in Yangling, Rong Tianding was not unwell and could still freely use magic, while Zhang Xuezhou kept going back and forth.

His body was constantly bathed in magical light, and his physical body techniques and spell-avoidance techniques continued to operate.

Occasionally, Zhang Xuezhou would switch to the Dust-Avoiding Technique to sweep away the stench from his body.

Although Zhang Xuezhou continued to advance deeper into Yangling, he constantly released spells, and his body was constantly maintaining the consumption of magical power.

Zhang Xuezhou did not use ordinary techniques; these were three first-class techniques, which he then transformed into supernatural abilities and gained complete control over.

All kinds of magic and supernatural powers are no match for the word 'suitable'. Zhang Xuezhou's magic is not suitable for use in places filled with corpse energy and evil energy, while Rong Tianding has transformed into a creature adapted to this environment, resulting in no discomfort.

“Only places like this can make me feel a little more at ease,” Rong Tianding said, shaking his head repeatedly.

"Obtaining a killing ground is enough," Zhang Xuezhou said. "Many cultivators don't have this kind of luck in their entire lives!"

"You mean?"

Rong Tianding's reaction was somewhat belated.

These past few years, he's always kept a low profile, which explains why Rong Tianding's ideas are difficult to develop.

Clearly, Zhang Xuezhou meant that Yangling could be used as a retreat point, or a place to lure the opponent and trap them there.

This method is not new. In past wars, there have been many instances of massacres and killings, as well as piling up large numbers of dead soldiers near the windy areas of difficult-to-break city gates. In addition to intimidation and fear, this corpse aura has a real and tangible effect.

The power of an open-air setting is one situation, while the sealed interior of a mausoleum like Yangling presents another.

This could resemble the scene created by an array, or it could resemble an uncontrolled domain of corpse energy, enough to pose a fatal risk to a great cultivator.

"Excellent! This time it's not a loss after all!"

Rong Tianding was heartbroken at losing the Suihou Pearl, but his ability to transform into a corpse and utilize Yangling was a trump card.

No matter how precious the Suihou Pearl is, it can only be used against spirits, while the Yangling Pearl can be used against living people, even great cultivators.

After figuring it out, Rong Tianding felt even more pleased.

“If the flying zombies can cooperate, this place is a place where anyone who gets locked up will die,” Rong Tianding said.

Zhang Xuezhou's close combat skills are not top-tier among martial artists, but the power brought by his physical body technique is extremely immense. Few can push aside the Yangling Tomb Stone like Zhang Xuezhou, and there are also few cultivators who can use the petrification technique in reverse. Once you are tricked into Yangling, it means that it will be difficult to get out.

If a flying zombie entangles the cultivator, leading to death, or if malevolent energy arises, the cultivator's power will rapidly weaken, and even if they once had the means to break through the stone gate, they will perish.

“Taming a flying zombie is very difficult,” Zhang Xuezhou said. “Now that he has the Crimson Sky Sword, I dare not engage him in close combat!”

"Let's see if we can talk about it," Rong Tianding said.

"Alright!"

Zhang Xuezhou nodded.

Zhang Xuezhou has always liked to talk about solving problems, but he has never talked to a dead person.

This touched upon Zhang Xuezhou's blind spot, but Rong Tianding, who followed Zhang Xuezhou in his cultivation, had similar thoughts.

One of them talked about the living, and the other about the dead; their collaboration was quite effective.

"Once you pass this area of ​​terracotta figures, you'll reach Weiyang Palace!"

Zhang Xuezhou had been in and out of Yangling many times, and he was extremely familiar with its mechanisms.

As they continued their journey, they arrived at the Weiyang Palace, the core of the Yangling Mausoleum, where Emperor Jing's imperial coffin was placed.

The Zhou Taiwei terracotta warrior lay broken and lying on the ground, with white bones visible in the broken clay. The terracotta general stationed here was clearly no longer of any use.

"Hiss~" A low panting sound came, and a radiance appeared behind Zhang Xuezhou's head. The mental power brought about by cultivating the Heart Sutra shone brightly, illuminating this area.

