The Mightiest Little Master of Metaphysics
Chapter 168 - 166 Ignoring a House Full of Zombies and Hacking at Me Instead (Part 1)

Chapter 168: Chapter 166 Ignoring a House Full of Zombies and Hacking at Me Instead (Part 1)

"Ah ah ah ah ah!" Huang Mingzhuo stepped back in shock, making a sound of disbelief from deep in his throat.

So many zombies, so many fierce blood-red eyes, so many ghostly claws reaching towards him...

Impossible.

Though the yard was filled with buried bodies, these were not yet refined, so why did they suddenly turn into zombies?

Huang Mingzhuo retreated in terror, clutching the Peach Wood Sword in his hand, while his other hand grabbed the yellow paper from the table, hastily using his finger dipped in vermillion to draw a talisman.

Hundreds of zombies slowly dragged their feet toward Huang Mingzhuo. They seemed unaware, thoughtless, attracted only by the living breath.

Huang Mingzhuo, with decades of cultivation as a master, managed to quickly finish drawing a stack of talismans in the face of immense fear, randomly grabbing a handful and stuffing them into his pocket while the other hand held the Peach Wood Sword, retreating to find an opportunity to escape.

His heart gradually calmed; although the zombies were many, they were mostly low-level and not very powerful. With his years of cultivation and the Heavenly Nine Gang Formation in the room, he should be able to hold them back.

Thinking this, Huang Mingzhuo felt more at ease. He formed a mantra, chanted a spell, causing a layer of golden light to envelop the Peach Wood Sword. In his other hand, he clutched a Spirit Talisman, chanting the Demon Suppression spell.

He shouted, "Break!"

Instantly, the Spirit Talisman flew out, attaching to the nearest zombies. These zombies screamed in agony as if burned by Fierce Fire, their bodies emitting black smoke.

But the zombies behind, without a hint of fear, charged forward with black, murderous eyes.

Sweat dripped from Huang Mingzhuo’s forehead as he gritted his teeth, wielding the Peach Wood Sword. His cultivation was indeed impressive, and his swordsmanship was exquisite—stabbing, thrusting, slicing...

Soon, dozens of zombies were pierced by him, black blood flowing as they collapsed to the ground.

Though it seemed like a significant victory, there were too many zombies. Despite those in the front being burned or stabbed to death, more continued to rush forward, waving ghostly claws and opening their bloody mouths.

The room was filled with a strong, pungent smell. Huang Mingzhuo, gradually exhausted, was driven back to the stairway, killing with the Peach Wood Sword while retreating upstairs.

"Mighty deities of eight directions, make my spirit natural, Spiritual Treasure Talisman decree, announced to the nine heavens, Evil-binding, save thousands, capture the evil spirits, protect the Dharma God King, swiftly in accordance with the decree!"

As he finished speaking, he bit his tongue and spat a mouthful of blood onto the Peach Wood Sword, maximizing the power of the Heavenly Nine Gang Formation with his own cultivation.

The zombies immediately felt the force of the Array, some clawing their chests until bloody, others clutching their heads and howling in pain...

Suddenly, Huang Mingzhuo heard the clear sound of bells from above. Looking up, he saw the Array violently shaking, threads vibrating, Heavenly Beads colliding, various talismans and Magic Artifacts trembling madly, resonating with an excruciating noise.

"No, no, don’t!"

With Huang Mingzhuo’s shout, the Array finally couldn’t hold, collapsing with a loud crash, threads snapping, Heavenly Beads scattering, and Spirit Talismans self-igniting in mid-air.

The zombies felt the Array’s power vanish instantly, their suffering gradually eased, and they slowly straightened, lifting their heads to fix their eyes on Huang Mingzhuo.

"No, no! Help!"

"Ah ah ah ah ah!"

...

The zombies surged forward like a tidal wave, opening their mouths to tear Huang Mingzhuo apart. Suddenly, his chest emitted a dazzling golden light. Huang Mingzhuo thought he was doomed, yet the expected pain never came. He opened his eyes and felt around in his chest pocket.

It was actually a triangular Spirit Talisman. Under the golden light, he examined it closely; it wasn’t his.

Disregarding anything else, he seized the moment when the zombies were repelled by the golden light, turned around, and crashed through the window, tumbling out.

Landing heavily on the ground, he immediately heard the sound of something snapping on his body, but he couldn’t worry about that now. Struggling to get up, he stumbled to run away.

Suddenly, a blinding white light flashed across the sky. Purple lightning, like a roaming dragon, coursed through the rolling black clouds, striking from the distant sky to this side instantly, turning night into day.

Huang Mingzhuo’s eyes widened, his expression turning from terror to joy.

"Lei Shou! Has Lei Shou come to save me?!"

Lei Shou, a local God, known in folklore as the controller of thunder and lightning, was known for his fiery temper and hatred of evil, dealing with local injustices and upholding justice.

"Lei Shou has come to save me, hahaha!"

Huang Zhuoming was not only overwhelmed with the joy of imminent rescue but also excited about being able to brag about it later.

Because Lei Shou was so fiery-tempered, summoning him was extremely challenging for the local Xuan Sect. Few Xuan Sect practitioners had ever succeeded in inviting him.

"Thank you, Lei Shou, for saving my life!"

Huang Mingzhuo knelt on the ground with a thud, kowtowing repeatedly, his hands pressed firmly to the ground to show sincerity.

But just as he finished speaking, a cracking sound was heard, and a bright spark exploded beside him.

He quickly dodged to the side, avoiding it, then looked up to the sky and around him in shock.

"Lei Shou, you struck the wrong one, the zombies are behind..."

Before he could finish, another bolt of lightning struck.

Though Huang Zhuoming had some skills, he frantically dodged left and right, chanting the Lightning Avoidance Charm.

Although he dodged most of the lightning, a few bolts still struck near him, their searing heat and tiny currents causing a piercing pain.

He ran while shouting incoherently.

Just as he was about to collapse from exhaustion, he suddenly heard a sweet, childlike voice ring out:

"Stop!"

Huang Mingzhuo turned to see a Little Dumpling wearing a blue shirt and jacket, immediately moved to tears.

"Little girl, are you here to save me? Wuwuwu, you’re kind; Lei Shou got the wrong target, ignoring the house full of zombies and striking me instead, wuwu..."

Such a big man, covering his face and crying.

"Huh? Weren’t you so arrogant during the day?" Yun Qi tilted her head, taunting like a Little Demon with her hands behind her back, taking steady, small steps, like a Little Immortal descended from the heavens, her eyes bright as she spoke earnestly:

"Lei Shou, Yun Qi dares to ask you to show yourself, let’s clarify right and wrong face to face."

Unbeknownst to him, Huang Mingzhuo had already hidden behind Yun Qi, huddled timidly, saying, "Yun Qi, my friend, you’re wasting your effort. Even our local Xuan Sect could hardly invite Lei Shou, not to mention you, an outsider."

"So what? Should I leave you to be struck by lightning?" Yun Qi turned her head, asking irritably.

"No, no, Yun Qi, my friend, we are in the same trade. You know I didn’t kill those bodies, you have to vouch for me."

Yun Qi snorted coldly and turned to continue petitioning Lei Shou.

Only to hear her recite a Summoning Spell, her tone soft and sweet, yet particularly clear amidst the rumbling thunder and flashing lightning.

A moment later, a figure appeared in the net of purple lightning at the edge of the sky, surrounded by countless lightning bolts, holding an axe in one hand and a sharp chisel in the other, exuding intense killing intent.

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