Rise of the Wasteland in Cultivation

While the corpse was entangled with the two superhumans, Leng San carried Chenxi and ran to the Jialing motorcycle. He hung the woven bag containing the crops on the handlebars, then got on the motorcycle and slammed on the starter to start the engine.

"Hold on tight, hold on tight!" Leng San said as he shifted gears and revved the engine a few times.

This time, Chenxi didn't sit on the front fuel tank, but behind Leng San, so as not to interfere with his movements. The little girl hugged Leng San's waist tightly, and for the first time, a look of fear appeared on her delicate little face.

Silly...da da da!

The Jialing motorcycle's engine emitted a distinctive roar, and plumes of black smoke billowed from its chimney. At that moment, Leng San released the clutch, and the Jialing motorcycle shot off, speeding towards the outskirts of the camp.

At this moment, the entire camp had completely fallen, and zombies roamed everywhere. The roars of the zombies, screams, gunshots, the sound of blades piercing flesh, and the sounds of gnawing and chewing filled the air.

The surviving scavengers fought and fled in panic. Some hid in shipping containers and locked the doors, managing to survive temporarily. However, the mutated zombies' sharp bone blades could easily cut through the containers, which was clearly not a long-term solution.

Leng San drove with one hand, his gaze firm and sharp, while his left hand continuously fired a miniature submachine gun, each shot accurately hitting the zombie's head, cleanly and efficiently clearing a path ahead.

However, when Leng San rode his motorcycle out of the dormitory area and into the open space outside, he found that there were even more zombies outside, densely packed, covering the entire mountainside. Trying to ride a motorcycle through the dense horde of zombies was simply a pipe dream.

Just then, a roaring sound rang out, and a huge vehicle sped out diagonally, crushing the dense horde of corpses. It was the BYD500 bulldozer, with a thrust of 30 tons.

The person driving the bulldozer was Old Xu from the supply station, and on either side of the bulldozer's cab stood a camp guard in alloy armor. Additionally, three more camp guards stood on the engine hood at the back of the bulldozer, including the captain.

Clearly, they are preparing to break through.

Old Xu turned the bulldozer up to maximum power and adjusted the bucket height to half a person's height. It roared as it shoveled at the horde of zombies, clearing a path in an instant. Many zombies were cut in half by the bucket.

Seeing this, Leng San had a sudden idea and followed closely behind the bulldozer. However, although the bulldozer had strong pushing force, its speed was still a bit slow. Some zombies took the opportunity to approach from both sides, extending their claws and trying to pull Leng San's motorcycle over.

With one hand on the handlebars, Leng San calmly fired bursts of fire from his submachine gun in the other, only killing zombies that got too close, not wanting to waste a single bullet.

At this moment, two mutated zombies pounced from the left and right, moving swiftly. However, Leng San was even faster, raising his hand and firing two shots—rat-a-tat!

One of the zombies was hit squarely on the forehead and fell to the ground dead. However, the other zombie missed and still lunged forward fiercely, its sharp bone blade aimed at Leng San's neck.

Just then, the submachine gun ran out of bullets. Seeing the mutated zombie's bone blade about to strike, Leng San flicked his wrist and shouted, "Get lost!"

With the infusion of spiritual power, the miniature submachine gun struck the mutated zombie in the face, hitting it after it was hit by a sharp crack. The zombie's skull caved in and its head was blown off, killing it instantly.

The three camp guards standing on the bulldozer's hood witnessed this scene and couldn't help but cheer in unison. Little did they know, a mutated zombie suddenly leaped out from the horde of corpses, knocking one of the distracted guards off the hood.

The guard screamed and fell directly into the horde of zombies. Luckily, he was wearing alloy armor, otherwise he would have been devoured by the zombies in an instant.

The guards on the bulldozer opened fire in an attempt to rescue their fallen companion, but the unfortunate fellow was already surrounded by countless zombies, and the few laser gun shots fired were just a drop in the ocean.

Old Xu's expression was cold and indifferent. He had no intention of stopping to help the people; instead, he slammed the accelerator to the floor, letting the bulldozer roar forward. "Better to die for my friends than for myself," he thought. At this moment, escaping was the most important thing.

--boom

An explosion came from behind, scattering the horde of corpses. It turned out that the fallen guard had detonated the self-destruct device on his alloy armor. He was quite brave, actually.

Flames soared into the sky, and a fierce shockwave, carrying a scorching heat, blew from behind. Leng San turned around and glanced back, which could be considered a tribute to this hero.

Just as the bulldozer was about to break free from the horde of corpses, a cold and powerful aura suddenly enveloped it. Without thinking, Leng San twisted the throttle and overtook the bulldozer.

Just seconds later!

The ferocious armored corpse then descended from the sky, its three-meter-tall body crashing onto the bulldozer like a small mountain.

--boom!

The bulldozer seemed to have been hit directly by a missile, instantly shattering into pieces. Parts were scattered all over the ground, and Old Xu in the driver's cab was reduced to a pile of mangled flesh. The four guards on the vehicle were also thrown out by the shock, and even if they didn't die, they were stunned.

