This celestial master cultivates both physical and magical arts; why did you provoke him?

This happened five days after Zhang Yimou posted on Weibo.

Xia En's Weibo post, "I am a Taoist priest, not an internet celebrity," is still trending. Every day, fans who have heard of him camp out at the entrance of Qingheju Restaurant, forcing Fang Zijian to take a detour to get in and out.

But Xia En himself didn't care at all, eating and sleeping as usual, and still enjoying his lollipop.

Ma Xiaoling was thoroughly annoyed.

The fans didn't dare to bother Xia En, so they came to take photos with her and ask for autographs. She was almost forced to become an idol trainee.

Then, Chen Guodong called.

"Master Xia, something terrible has happened."

Chen Guodong's voice was low, filled with a fear that Fang Zijian had never heard before: "In the western suburbs, at Phoenix Ridge, 300 meters underground, a massive energy source has been detected. It's ten times larger than the previous Xuanhuang."

Shane took the lollipop out of his mouth. "Ten times?"

"At least ten times. And it's moving, very fast, and heading towards the ground. It's expected to be unearthed in thirty minutes."

Xia En paused for a moment.

"I see."

He hung up the phone and stood up.

Ma Xiaoling had already changed into her work clothes, with a demon-subduing staff at her waist and a magic tool box in her hand.

She didn't ask, "Senior brother, what's the matter?" because she could already tell the answer from Xia En's expression.

This item is special.

"Fang Zijian, you stay at home," Xia En said.

Fang Zijian opened his mouth, wanting to refute, but seeing Xia En's eyes, he swallowed his words.

He nodded. "Be careful."

Xia En and Ma Xiaoling walked out of Qingheju.

Liu Ruyan stood at the door, handed the backpack to Xia En, and looked at him without saying a word.

Xia En took the backpack, glanced at her, and turned to leave.

Phoenix Ridge in the western suburbs.

The entire mountain was trembling.

Countless cracks appeared in the ground, and black gas poured out from them, blotting out the sky and completely blocking the moonlight.

Chen Guodong, his face ashen, stood guard behind the cordon with his men. Upon seeing Xia En, he quickly approached.

"Master Xia, it's coming out."

The moment the words left his mouth, the ground exploded.

A giant hand emerged from the ground, a size larger than Xuanhuang's hand.

Covered in jet-black scales, its fingernails are like scimitars, each fingernail longer than a person.

It gripped the ground and pushed hard.

A huge figure rose up from the ground.

That was a zombie king.

It's not an ordinary zombie king, it's a thousand-year-old zombie king.

Its body was even taller than Xuanhuang's, covered in black scales, with two huge curved horns on its head, and golden eyes without pupils, only two burning lights.

It was enveloped in a thick aura of death, which condensed in the air into countless distorted faces that roared silently.

It looked down at Shane and spoke.

The voice was deep and resonant, making the entire mountain tremble.

"The Celestial Master of Longhu Mountain? Is it you who killed my descendant?"

Xia En looked up at it.

"Your descendants? You mean the one wearing the crown? And the one in official robes?"

"Yes, all of them."

A flash of anger crossed the Corpse King's golden eyes. "They are the continuation of my bloodline. You killed them, I will kill you."

It suddenly swung its right fist, the huge fist carrying a strong aura of death, and its speed was astonishing.

Wherever the fist passed, the air was torn apart and the ground was lifted up layer by layer.

Xia En didn't dodge. He took a step on the ground and charged towards the fist like a cannonball.

His right fist was clenched tightly, its surface crackling with lightning and shimmering with golden light. A powerful, overwhelming force.

"boom--!!!"

Fists collided.

The shockwave spread in all directions, causing rocks to tumble down and trees to be uprooted.

A huge crack appeared in the ground, extending hundreds of meters away from where Shane stood.

Xia En's body paused in mid-air for a moment.

Then, it was thrown backward by the enormous force, crashing into the mountainside dozens of meters away and creating a large crater.

The Corpse King also took a few steps back, some of the scales on his fist shattered, and black blood gushed out.

It looked down at its fist, a hint of surprise flashing in its golden eyes.

"You...can you take a punch from me?"

Xia En stepped out of the pit in the mountain wall and shook his numb right hand.

"You're quite strong. Stronger than Xuanhuang."

"Xuanhuang? That junior?"

The Corpse King laughed. "What is he? I've cultivated for three thousand years, while he's only cultivated for eight hundred. You dare compare him to me?"

Shane flexed his wrists.

"Three thousand years? Then you are indeed stronger than him. However..."

