Descending upon the terrifying heavens as a superman

Chapter 80 The First Commandment of Maoshan [Zombie - The End]

A chilling gasp came from the ceiling.

Zhang Yue suddenly looked up and saw a dense mass of black corpse energy, almost tangible, rapidly spreading along the ceiling.

In the center of that black mist, Uncle Dong resembled a giant mutated spider, its limbs hanging upside down from the ceiling in an extremely twisted and inhuman posture.

Its eyes were no longer a desolate gray-white, but instead shone with two scarlet blood-red lights, a product of the twins' fierce resentment and the zombie's bloodthirsty instincts.

He became a mutated zombie, just like the music zombie.

At this moment, its greedy gaze was fixed on Little White in the center of the formation. The taste of pure Yin blood was an irresistible delicacy for it.

As long as you consume Little White, you will definitely receive a qualitative boost to your strength, which is incomparable to absorbing the power of ordinary people outside.

"roar!"

Upon seeing that Zhang Yue and his group were not armed, Uncle Dong let out a superhuman roar and shot down from the ceiling like a cannonball, bringing a foul stench as he rushed straight at Xiao Bai!

"Possessed by the Ancestral Master! Divine weapons, act swiftly as commanded! Break!"

At this critical moment, Uncle You suddenly opened his eyes. The previously dejected and thin middle-aged man seemed to have become a different person.

His bones cracked like popping beans, and his loose muscles swelled wildly as if being inflated, with veins bulging under his skin like writhing dragons, tearing his tattered coat apart!

Summoning the spirits!

Moreover, the master they invited was definitely the most skilled in close combat among all the patriarchs of Maoshan!

"The Three Mao Ancestors truly favored the lineage of Master Four Eyes."

Zhang Yue sighed. Others could only invite some nobodies when they invited gods, but Si Mu directly invited the Three Mao Ancestors.

Moreover, the person they invited might be Mao Gu, the second of the Three Mao Ancestors, who is said to be a Taoist priest specializing in physical cultivation.

When others invoke spirits, they are lucky if they succeed five out of ten times. But the lineage of Master Four Eyes has a success rate as high as ninety percent.

However, due to differences in strength, the ability to withstand the divine power of the patriarch naturally varies.

Four-Eyes is physically strong and can lift a hundred-pound bronze sword, so he can withstand even greater divine power. Uncle You is a half-baked Maoshan Taoist priest who is over fifty years old and on his deathbed, so his strength after summoning the gods is far inferior to that of the former.

Facing the mutated zombie that pounced on him, Uncle You roared and, without using any fancy spells, charged head-on into the zombie with his human body, like a tiger declaring its territory against another lion!

"boom!"

A dull, muffled thud of flesh colliding with flesh echoed in the narrow stairwell, like two heavy trucks crashing head-on.

A violent shockwave swept through the area in an instant, tearing away trash cans, broken wooden doors, and plaster from the walls of the stairwell.

Uncle Dong's body, as hard as iron, was actually brought to a stop in mid-air by Uncle You's blow, and Uncle You's feet also carved two deep grooves in the cement ground, with the soles of his shoes even rubbing together and producing burnt blue smoke.

"Come on! You inhuman beast!"

Uncle You's eyes widened. He swung his fist, which was as big as a sandbag and had a yellow talisman pasted on the knuckle, and delivered a powerful iron punch to Uncle Dong's blue-faced, fanged face.

"Bang!"

The punch landed squarely on Uncle Dong's chin, sending up a burst of dazzling sparks.

Uncle Dong's head was hit so hard it tilted to the side, and several sharp fangs mixed with black blood splattered out.

But the zombie felt no pain, and Uncle Dong swung his claw back, sweeping it towards Uncle You's chest with a sharp whooshing sound.

Uncle You raised his forearm to block, and a crisp "clang" rang out, like metal clashing.