Leng San twisted the throttle of his Jialing motorcycle to the floor and sped off towards the city ruins. The armored corpse seemed to have its sights set on Leng San, roaring and chasing after him relentlessly, leaping dozens of meters in a single bound, which was quite frightening.

However, no matter how fast the armored corpse ran, it was still no match for a two-wheeled motorcycle. Just as the distance was about to widen, the armored corpse seemed to panic. It suddenly exhaled a breath of corpse energy, and its speed increased dramatically, quickly closing the distance with the motorcycle.

Leng San was greatly alarmed. Could it be that the armored corpse also had a "speed talisman" that could accelerate instantly?

Seeing the armored corpse getting closer and closer, Leng San gritted his teeth and threw a Swiftness Talisman onto the vehicle, but it had no effect. The Swiftness Talisman was obviously only effective on living things.

--roar!

The armored corpse let out a deafening roar, its feet slamming into the ground, and it soared into the sky.

Leng San felt an overwhelming pressure from behind, which made his hair stand on end. He decisively abandoned his motorcycle, carried Chen Xi on his back, and rushed off diagonally. He threw a speed talisman at his feet, which instantly made him move like the wind, increasing his speed by 10%.

Unfortunately, the effects of the Swiftness Talisman cannot be stacked; otherwise, if Leng San threw it down, the armored corpse wouldn't even be able to touch the dust.

--boom!

Leng San had only managed to escape a dozen meters when his poor old companion—the Jialing motorcycle—followed in the footsteps of the bulldozer, and its fate was even worse; it was pulverized into dust.

After missing its target once again, the armored corpse went completely berserk, roaring one after another. However, it was probably too exhausted, as its momentum and speed were noticeably weakened.

Leng San, however, relied on his abundance of Swiftness Talismans, constantly throwing them at his feet, and gradually managed to distance himself from the armored corpse. Well, Chen Xi also deserves credit for this; the little girl likes to draw talismans whenever she has free time, and now Leng San has more than fifty Swiftness Talismans and Green Vine Talismans in his possession.

It was late at night, and the city ruins were unusually quiet. It was estimated that the zombies and mutated beasts in the vicinity had all gone to Camp C-361 for a "meal".

Leng San sprinted through the deserted streets, throwing out a speed-boosting talisman every ten seconds without slowing down, widening the distance between himself and the armored corpses behind him.

However, Leng San dared not stop, because he could still feel the faint aura locking onto the armored corpse. This stubborn fellow—all he did was slash it a few times in the subway station and blow it up with two bombs back then, was it really worth holding such a grudge?

No, there must be another reason!

As for the reason, Leng San couldn't think of it yet, nor did he have time to think about it.

After running for more than ten miles, Leng San finally could no longer sense the faint aura of the armored corpse. However, he had almost used up his Swiftness Talisman and had also consumed half of his spiritual power.

Leng San stopped running and immediately hid in a building by the street. Using the remaining ancient jade and coins, he quickly set up a simple formation. This formation was called the Concealing Spirit Formation. It was relatively low-level, but it could conceal one's aura and was quite effective at evading pursuers.

Just as Leng San finished setting up the formation, the cold and powerful aura of the armored corpse swept over, and he couldn't help but secretly exclaim that it was a close call.

—Hooray!

The roars of the armored corpse grew closer and closer. Soon, its massive form appeared on the nearby street and approached the building where Leng San was hiding step by step, its fierce eyes flashing an eerie red light in the darkness.

Chenxi nervously snuggled into Leng San's arms.

Leng San held the little girl's hand tightly to comfort her, but in reality, he was also very uneasy. He was not sure if the Hidden Spirit Array could hide from the armored corpse's perception. After all, the array was too low-level and hastily set up, with many loopholes.

Fortunately, the armored corpse lingered for a moment near the building where Leng San and Chen Xi were hiding before speeding up and running eastward, its roar fading into the distance.

Leng San let out a long sigh, took out two beast crystals and held them in his hand, entering a meditative state so that he could quickly recover his spiritual power.

After an unknown amount of time, the quiet dawn suddenly sat up straight, looked around anxiously, and finally stood up.

Leng San sensed something was wrong, quickly stopped cultivating, opened his eyes, and asked in a low voice, "Xiao Xi, what's wrong?"

Chenxi did not answer, but slowly retreated to Leng San's side. At the same time, two figures slowly emerged from the darkness, wearing black cloaks with a sun symbol and a blood-red cross tattooed on their foreheads.

"The Punisher!" Leng San's heart skipped a beat, and he suddenly stood up, secretly preparing himself.

The two punishers from the Church of Light appeared silently, like ghosts in the night. Leng San really couldn't understand how they had discovered his location.

The two disciplinary officers looked at Chenxi expressionlessly and said calmly, "Number Seven, it's time to go home."

Number seven?

Leng San looked at Chen Xi with a puzzled expression, but the latter hid behind him in fear and hugged his waist tightly.

The two punishers turned their gazes to Leng San, their faces clearly showing anger. One of them coldly rebuked, "You mortal, what virtue or ability do you possess to approach the Holy Maiden? Slit your own throat, and we'll leave you with a whole corpse!"