Chapter 134 - 98: The Vengeful Shangguan Luoxue

Chapter 134: Chapter 98: The Vengeful Shangguan Luoxue

As Beitang Batian made his indignant escape, the Demonic Qi that had shrouded the courtyard like an iron curtain mostly dissipated.

Jiang Mu clutched his abdomen, his face pale.

He had been lucky to survive, but Beitang Batian had gouged him in the abdomen.

Blood was still seeping from the wound.

Seeing the zombie Han Chenghu roar and lunge, Jiang Mu had initially planned to let it "take a stab" at him, too.

He wanted to see if he could replicate the miraculous effect from before.

But as soon as he got close, he sensed the Corpse Qi on its body was completely different from Beitang Batian’s pure, sinister Demonic Qi.

The Evil Qi was extremely dense.

’If I get stabbed by this, forget about recharging. The corpse poison would probably go straight to my heart, and I’d kick the bucket on the spot.’

Jiang Mu didn’t dare to fool around anymore. With a light tap of his toes, he brushed past the zombie’s claws and swung a backhanded slash at the nape of its neck.

CLANG!

Sparks flew. The slash only left a white mark on the zombie’s neck bone.

’This thing’s hide is thick!’

Jiang Mu clicked his tongue. His figure vanished again, reappearing on a decorative rockery ten steps away.

Against an old monster like Beitang Batian, he was indeed powerless to resist.

But against a brainless zombie?

The room for maneuvering was immense.

After all, the thing lacked intelligence and knew no tactics. It was driven solely by bloodlust and resentment, moving in a straightforward, undisciplined manner.

Jiang Mu could completely lead it around like a dog on a leash, turning back to slash at it every so often.

Of course, anyone else would never dare to be so reckless.

Zombies were actually extremely fast. Especially since they seemed tireless, their stamina was top-tier among Demon Fiends.

Their only weakness was their lack of intelligence; they would only gain sapience at Tier Seven or higher.

It was like those special zombies from some movies.

Ordinary Cultivators wouldn’t dare get entangled with one.

Just as Yan Fenghuo had said, no matter how strong a Cultivator was, their Star Power would eventually run out. They couldn’t keep it up forever.

But Jiang Mu could.

He was a cheater.

His mastery of the Spirit Snake Body Step, combined with his unpredictable Instant Teleportation, made him a nightmare to catch. Add to that the endless supply of stamina from his Demon Slot, and he was the natural bane of zombies.

And so, a bizarre scene unfolded in the courtyard of the Han Mansion.

Jiang Mu would leap onto the eaves, then skim across the pond, then dash through corridors and past pillars...

The zombie roared and chased after him.

But it would always lunge at empty air just as it was about to touch him.

And whenever the zombie froze for a moment in rage from its repeated misses, Jiang Mu would appear like a phantom and bring down a Heaven-Breaking Slash!

Ten slashes, twenty slashes, fifty slashes...

Over and over again.

You chase, I run.

You stop, I slash.

It was just like walking an over-energetic husky.

Finally, the zombie Han Chenghu was literally run into the ground. Jiang Mu had shattered the bone armor at its joints, and it could only lie there, waving its arms futilely and grasping at the air toward Jiang Mu, who stood several yards away.

It couldn’t even stand up.

If any other Demon Slayer Envoys saw this, they would definitely start questioning their reality.

A Tier Five Zombie King was actually run to death by a Third Realm Cultivator?

Who the hell would believe that?!

It just went to show how monstrous Jiang Mu was.

However, Jiang Mu wasn’t feeling too good himself at the moment.

Although his stamina could be infinitely replenished, the wound in his abdomen had torn open wider from the intense movement, and blood had stained half of his robes.

’The Demonic Qi only restores my mana, not my health.’

He swallowed a handful of Healing Elixirs, barely managing to suppress his injuries.

"You motherfucker..."

Jiang Mu clutched the bleeding wound in his abdomen, looked at the zombie roaring on the ground not far away, and cursed irritably,

"Useless idiot! You couldn’t kill that old bastard, so what was the point of chasing me?

Now you know why your wife couldn’t forget about me, right? You just don’t measure up, pal. I last way longer than you!"

Naturally, the zombie couldn’t understand this humiliating taunt.

It just waved its arms instinctively.

Seeing that it really couldn’t get up, Jiang Mu walked over with his blade. "Remember to be born with a brain in your next life."

Jiang Mu raised his blade and brought it down.

SQUELCH!

The head rolled away, and black blood splattered.

A steady stream of black energy flowed from the zombie’s remains, traveling up Jiang Mu’s arm and into his Demon Slot.

The dark red bloodline on it visibly rose a notch.

Jiang Mu let out a long sigh of relief. He staggered over to the stone steps under the corridor, tore off a corner of his robes, and haphazardly wrapped it around the wound on his abdomen.

Just then, the vines that had sealed the courtyard walls spontaneously combusted, turning into wisps of black smoke.

Immediately after, the noisy shouts of Demon-slaying Bureau personnel could be heard from outside.

The black mist that filled the courtyard also began to dissipate.

The first one to leap over the wall was Yan Fenghuo.

He immediately spotted Jiang Mu sitting against a pillar under the corridor. His expression changed drastically, and he rushed over. "Master Jiang!"

"Heh heh..."

Jiang Mu twitched the corner of his mouth, too weak to make a proper sarcastic comment.

"Just like in the movies. The Officials always show up last to clean up the mess."

"Master Jiang, you’re injured?"

Yan Fenghuo was horrified to see the blood seeping through the cloth wrapped around his abdomen.

’The last time, this guy took on several hundred Demons by himself and came out unscathed. How did he get so seriously injured this time?’

’What kind of terrifying thing did he run into?’

Jiang Mu waved his hand. "I’m not gonna die. But it’s true I almost kicked it. I killed the zombie, but a Ghost Cultivator got away."

"A zombie?"

Yan Fenghuo followed his gaze.

Only then did he notice the headless corpse not far away. He walked closer for a better look, and his mind went blank with a buzz.

"A... a Tier Five zombie?!"

He stared at Jiang Mu as if he were looking at a monster. "You killed it by yourself?"

"Yeah. You think you did it?" Jiang Mu said.

Yan Fenghuo’s scalp tingled.

’Bro, are you getting more and more ridiculous?’

’A Tier Five zombie!’

’His Fourth Hall had once mobilized more than thirty elite members to encircle and kill a Tier Five zombie. They had set up an inescapable net and still had to move heaven and earth to finally take it down.’

’And now you’re telling me you soloed it?’