Descending upon the terrifying heavens as a superman

night……

"Who's there? Who's over there?"

Two constables, each holding a Hanyang rifle, turned and glanced in a direction from the darkness.

The next second, in the darkness they saw only a pair of bright eyes. The two of them were momentarily dazed, their bodies stiffened, and they immediately fell into some kind of illusion.

"Oh, it's just a stray cat. You scared me! Come on, let's have another drink, brothers..."

"Come on, let's have a drink!"

The two police officers drank their wine, occasionally popping a few peanuts into their mouths as they chatted.

"Hey, zombies? What zombies? What era are we living in..."

"Exactly, do you think zombies can stop foreign gun bullets?"

"Don't be ridiculous. Even those who practice Iron Shirt Qigong can't stop it, let alone zombies."

"Hehe, even if they can stop bullets, what about cannons? One shot from one and they'll be pulverized to pieces."

"Forget cannons, just throw a few grenades and we'll blow them to smithereens."

"Hahaha... There really are zombies? I'd really like to see them."

The two were chatting and laughing, completely unaware that someone was walking past them and taking the key hanging on the wall...

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"Brother Zhang, what brings you here?"

In the cell, Uncle Nine, covered in blood, paused for a moment upon seeing Zhang Yue, then looked ahead and asked, "Didn't those jailers notice you?"

"Wait, your baby's radiance has returned?"

Uncle Nine glanced at Zhang Yue. At this moment, Zhang Yue was not wearing the magical glasses that Master Simu had specially made for him. But Zhang Yue's eyes shone brightly with divine light.

He doesn't look like he has any eye disease at all; he looks no different from a normal person.

"Ninth Uncle, my eyes are healed. I successfully survived the Blind Prison Tribulation and cultivated the Eye of Life and Death. But now is not the time to talk about that. I'm here to rescue you..."

After experiencing a true hell once again in the illusion using the Immortal-Achieving Pill, Zhang Yue finally understood why the True Immortal Temple's scriptures recorded that the Immortal-Achieving Pill was ten times more powerful than the Longevity Pill.

Unlike the one-time torture she suffered under Xie Yali's control, Zhang Yue took the Immortal Elixir this time and experienced the Eye-Gnawing Hell again and again in the illusion. Her eyes were gouged out once, and they would grow back soon after, only to be gouged out again and grow back again.

The repeated torture inflicted psychological damage time and time again.

My soul almost couldn't hold on...

Zhang Yue, whose Life and Death Eyes are in their initial stages, can induce illusions in his opponents through eye contact even without relying on insect-borne fungi, depending on their specific strength.

Uncle Nine looked surprised. "Life and Death Eyes? You really practiced that thing? Didn't I tell you that the cultivation methods of the True Immortal Temple are too extreme, and that you shouldn't try it lightly?"

In the eyes of the Maoshan sect, the pursuit of immortality through cultivation is merely an extreme measure, as long as it does not harm others or endanger the common people.

Didn't you see that Master Four Eyes can even create zombies?

Those who harm the lives of ordinary people are the true evil cultivators.

Uncle Nine was always worried that Zhang Yue would go astray, which is why he kept trying to persuade him.

"This is not the time to say that. My Life and Death Eye technique is newly mastered and still immature. I can only control them for a very short time. How did you get so badly injured? Did those bastards torture you?"

As soon as Zhang Yue opened the cell door and helped Uncle Jiu up, he smelled blood and noticed that his hands, which were supporting Uncle Jiu, were stained with blood...

And let alone in ancient times, even in modern times, there are still many instances of torture being used in private...

Damn it, another unexpected turn of events has occurred.

The top dog in the paranormal world is injured and probably can't catch zombies anymore. What should we do now, everyone?

Uncle Nine sighed, "It's not their fault. Old Master Ren escaped from the grave with good reason and evidence, so it's normal for them to suspect me..."

The plot has changed once again. In the original story, Ah Wei looks like a good-for-nothing, so he randomly finds Uncle Jiu to be a scapegoat and convicts him to please Ren Tingting.

But here, what Awei said makes a lot of sense...

If it was indeed Old Master Ren who killed him, then Old Master Ren escaped from the graveyard, and Uncle Jiu is inextricably linked to Old Master Ren's death.

After all, he personally oversaw the relocation and burial. If Uncle Jiu hadn't let him off the hook, how could Old Master Ren, this zombie, have escaped the seal?

"They have evidence to support their suspicions about me. Why was everything alright when Old Master Ren was in the mortuary, but the incident happened immediately after the grave was taken? I can't explain this..."

"I didn't kill Bo Ren, but Bo Ren died because of me..."

Zhang Yue hurriedly said, "Ninth Uncle, it has nothing to do with you. I went to Old Master Ren's grave and saw that the soul-suppressing nails on his coffin had been secretly pried open, so this is a man-made disaster."

Uncle Nine was taken aback. "The Soul-Suppressing Nails were pried open. No wonder..."

"Let me help you leave first, we'll talk again back at the mortuary..."

Zhang Yue helped Uncle Jiu up and was about to leave, but Uncle Jiu nodded. He wasn't stubborn and didn't want to stay in the cell to prove his innocence, since they might beat him to death anyway.

"Wait, um..."

"What's wrong, Uncle Nine?"

"Did you bring a peach wood sword, or some yellow talismans...?"

Halfway there, Uncle Nine suddenly stopped and said to Zhang Yue, "Master Ren's body is still inside. It has already been infected with corpse poison. If we leave it alone, it will definitely turn into a zombie in the middle of the night."

Zhang Yue said, "Isn't that better? Ignore them, that way you can clear your name."

Perhaps it was from being exposed to the cultivation methods of the True Immortal Temple that Zhang Yue's personality began to become cunning and ruthless.

"No!" Uncle Nine said sternly, "The Maoshan sect takes it upon itself to protect the peace and tranquility of the people; we absolutely cannot stand by and watch someone die..."

"If we ignore the zombies, they will suck human blood and harm not only the police station, but also the surrounding villagers..."

Zhang Yue glanced at the stubborn Uncle Jiu and immediately nodded, "Alright, I'll go back for a bit, Uncle Jiu, please wait here..."

A short while later, Zhang Yue returned, clapped his hands, and told Uncle Jiu that it was resolved.

It was said that the problem was solved, but in reality, Zhang Yue had only stuck a yellow talisman on Master Ren's face. As long as it wasn't torn off, everything would be fine.

Once someone tears it apart, then...

That's none of his business.

Not long after they left, the security team leader, Awei, happened to lead a group of men into the prison.

Not long after they went inside, a commotion erupted, accompanied by gunshots—

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Meanwhile, in a village outside the town...

Many families with the surname Ren live here; they are all collateral relatives of the Ren family.

But tonight, in the middle of the night, suddenly every household lit candles and started banging drums and gongs.

"Murder! Murder!"

"Come out and help!"

When the villagers came out with their swords and hoes to help, they discovered that the killer was not human.

Instead, it was a zombie with a ferocious face, dressed in Qing Dynasty official robes.

Swords and knives struck it, but only sparks flew. Even when the village chief fired a shot at it with a homemade gun, it did not cause any damage.

Instead, the constant attacks angered it, and it killed several more adult strong men.

That bloodthirsty look sent chills down your spine and made your hands and feet go cold.