Joining Tiandao Company: Starting by mending a zombie world

Yu Chuda felt a warmth in his heart and looked at Chu Sheng: "Junior Brother, you gave me this treasure, what will you use it for?"

Chu Sheng grinned, took out the Northern Emperor Peach Wood Sword from his spatial storage, and said with a smile, "I have it!"

Yu Chuda gazed at the dense runes on the wooden sword, a look of envy on his face.

"Junior brother, where did you come from?"

Chu Sheng didn't explain, only saying, "I'll buy you another one when I have the money."

Yu Chuda nodded without thinking much: "Then, junior brother, you'd better get rich quickly." Chu Sheng chuckled. His senior brother was getting better and better at talking. Amidst their laughter, the two rushed into the palace. A chilling aura, a hundred times stronger than that outside, rushed towards them.

It wasn't a drop in temperature, but a cold that seeped directly into the bone marrow and froze the soul.

When I opened my eyes, the scene inside the Prince's mansion was completely detached from reality.

The ground was paved with bluestone, covered with a sticky, dark red substance that made a soft "squeak" sound when stepped on.

Apart from the few living people, everything else was only blood red and dark gray.

"Junior brother, this place is a bit... eerie." Yu Chuda's voice trembled, and he subconsciously tugged at Chu Sheng.

"Don't panic, Master is here."

Chu Sheng tightened his grip on the peach wood sword, his heart pounding wildly, a faint sense of fear creeping into his heart.

In front.

Mao Xiaofang held the compass in his left hand, the needle spinning wildly.

He pressed his fingertips to his brow.

He muttered incantations while looking at the compass, then pointed at it.

"Certainly!"

The compass immediately returned to normal and pointed in one direction.

"It's a pity... my junior brother Xiao Jiu isn't here, otherwise, with his mastery of formations, it wouldn't have been so troublesome."

After saying that, he walked forward.

"Who is Xiao Jiu that Master mentioned?" Chu Sheng asked curiously.

"He's our junior uncle, named Lin Jiu, who's extremely skilled in feng shui," Yu Chuda casually explained.

Lin Jiu?

Uncle Nine?

Chu Sheng didn't think much of it and followed the crowd. Suddenly, without warning, a clear and eerie laugh rang in his ears.

"Giggle...hehe..."

The sound came from all directions and could not be located.

Yu Chuda felt a chill run down his spine and abruptly turned his head to look at a moon gate on his right.

The doorway was pitch black, but the laughter seemed to be coming from there.

Interspersed with the "thump-thump" sound of a ball bouncing.

"Don't get distracted! It's a bewitching ghostly voice!"

Mao Xiaofang didn't turn his head, but his voice clearly reached their ears, "Guard your mind closely, don't listen, don't look, don't think!"

Chu Sheng took a deep breath, recited the "Shangqing Dadong Zhenjing," and circulated his dantian's magical power.

Instantly, a warm "qi" flowed through my body, dispelling some of the chill and making my mind clearer.

"Huh, your skill seems to be more profound than I thought."

Unlike the disheveled state of the two men.

Madana seemed completely unaffected, and even had time to observe Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda.

Seeing that Chu Sheng recovered so quickly, a hint of surprise flashed in her eyes.

Chu Sheng chuckled and said modestly, "I'm far inferior to my martial uncle."

As they were speaking, the sticky, dark red substance on the ground suddenly surged violently, like boiling mud.

Pale, swollen hands with black fingernails suddenly emerged from the "ground" and began scratching wildly!

Then, one by one, heads struggled to "emerge" out.

With eerie smiles on their faces and empty eye sockets, they all turned to Chu Sheng and his group of four.

The terrifying sight of the creature struggling to emerge from the ground startled Chu Sheng, and a term suddenly came to mind—a bound spirit!

"The Supreme Star, ever adaptable."

"To exorcise evil spirits and protect one's life."

Mao Xiaofang let out a clear shout, chanting the "Purifying Heart Mantra," while simultaneously drawing a circle in the air with his peach wood sword. A dazzling white light rippled outwards.

Where the white light passed, the outstretched arms and heads looked like ice and snow scorched by the blazing sun.

It made a hissing sound, emitted a lot of black smoke, screamed, and retreated into the ground, temporarily calming the churning ground.

However, after this attack, swaying figures began to emerge from the shadows of the corridor.

They were dressed in all sorts of clothes; there were commoners, soldiers, and even women with traditional Manchu hairstyles...

Their movements were stiff, their faces indistinct, but the resentment and coldness they exuded were crystal clear.