The flying zombies that had been lying on the ceiling of the Weiyang Palace tomb chamber were revealed.

"The four directions and the space above and below are called the universe; the past and the present are called the cosmos; the universe encompasses all things..."

They were still nearly ten feet apart when Rong Tianding began to chant.

The ways the dead and the living communicate are obviously different. No matter how eloquent one is, it is difficult to make use of them at this moment. Only Rong Tianding, who is familiar with the Corpse-Eating Method, can make some attempts.

His chanting caused the flying zombie to let out a series of threatening roars. Its limbs, which were clinging to the city wall, kept roaming around, while it looked at Zhang Xuezhou, who was radiating a radiant aura of mental energy, with great fear.

Zhang Xuezhou feared the Crimson Sky Sword, and the Flying Zombie was clearly also wary of an opponent like Zhang Xuezhou who could fight head-on, and even more afraid of being ambushed by Rong Tianding.

"You are already in a state between life and death, why not join me in comprehending the great Dao of life and death!"

After Rong Tianding finished reciting it once, he politely addressed the distance and then repeated the recitation.

After a series of bared teeth and roars, the flying zombie lay down on the Sima Gate of the Weiyang Palace in the mausoleum, quietly watching the two people in the distance.

"I absolutely do not want a zombie to keep the Crimson Sky Sword!"

Zhang Xuezhou muttered something, then stood on tiptoe to look at the Crimson Sky Sword that the flying zombie was gripping tightly in its right hand.

"We need peace between us, but we also need to hand over the sword," Zhang Xuezhou instructed Rong Tianding. "That sword is too uncontrollable; we must not act recklessly under any circumstances!"

"The cultivation of life and death requires no sword!"

Rong Tianding nodded and spoke.

His words were addressed to both Zhang Xuezhou and Fei Jiang.

The long explanation was of no use, but when Rong Tianding told the flying zombie to put down the Crimson Sky Sword, the flying zombie actually lowered the sword it was holding tightly in its hand.

Looking at the Crimson Sky Sword, which had slumped limply like a dead snake, Zhang Xuezhou simply couldn't understand how to control the sword or its killing power.

"Have some backbone! Learn from the Crimson Sky Sword! Be more efficient when you work, and take down all those who attacked and killed me!"

Unable to compete with other people's children, Zhang Xuezhou could only scold his own innate spiritual artifact, the wooden staff, and give this staff, which had been improved by the Zhunti Sect Master, a lesson.

This staff has been improved, and it is only one final refining step away from becoming a treasure for proving one's path to enlightenment, one that will continuously improve with its own progress.

The leader of the Zhunti Sect mentioned that a top-level cultivator could be killed for a sacrifice. The higher the level of the cultivator in life, the better the effect of the sacrifice. Zhang Xuezhou didn't have that ability.

If he had such ability, why would he need to rely on external things?

"Consider yourself lucky. We can't kill a great cultivator, but we obtained Barton's nurturing method, which allows us to nurture you and let you feel warmth!"

Holding the staff, a treasure he had yet to fully master but which belonged to him as the most powerful, Zhang Xuezhou stared intently at the flying zombie, ready to unleash a burst of bullets if anything seemed amiss. As for whether he could skillfully use it to achieve deterrence and suppression, Zhang Xuezhou was unsure.

He held the staff and stared intently for a while, only to see the flying zombie lying on the ground slowly squat up and then gradually straighten up.

"Shi Wudao, I finally understand the mystery of your oscillation between life and death. You can no longer suppress me!"

A dull, hoarse voice came from the flying zombie's mouth, accompanied by a chilling response.

"So what? We're already dead, and nothing can ever go back to the way it was before!"

The response was chilling, yet also carried a nonchalant air, as if the speaker didn't care about anything.

"I am..."

"Who do you think you are now? And who can recognize you? Everything is over after the change of life form. Right now, you are just a dead person with limited consciousness. When your remaining lifespan ends normally, everything will return to dust!"

"I don't believe it! I am still the emperor of the Han Dynasty! I still am!"

"What a ridiculous obsession!"

Shi Wudao responded coldly. The flying zombie had no facial features, but one could still feel the conflict between the two under different emotions.