The Ancient Zombie Emperor

Inside the Flowing Moon Sect that was razed to the ground.

Xiao Mu dug out one corpse after another. Xiao Tianyou and Ye Fei's hearts were heavy as they dug out a huge round hole. The three little gluttons also worked hard, pulling the corpses that Xiao Mu dug out with their snake tails and dragging them into the round pit.

They were usually naughty and mischievous, often stealing heavenly and earthly spiritual extract s and pellets from the inner sect. Now, they secretly glanced at Xiao Mu and saw their "father" had a heavy expression on his face.

Very quickly, all the bodies were placed into the round hole. Xiao Mu did not use his Spirit Qi to shake the soil, but continued to dig at the corpses one by one, burying them.

What was buried were the memories of the past ten odd years that Xiao Mu had spent in the Flowing Moon Sect, as well as a story that had been sealed away.

After eight hours, hundreds of corpses had been buried.

Xiao Mu's two fingers became two sword fingers, his eyes were as cold as an unsheathed sword, causing people's hearts to turn cold. As the sword fingers slashed through the air, sonorous sounds could be heard. A neat line of sword marks appeared on the giant rocks, and in the blink of an eye, they turned into tombstones that stood in front of the hundred person pit.

"The entire five hundred and ninety-one disciples of the Flowing Moon Sect, buried together!"

Just like a sword, the silver hook pen was drawn, emitting waves of killing intent as the words appeared. It seemed like there were over 500 Undead roaring.

Suddenly, a Martial Master Expert appeared within the broken wall and looked at Xiao Mu coldly.

"Hmph, little bastard, there's a path to heaven that you refuse to take. You came here from nowhere, yet you still dare to come back. You are courting death!" He was Bai Shangdao.

Amongst the three Martial Master Expert s that had destroyed the Flowing Moon Sect, he was currently participating.

Xiao Mu looked at Bai Shangdao, his killing intent overflowing as he said, "You are one of the three Martial Master Expert s from Qingyushan?"

"Yes, that's me." Bai Shangdao admitted it without hesitation, his face was full of cruelty, "Tsk tsk, the smell of blood is really nostalgic. There is also a female disciple of yours whom I raped and killed on the spot. Looking at her terrified and desperate face and savoring the beauty of the virgin's blood, I felt that … "

Xiao Mu's killing intent soared to the skies.

With a clang, the Asura Demon Sword was instantly pulled out. The sword cry shook the sky, and in the midst of the ruins, a towering sword aura exploded forth, tearing apart the sky. With Xiao Mu at the center, everything within a three hundred meter radius was shattered.

When Bai Shangdao appeared from within the wave of air, his arm revealed a bloody scar as fresh blood dripped down. His eyes looked at the Asura Demon Sword, showing undoubted greed.

"Haha …" You actually have such a divine weapon, he is mine now! " Bai Shangdao laughed crazily with a face full of unbridled laughter.

As he spoke, a big hand came crashing down. It was the Crest of the Heavens, a phantom image of the firmament appearing in the palm and the finger of his hand. It was like a true descent of the heavens — incomparably terrifying!

Rumble rumble rumble!

Xiao Mu released the Sword Qi that could fight against Martial Master Expert, with a face of three, he slashed onto the illusion in the sky. In a split-second, explosive sounds rang out, and space rumbled as a terrifying power of annihilation appeared out of nowhere.

Bai Shangdao's body froze, his hand released an even stronger aura of a Martial Master, and rushed forward.

"Haha, how could those early stage Martial Masters compare to my strength?" Bai Shangdao sneered.

With a flip of his hand, a terrifying force similar to a mountain descended. All of the sword energy had been annihilated, and Xiao Mu only felt a berserk energy attack towards him. When his body trembled violently, he was sent flying horizontally, a bloody palm print appearing on his chest.

Xiao Mu revealed a shocked expression. If not for his powerful diabolic body, this palm strike would have crushed his internal organs to death!

Bai Shangdao aggressively rushed over, but this time he used the Royal Palm, a pale golden palm imprint released a powerful force, striking over.

Right at this moment …

Boom!

A wave of power that caused the world to lose its color came surging over. The large, pale-golden hand was like a sailboat amidst the raging waves of the ocean, instantly disappearing. Bai Shangdao's face was filled with shock, with a pfft, his entire body was drenched in blood, at least 100 of his bones had been broken, and he flew out.

Standing out of the ruins, he had a miserable expression on his face as he looked around.

In a corner of the northeast, his pupils constricted as he saw a hunchbacked old man.

At this moment, Elder Wang came.

Looking at the destroyed Flowing Moon Sect that had been razed to the ground, Elder Wang seemed to be angry. His old face was full of gloominess as he said: "Did you do this?"

"Hmph, Sir, your cultivation, in my opinion, is only at most at Level Five Martial Master. No matter how strong you are by yourself, you are still no match for my Qingyushan. I advise you …" Bai Shangdao tried to use the Qingyushan to intimidate him.

However, an aura of death assaulted his face, causing him to stop abruptly.

With a boom, Elder Wang's withered palm struck out, causing the space to tremble violently. Bai Shangdao's body was instantly split into pieces, and blood spurted into the air!

This was Elder Wang's strength. Compared to the first time he saw him making a move, Xiao Mu was even more shocked, to the point where he could destroy a Martial Master Expert with a single palm strike.

Elder Wang looked at the destroyed Flowing Moon Sect with an indifferent expression. In the end, his gaze fell onto the hundred man trap, as if he was expressing his condolences without saying a word.

He bared his teeth and walked forward angrily, his anger rising as he roared: "You are so strong, why didn't you save Flowing Moon Sect? They are all dead, die in front of my eyes."

Xiao Mu felt weak inside. Elder Wang was an unfathomable person, if Ye Fei shouted at him like that, then once Elder Wang struck, Ye Fei's little life would be gone.

"Elder Wang, Ye Fei has offended you. I apologize." Xiao Mu apologized.

Elder Wang chuckled, and did not seem to be angry. He glanced at Ye Fei with great satisfaction, took out a letter from his sleeve, and said: "Very good."

With that, Elder Wang left the Flowing Moon Sect.

"Elder Wang, where are you going?" Xiao Mu shouted towards the old man's back.

"My fate with the Flowing Moon Sect is over. I will be leaving now." Elder Wang's voice drifted over, "Little fellow, if you want to take revenge, then I'll point you in the right direction."

"Senior, please speak." Xiao Mu's mind shook and he shouted out in ecstasy.

"Deep inside the Forbidden Ridge, there is the answer you want. This old man has … Apologize to Flowing Moon Sect. " Elder Wang's figure had already completely disappeared, and only a voice entered Xiao Mu's ears.