He raised his right hand, fingers spread, "I'm stronger than when I hit him."

"Five thunder rectification."

A muffled clap of thunder suddenly echoed in the sky.

Five enormous bolts of lightning struck down from the sky, not towards the Corpse King, but towards Xia En's palm.

Thunder condensed, compressed, and fused in his palm.

Finally, it transformed into a golden lightning ball the size of a fist.

The ball of lightning emitted a blinding light, and the temperature was so high that the air itself seemed to distort.

Ma Xiaoling was stunned.

"Senior brother...you compressed the Five Thunder Orthodox Method?"

"Yes. Compressing five bolts of lightning into a single ball of lightning makes it five times more powerful."

Xia En looked at the ball of lightning in his palm. "But it needs to be charged up; it can't be released instantly."

The Corpse King looked at the ball of lightning, a hint of apprehension flashing in his golden eyes.

The Corpse King looked at the ball of lightning, a hint of apprehension flashing in his golden eyes.

It suddenly swung its fists, trying to interrupt Shane's charge.

But Ma Xiaoling didn't give it a chance.

She formed a hand seal, inserted the demon-subduing staff into her waistband, opened the magic artifact box, and dozens of talismans flew out.

The talismans arranged themselves into a huge magic circle in the air, and golden chains shot out from the magic circle, binding the Corpse King's hands, legs, neck, and torso.

"Binding God Array - Enhanced Version!" Ma Xiaoling gritted her teeth, veins bulging on her forehead. "Senior brother, hurry up!"

The Corpse King struggled, the chains rattling, but they did not break.

It looked down at the chains, its golden eyes filled with rage.

"The exorcist dragon race? Damn it!"

Shane's lightning ball is ready.

He took a step and pushed off the ground, his whole body rushing towards the Corpse King's chest like a cannonball.

His right fist was clenched, with the golden lightning ball embedded in the surface, radiating a destructive aura.

The Corpse King tried to hide, but was firmly trapped by the Binding God Formation and could not move.

It could only watch helplessly as the fist drew closer and closer.

"This punch is like being struck by lightning," Xia En said.

He punched the Corpse King in the chest.

"boom--!!!"

The golden ball of lightning exploded.

Five bolts of lightning erupted simultaneously from the fist, forming a huge sphere of lightning that engulfed the entire upper body of the Corpse King.

Scales shattered, blood and flesh splattered, and bones were crushed.

The Corpse King let out a scream, a deafening sound, but it was drowned out by the thunder.

Its upper body was blown to pieces, and black blood and bits of flesh fell like rain.

Its lower body swayed twice before collapsing with a crash, smashing onto the ground and shaking the entire mountain.

Xia En landed back on the ground, his body drenched in sweat, his hands trembling, but his eyes were bright.

He turned around and looked at Ma Xiaoling.

Ma Xiaoling slumped to the ground, trembling all over, but she smiled.

"Senior brother...we won."

Xia En walked up to her and extended his hand.

"stand up."

Ma Xiaoling took his hand and stood up.

She looked at the ruins, at the lower half of the Corpse King slowly turning into black liquid, and suddenly asked:

"Senior brother, what was the name of that punch you just threw?"

"Struck by lightning. It was a last-minute stunt."

"Was it decided at the last minute?"

"Yes. I didn't think of a name before I started typing, but after I finished, I felt that this was the right name."

Ma Xiaoling smiled.

"Senior brother, you're so handsome."

Xia En took the lollipop out of his pocket, unwrapped it, and popped it into his mouth.

"Let's go. Let's go back to sleep."

That evening, Fang Zijian posted the video online.

The title is: "Xia En and Ma Xiaoling team up to defeat the Thousand-Year-Old Corpse King. Xia En's final punch is a devastating blow."

In the video, Xia En and Ma Xiaoling worked together seamlessly—Ma Xiaoling used the Binding God Formation to trap the Corpse King, while Xia En charged up the Five Thunderbolts Technique and shattered the Corpse King's upper body with a single punch.

In slow motion, you can clearly see the moment the golden lightning ball exploded in the Corpse King's chest.

The comments section exploded.

"A thousand-year-old zombie king! Fifteen stories tall! shattered by a single punch from Xia En!"

"Ma Xiaoling's Binding God Formation is really powerful! She trapped the Corpse King, which allowed Xia En to gather his strength."

"Is this the best teamwork from the Celestial Master's Mansion of Longhu Mountain? They're so in sync."

"With Xia En's punch, a clash of violent lightning magic, the Corpse King was reduced to nothing but ashes."