Chapter 15 (1/2)
Chapter 15: Fighting for the Cave II
”Dong–Dong–Dong”
Zhang Yang travels to the opening of the cave
”Hu—”
There was moon, but no stars showing tonight. A bone chilling wind blows through the entrance of the cave, covering the area with fog. Visibility has drastically decreased inside the cave.
If a normal person were here, they would get sick from the wind of Yin. Maybe even die if they weren’t on par with a normal, healthy body.
Zhang Yang, as a zombie, naturally enjoyed this feeling of Yin wind.
Since a zombie has the body of Yin, sunlight will harm it. But it's different for Yin of wind, it was rather enjoyable.
To see through the dense fog, he spreads his spiritual sense, a.n.a.lyzing every detail within the cave.
Zhang Yang sees it, a profound coffin laid in the center of the cave.
Inside the coffin, a horrifying zombie face was present. Face full of corrupt desires.
”Bang!”
When the zombie sense Zhang Yang's external sense. It wakes him up, he lifts his shoulder and opens the coffin's lid. Jumping out of the coffin, dust floating in the air.
”Wu!”
The zombie growls. His skin was full of scorch marks, his newly shedding skin hiding his corrosive aftereffects, part of his skin was flat, deflated. His body carried tiny holes on the surface. Part of his arm burnt, He has only two fingers left. Blood-shot eyes showing a savage.
Frankly speaking, this was just a semi-lame zombie. But n.o.body should underestimate it, its power still rivaled geniuses of this plane of power.
Zhang Yang was startled by this appearance, soon receiving some thoughts.
”This old zombie's recovery speed is fast… Last night I remembered using a Strength Boosting Talisman to fight him and break one of his legs, and somehow, he recovered already?!”
”I have the <tai yin=”” refining=”” figures=””> and enough blood. I even absorbed moon essence. And my recovery speed is still nothing compared to his! Is this how powerful a Level 6 is…?”
”Wu, Wu! So a.s.suming I become Level 6, will I become as powerful as that? NO! I cannot be worse than a normal zombie, I will become something much more..”
”Dong! Dong! Dong!”
Thundering stomps come from within the cave, the zombie has started to make his moves.
”Ha! Do you actually believe that I, Zhang Yang, will actually let you out this easily?”
Zhang Yang snorts coldly, pulling out a Flame Talisman from his magical sack.
Zhang Yang makes some simple hand gestures and releases the talisman.
”Go!”
The talisman, like a s.h.i.+ning golden arrow. Shoots to the direction of the cave.
The old zombie has been attacked by these kinds of talismans for the last couple of days. He knows the terrifying effect of being smitten by one of these.
But this ”yellow arrow' doesn't hit the old zombie. Instead, it was like a curve downwards, lighting and smothering the cave entrance with yellow flames.
”Zombie with a low IQ? Easy! Tactics have probably never crossed this simple-minded fellow”
Zhang Yang wasn't giving up hope on attacking the target. What he was doing was to stall time to prepare his offensives. His plan was working thus far.
The entrance of the cave was dark and deep, as so the flame might burn brightly. It wouldn't get close to Zhang Yang.
Zhang Yang is wielding an ink marker and a sword. He uses his sword to incite the ink rope, waving it clumsily. Two minutes later, he formed an ink web outside the cave.
The ink marker and sword was taken from those Taoists. He has always been holding these items within his sack. In order to fight with this old zombie, he has been studying <secret manual=”” of=”” the=”” laoshan=”” sect=””> for a few days. As of now, he's bombarding the zombie with a plethora of talismans.
After building the ink web, Zhang Yang then proceeds to take out an ink brush, he dips the brush into the ink, mixed with cinnabar and wolf blood. He finally starts to draw on the webs.
The ink was s.h.i.+ning gold in color, each stroke leaving an impacted word.
The whole ink web was activated. The web was breathing in color, glowing and returning to normal. The words soon disappear. Then the webs of ink were just plain, nothing was different then.
Zhang Yang stares at the inside of the cave and thinks: ”I will use this ink thread as talisman paper. Draw the disgusted Zombie Repression Talisman on the thread. Although it will not last as long as a talisman, the strength of it will still be empowering in this short time. So you're welcome old fool! Have this treat!”
The effects of the Zombie Repression Talisman was still clear in Zhang Yang's mind. Three months ago, he was almost killed by Yun He's zombie repression talisman.
When Yun He used to activate his talisman, Zhang Yang could feel part of his soul sustain damage. If it hadn't been for the <tai yin=”” refining=”” figures=””> then he would already be ashes buried by dirt. Right after being captured that is, the strength of the Repression was terrifying.
Zhang Yang's talisman drawing technique is amateur level. In addition, the soul of that old zombie was so much more refined than himself. But Zhang Yang had other attacking methods of his talismans failed
Now, the power of Flame Talisman is weakening. Seeing through the fire, Zhang Yang can watches as the old zombie was growling, showing hostility.
The old zombie exchange glances with Zhang Yang. But he can't cross the fire to attack him.
”Hong!”
The old zombie is furious, slamming his arm to the cave. Rendering some stones in dust.
”Haha” Zhang Yang smiled, he slid backward, using two fingers to hold a Lightning Talisman.
Finally, the fire died down a little, the old zombie wasn't as threatened now.