Even with the divine power of the summoning spell protecting him, Uncle You's face turned pale, and he let out a muffled groan. His human bones had endured an immense burden in the head-on collision with the mutated zombie.

But he didn't retreat an inch. He grabbed Uncle Dong's wrist tightly with one hand and used his other hand to deliver an elbow strike, smashing it into Uncle Dong's chest like a heavy hammer.

boom! boom! boom!

"I told you to kill someone, I told you to kill someone, do you think my Maoshan Sect doesn't exist?"

Punch to the flesh!

The blows caused Uncle Dong's ribs to crack with a sickening sound, and the black corpse energy was continuously dissipated.

Outside the building at this moment.

Major Crimes Unit Captain Yuan Zonglin and many police officers stood outside the cordon, staring intently at the direction of the third floor.

They didn't know if these two Taoist priests could handle the zombies that even the Flying Tigers couldn't deal with, but—

In these three days, the number of civilian casualties was too great. The higher-ups could not withstand the pressure of public opinion and ordered them to eliminate the zombies as quickly as possible. The two Maoshan Taoist priests became their lifeline.

Officer A-Feng suddenly pointed and shouted, "Boss, look over there—"

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Suddenly, the glass on the third-floor exterior wall shattered with a loud crash, followed by huge spiderweb-like cracks appearing on the entire wall.

In one place, in two places, tiny pieces of gravel and bricks rained down on the ground.

The entire building seemed to tremble slightly to some terrifying rhythm, and the muffled rumbling sounds from above could be clearly heard dozens of meters away.

But just a short while later, the cracks on the building's exterior suddenly sprouted withered vines, like an old tree blossoming.

The exterior walls of the reinforced concrete building are visibly covered with vines!

"Gulp—" Ah Feng swallowed hard, his police uniform soaked with cold sweat. "Boss, what's going on in there? This noise—are they using C4 to blow up the building?"

Yuan Zonglin gripped the walkie-talkie tightly, his knuckles turning white: "It's alright, those are two Taoist priests catching zombies."

"Everyone, listen up! Without my absolute order, no one is to approach that building even a step!" Yuan Zonglin ordered through gritted teeth.

He knew very well that if they, mere mortals, went in, they would not only be of no help, but might even be a burden to the other side.

Let's turn our attention back to the stairwell —

The battle has reached a fever pitch.

Although Uncle Dong was beaten back by Uncle You's punches, the twins' fierce resentment completely erupted.

Its body suddenly twisted bizarrely as if it had no bones, and with a powerful kick from its legs against the wall, it transformed into a black lightning bolt, bouncing wildly between the walls on both sides of the narrow corridor.

"Swish, swish, swish!"

Its speed was so great that it left only afterimages, and its sharp claws tore deep grooves in the wall.

Uncle You was panting heavily; the power of summoning spirits was extremely taxing on the human body.

His body was covered with deep, bone-revealing claw marks, and his clothes were stained with blood, but he still stood guard on the outer edge of the formation, not letting Uncle Dong get close to Zhang Yue and Xiao Bai even a step.

"Junior brother! Are you done yet! I can't hold this beast down any longer!" Uncle You roared, blood already spilling from the corner of his mouth.

"Almost there! The five elements of metal, wood, water, and fire are all in place, only the earth formation is missing!" Zhang Yue was covered in sweat, his hands pressed tightly on the five elements compass, his fingers bleeding from the excessive force.

The compass needle spun wildly, and the yellow talismans on the surrounding walls emitted an increasingly bright light, forming a hemispherical barrier that was slowly closing.

Xiao Bai stood behind Zhang Yue, his little hands tightly gripping the hem of Zhang Yue's clothes. His face was pale, but he gritted his teeth and didn't utter a sound.

Seemingly sensing the deadly threat of the formation closing in, Uncle Dong completely went mad.

It suddenly used the wall for leverage and actually withstood Uncle You's heavy punch. Its chest was dented, but it used the recoil to fly over Uncle You's head like an arrow and rush towards Zhang Yue and Xiao Bai behind it!

