The gods descend into reality

"Bang~"

The senior disciple gasped, and the next moment, without hesitation, he smashed the opponent's skull with a punch.

Like a humanoid Tyrannosaurus Rex, all the zombies around the senior brother died or were injured upon touching him. In an instant, the area around the senior brother seemed to have turned into a slaughterhouse, with severed limbs everywhere.

"Ugh~"

The scene on the senior brother's side made Yue Qiluo and Ning Caichen feel nauseous. Ning Caichen couldn't help but gag, and even Yue Qiluo's face didn't look very good at the moment.

Originally a Taoist priest, Yue Qiluo had taken quite a few lives in her pursuit of the evil art of immortality, but the slaughterhouse-like scene still made her feel uncomfortable.

These zombies are quite interesting, though.

Then Yue Qiluo looked at the zombies that were missing arms and legs, and even headless, yet still fearlessly pounced on her senior brother.

Is this a new variety?

After all, in my time, although zombies were immortal, had skin of copper and bones of iron and were incredibly strong, they would still lose their ability to move if their heads were cut off.

After all, although zombies are terrifying, they are ultimately born from the resentment of corpses before they died, along with a mix of other chaotic elements such as yin energy and corpse energy.

Their heads have been chopped off, so what does it matter if they harbor resentment or not? It's all gone.

Could it be that after being sealed away for so many years, the world has become something I can no longer understand?

Thinking of this, Yue Qiluo felt full of resentment.

I finally cultivated myself to the point where my soul is immortal.

His senior brother, that old fellow, had used a trick to seal him at the bottom of the well. Even for an immortal soul, reincarnation would be almost impossible, barring any unforeseen circumstances.

I thought I might be sealed away forever, but I never expected to end up in such a special place.

I don't even know how long I've been sealed away, yet even zombies have evolved like this?!

"Tear~"

"Senior Brother!"

Another sound of clothes being torn rang out, and at this moment, several bloody marks appeared on the body of Senior Brother Duan Shui Liu, some of which had even turned completely black.

Clearly, the zombie's claws were poisonous.

The eldest brother's movements were not as agile as at the beginning, and his movements gradually slowed down.

"Senior Brother!"

Ning Caichen exclaimed in surprise and was about to rush forward.

"Stop! Do you want to die?!"

Yue Qiluo grabbed Ning Caichen and shouted angrily.

Strangely enough, Ning Caichen was much taller than Yue Qiluo. Although he studied all year round, he was not thin or weak. This was because his family was poor and he often had to work to supplement the family income, so he was not thin but rather quite strong.

However, with Yue Qiluo gently pressing down on his shoulder, he was completely unable to move. But Ning Caichen, who was distracted by his senior brother's miserable state, did not notice this.

"Miss Yue, you should run away quickly. Although I, Ning Caichen, am just a weak scholar, I should still be able to buy you some time." Ning Caichen looked at Yue Qiluo with red eyes and said resolutely.

"Are you crazy? How long can you possibly stall? You're asking for it!"

Yue Qiluo's heart trembled, and she immediately reprimanded him in a cold voice.

I don't understand.

Why do one or two of them rush in even though they know they're going to die?

Delaying time?

How long can a bunch of trash hold out?

Looking at Ning Caichen, who was trying to break free from her grasp, Yue Qiluo felt a surge of disdain.

"Never mind, I'll do it."

She sighed softly, realizing that she wasn't pitying those two fools at all!

After all, this place looks extremely strange, and even I dare not easily reveal that I know evil arts. But it is precisely because this place is so strange.

The only reason I saved those two people was so that I would have two more cannon fodder to pave the way for my future!

Yes, that's definitely what I was thinking.

"Miss Yue, you?"

Ning Caichen looked at Yue Qiluo with a puzzled expression, then his eyes were filled with astonishment.

Dozens of small paper figures silently flew up around Yue Qiluo, constantly emitting giggling laughter, looking even more eerie than the zombies on her senior brother's side.