"Charge in! Destroy the core of the formation! Staying outside will only drain our strength from these endless monstrous things!"

With a sharp shout, Ma Dana raised her hands, and a dozen yellow talismans shot out like birds in flight.

It was precisely placed on the foreheads of several figures who had just emerged completely from the shadows.

"Crack!" The talisman exploded into bursts of blazing white lightning, blasting the figures into a cloud of black smoke, causing them to stagger backward.

"Go!" Mao Xiaofang took the lead, his feet moving with the speed of the wind.

With his peach wood sword, he slashed left and right, and wherever the sword light passed, the yin energy receded and the vengeful spirits wailed.

Wherever he went, a passage was briefly cleared.

"Perfect timing to test my Northern Emperor Peach Wood Sword on these vengeful spirits!"

A fighting spirit rose in Chu Sheng's heart, and he brandished the Northern Emperor Peach Wood Sword.

This sword is extraordinary, possessing a natural ability to restrain evil and malevolent things, coupled with his physical strength, which is three times that of an ordinary person.

The sword strike was quite fierce, slashing away the several blurry ghostly figures that rushed in from the side, causing their black aura to dissipate.

Yu Chuda waved the python skin rope, which was also highly effective in warding off evil spirits.

The blow left a charred mark on the ghostly figure; after three blows, it vanished on the spot.

"Good stuff, good stuff!" Yu Chuda became even more courageous upon seeing this.

He charged into the horde of vengeful spirits, swinging the rope high into the air, killing with speed no slower than Chu Sheng.

"That's enough, you two, keep it down. These are the souls of the people."

"If you beat them to a pulp, how will they be able to reincarnate?"

Seeing that the two of them were getting more and more into the fight, Mao Xiaofang couldn't help but speak up to stop them.

"Ah, Master, then we won't fight."

Chu Sheng and Yu Chuda shrank back after being scolded, stopped attacking, and quickly followed Mao Xiaofang.

Rushing to the back garden,

Mao Xiaofang stopped in his tracks; right in front of him were the seven stone pagodas.

Between the seven stone towers stood a Dharma platform, on which lay a... human skin!

On the human skin lay a slightly pulsating, dark red, almost black heart!

With each heartbeat, the light of the entire magic circle would brighten or dim.

The eerie green runes on the seven stone towers flickered.

At the very center of the magic circle, a woman sat cross-legged with her back to the crowd.

"Aisin-Gioro Hui-ji!"

Chu Sheng recognized the woman at a glance and called out her name.

"Hehe, Sasaki-kun!" Teruhime turned around and looked everyone over.

"Mao Xiaofang!"

"The Ma family, Madana..."

"Hehe, welcome to my world!"

After Hui Ji finished speaking,

Countless semi-transparent Japanese soldiers, dressed in Japanese military uniforms and holding bayonets, surrounded them.

Before the ghost soldiers, there was a "person" who stood out.

It was Colonel Kujii!

His left cheek was a bloody mess, his ear was missing, and the wound was gruesome.

But at this moment, his right eye was flashing with a ghostly green light that shared the same origin as the magic array and the stone tower.

A wild grin spread across his face.

"Sasaki, welcome to... Yomotsu Hirasaka! Welcome to... the Divine Array!"

"I, Jiujing, will trap you here for all eternity!"

He suddenly waved his hand, as if to order the Japanese soldiers to take action.

"Wait a minute, I have a question!"

Chu Sheng raised his hand to ask a question, immediately easing the tense atmosphere.

"What's the problem?"

As soon as Jiujing spoke, everyone turned to look at Chusheng.

"Um... I'm quite curious, why did Hui-hime become so short and ugly?"

"Is it because of the formation? Or is it a failed plastic surgery? Was she always this ugly?" Chu Sheng asked, pointing at Hui Ji.

All eyes turned to Hui Ji, and the atmosphere became subtle again, as if the question was quite interesting.

"Shut up!"

"Kill them all!"

Hui Ji was furious and embarrassed, because what she cared about most was what others said about her appearance.

Otherwise, they wouldn't have gone to get plastic surgery.

As soon as he finished speaking, dozens of ghost soldiers let out a roar that was not human, and rushed towards the palace gate!

Mao Xiaofang's expression was solemn as water. He took a deep breath, his internal magical power surging, and distributed it as follows:

"Chu Sheng, Chu Da, you deal with the Japanese soldiers, while Junior Sister Ma and I will break through the formation and vanquish the evil!"