"Oh no!" Zhang Yue's pupils shrank sharply. He was controlling the formation at this moment and could not leave, otherwise all the formation's efforts would be in vain. He subconsciously thought of his "other shore flower".

"You wretch! How dare you!" Uncle You roared from behind, but the distance was too great for him to turn around and give chase.

At that critical moment of life and death, Uncle You suddenly assumed a horse stance. All the blood and energy in his body, along with the magical power he had borrowed from the gods, flowed back like boiling magma, converging towards his head.

"The Secret Technique of Maoshan: The Heavenly Eye for Breaking Evil!"

"Life and Death Eyes!"

Two loud shouts rang out, and then a jaw-dropping scene unfolded.

The round-framed reading glasses that Uncle You was wearing on the bridge of his nose, which usually looked somewhat comical with their thick lenses, suddenly burst out with an extremely dazzling golden light!

However, Zhang Yue used his Eye of Life and Death to summon the Fire Pit Hell, the hellfire he usually cultivated with the "Other Shore Flower".

Two thumb-thick, almost tangible, high-temperature golden "lasers" shot out directly from Uncle You's glasses lenses and struck Uncle Dong's thigh.

The red spider lily bloomed with a dark purple light, and the surrounding area instantly turned into real flames, just like the Khitan princess Augu, who turned the tomb into a fiery hell day and night. The red spider lily itself is a powerful treasure.

But now, Zhang Yue didn't use jade as a medium. Instead, he used his Life and Death Eyes as a medium, just like the Khitan princess, to summon the hellfire from the illusion to the human world.

Uncle You's golden light contained the supremely yang and powerful Maoshan magic and the might of heavenly thunder, while Zhang Yue's hellfire contained the high temperature and supremely yang power used in the underworld to cleanse all kinds of evil spirits and resentment.

"Zzzlala17"

An extremely piercing corrosive sound erupted from Uncle Dong's body. Golden light and pure yang flames burned through Uncle Dong's skin, which was as hard as iron. Large swaths of black corpse energy melted away like snowflakes splashed with boiling water.

Furthermore, the five elements—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—are now aligned with the fire element in the Five Elements Compass, further enhancing their power.

"Awooo—!!"

Uncle Dong let out the most piercing and painful scream since the mutation began.

It tumbled painfully in mid-air, blasted back by the terrifying force, and crashed heavily into the center of the stairwell—

Uncle Dong struggled everywhere, trying desperately to break through the wall and escape outside—it wanted to run away.

But if it escapes so easily, wouldn't this Five Elements Formation be a joke?

Uncle Dong smashed through a wall, only to find a wall of fire blocking his way. He smashed through another room in an attempt to escape, only to encounter yet another wall of fire.

The Five Elements Grand Formation is closing in. Its best chance to escape was actually during the Water Formation and the Wood Formation, as these two formations were the most likely places for it to break through the walls and escape.

But by then—it was too late.

"Now!" Uncle You shouted. The golden light in his eyes suddenly dimmed, his glasses lenses were already shattered, the summoning spell had been dispelled, and he collapsed to one knee as if all his strength had been drained, spitting out large amounts of blood.

Zhang Yue's eyes turned bloodshot. He suddenly bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of his most potent yang essence blood onto the Five Elements Compass.

"The Five Elements seal the realm, Heaven and Earth are boundless, unite!"

With a roar from Zhang Yue, the last yellow beam representing "earth" shot into the sky.

Five rays of light—metal, wood, water, fire, and earth—converged at the top of the corridor, transforming into a massive golden Bagua diagram, as bright as day, which crashed down with overwhelming force.

The yellow talismans that covered the surroundings burned simultaneously, and the Bagua above transformed into indestructible golden chains, locking Uncle Dong, who was struggling wildly and emitting black smoke, firmly in the center of the formation.

No matter how it roared or tore at the chains with its claws, they remained unmoved, as if they were an insurmountable barrier.