Ning Caichen couldn't help but shiver, and his gaze towards Yue Qiluo became somewhat unfamiliar.

"Heh~"

Seeing Ning Caichen's actions, Yue Qiluo sneered and was about to send the little paper doll to deal with the group of zombies, but the next moment, Yue Qiluo's movements froze.

"Waaah~"

The melodious sound of the flute echoed slowly in the air.

Suddenly, a gust of wind swept through the previously peaceful room, causing the little paper doll on her body to scream incessantly. Yue Qiluo vaguely saw a slightly thin figure slowly walking towards the zombie horde.

"The way of the ronin is to live in the face of death, hasaki!"

Chapter 200 Yasuo's Extreme Recklessness (Chapter 200, various requests)

The blade flashed.

The three or four zombies that were originally surrounding the senior brother were instantly cut in half at the waist.

The next moment, the slender man stood leaning on his sword, and the surrounding gale subsided, allowing Yue Qiluo to open her eyes.

The man's cape-like clothes fluttered in the wind, and a flute-like instrument hung from his waist, leaving Yue Qiluo and Ning Caichen standing there dumbfounded.

handsome?

Calling him handsome might be a bit of an overstatement.

After all, this man is really not handsome.

Moreover, this man's appeal isn't just about being handsome; he's truly one of those rare types—his sword is incredibly sharp, his clothes flow gracefully, and his hairstyle is stylish and dashing. Unfortunately, his sword strike was too fast, and I couldn't quite see his movements clearly.

"Are you alright, brother?"

Yasuo picked up the gourd at his waist, took a big gulp, and casually tossed it to his senior brother.

The eldest disciple gulped down a mouthful of the pungent liquor, which brought him back to his senses, his eyes filled with lingering fear.

Why did I suddenly think of selflessness in such a moment of impulse?

I almost died there just now!

I was terrified!

I don't know why, but I simply wanted to sacrifice myself for others and hold off those zombies, as if I were possessed.

Yes, it's like being bewitched.

Looking back now, I should have just ignored those two brats behind me and run away on my own!

After all, it's better to live a miserable life than to die a good death.

"Your selflessness in buying time for others is a testament to your noble character, which Yasuo admires."

Yasuo exclaimed.

Master Broken Water Flow...

I didn't want to do it either, but I ended up doing it for no reason, and I'm really desperate!

If I could, I'd even like to drag my past self back and beat him up.

Self-sacrifice for others—is that something someone like me could do?

"careful!"

Seeing a zombie baring its fangs and claws as it lunged at Yasuo, Master Broken Flow hurriedly warned him.

"No problem, step forward and slash!"

With lightning speed, Yasuo appeared behind the zombie in the next instant.

The black blood clot was useless; the zombie was instantly cut in two.

This zombie was extremely bizarre; even after being cut in two, its upper body continued to crawl relentlessly toward Yasuo, its mouth, covered in black blood, opening and closing as if trying to bite him.

"Whoosh~"

With a gentle swing of his katana, countless gusts of wind, carrying sword energy, instantly shattered the zombie's head into pieces.

This series of actions left everyone else present stunned.

Needless to say, the senior brother looked at Yasuo with a solemn expression.

This is a master!

A swordsman even stronger than his own "Severing Water Flow".

Even Yue Qiluo looked at Yasuo with a shocked expression.

Before being sealed away, if someone told him that a master swordsman could slay demons and monsters...

Yue Qiluo vowed that she would slap the other party back, then extract his soul and torture him to death!

Why don't you just fly to the sky!

But now—

Yue Qiluo just wanted to slap herself to see if she was dreaming.

This middle-aged man wielding a Japanese sword is far too strong!

Yue Qiluo began to replay the sword strike in her mind.

If I were to fight the opponent myself, I would probably find it difficult to block that sword strike if I wanted to win.

The only recourse is to hide in the shadows and use curses to kill the opponent.

"Waaah~"