Just moments later, Uncle Dong was completely reduced to ashes.

"Uncle You, Uncle You—" Zhang Yue's pupils contracted as he saw Uncle You lying motionless on the ground. He immediately went to his side, picked him up, and ran outside.

"Uncle You, hang in there, we'll get you to the hospital right away—"

"No, no need—" Uncle You gave a desolate smile. "I can't hold on any longer. In the time it takes to smoke a cigarette, if I can't escape the formation, I'm doomed."

Zhang Yue said, "What do you mean, the time it takes to smoke a cigarette? Isn't that the time it takes to trap a zombie?"

Uncle You shook his head. "That's one aspect—on the other hand, I'm too old—too weak, so I had to invoke the gods, which drained my lifespan—"

"Inviting the gods is like driving a tired cart. My ancestor and I drove this cart together. The ancestor doesn't care about the cost of the cart, but I have to pay for the gasoline myself."

"The more I step on the gas, the more fuel I need —"

"If you lack strength, you'll naturally have to make up for it with lifespan—"

Zhang Yue remained silent. If Uncle You hadn't used those glasses, the Heavenly Eye of Evil, to protect them at the last minute, he probably wouldn't have overdrawn his energy to this extent.

But if it were someone else...

You go and hold off Uncle Dong, while Uncle You acts as the key figure in the battle.

Zhang Yue shook his head, thinking that the knot was probably the same.

Uncle Dong has absorbed the energy of so many people, and Uncle You is now acting as the key to the attack. It's probably not just a matter of sacrificing an arm as in the original story; he'll also have to pay the price of exhausting his life.

"Those tall, slender underworld messengers were actually also looking for me. They came once before, back when I was in the hospital, but I didn't tell you—"

"Junior brother—don't feel guilty, I know your own situation. Before you leave, please teach Xiaobai for me—"

Uncle You pulled Xiao Bai's hand and placed it in Zhang Yue's hand. "Don't let him end up like me, a half-baked Maoshan Taoist priest with no one to teach him—"

Zhang Yue nodded, "Okay—"

As Zhang Yue nodded, Uncle You closed his eyes completely.

"Uncle You—Uncle You—" Xiao Bai was still pushing Uncle You's body, calling out to him incessantly.

Three months later, "Are you leaving?"

Xiao Hao and Zhang Yue sat at the food stall downstairs, just like when they first met, ordering the signature stir-fried kale, stir-fried pork ribs, stir-fried lobster, and several bottles of beer.

The food stall owner is still the same guy who looks just like Ah Wei, but this time he's very busy and Uncle You, the chef, is missing.

"Yes, I've taught him everything I needed to. I've also mastered the Maoshan classics. Xiaobai is still young and his body hasn't fully developed yet, so I'll entrust his teaching to you from now on."

Zhang Yue smiled and handed a key to Xiao Hao. "This is for you. It's a box of weapons, all blessed. You've also opened your Yin-Yang eyes. Before Xiao Bai grows into a Maoshan Taoist priest, I'll trouble you to protect him."

Holding the key, Xiao Hao said with a dejected look, "But I'm just a martial arts instructor, I can't teach him Maoshan Taoist techniques."

"The Maoshan Sect isn't just about learning Taoist arts; you also need to learn martial arts. Your kung fu is good, which perfectly complements his martial arts training."

That course —

"The true lineage of Maoshan lies in the dual cultivation of martial arts and Taoism."

"I will come back to see you someday."

Zhang Yue glanced back. The desolation of the setting sun and Xiao Hao's dejection were like the desolation of a zombie. The only thing that remained was the will of the Maoshan Sect.

The first commandment of Maoshan, the will that good and evil cannot coexist, was perfectly embodied by Uncle You.

Even if he's only half-baked.

Even though he was a decrepit old man over fifty.

Even though he changed the peach wood sword into a back scratcher, he still didn't use the yellow talisman.

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