nà jiāng shī yě huà wèi yī dào xuè guāng ， xùn jié yǐ jí de zhuī le chū lái ， bù guò lín xuān zěn me kàn ， dōu jué de tā bù xiàng shì shàng dàng ， fǎn ér gèng xiàng shì bù xiǎng huǐ sǔn nà xiē shàng huó zhe de xiū shì de ròu shēn 。
那僵尸也化为一道血光，迅捷以极的追了出来，不过林轩怎么看，都觉得它不像是上当，反而更像是不想毁损那些尚活着的修士的肉身。
That zombie also transformed into a blood-colored light, chasing after Lin Xuan with incredible speed. However, no matter how Lin Xuan looked at it, he felt that it didn't seem to have fallen for the trap; instead, it appeared more like it didn't want to damage the bodies of those still living cultivators.
xīn niàn yī dòng ， lín xuān lì kè cāo zòng nà lǚ yīn hún fēi chū le dòng xué 。
心念一动，林轩立刻操纵那缕阴魂飞出了洞穴。
With a thought, Lin Xuan immediately controlled the yin spirit to fly out of the cave. Just as his consciousness returned, there was an explosion sound, and Zhang Yi and Chen Yu appeared before him. Although they were only a few meters away from Lin Xuan, the two who were fully engaged in fighting the zombie didn't notice the young man beside them. Instead, the red light in the zombie's eyes flickered as it glanced over.
gāng gāng shōu huí shén shí ， jiā zá zhe bào zhà de shēng yīn ， zhāng yì yǔ chén yǔ yě chū xiàn zài le yǎn qián 。
刚刚收回神识，夹杂着爆炸的声音，张翼与陈雨也出现在了眼前。
Lin Xuan naturally wouldn’t join the battle and retreated to one side again. Zhang Yi’s expression was extremely serious, no longer showing any of his earlier ease. The Cold Scale Sword transformed into a blue lightning bolt, circling around the zombie and searching for openings to attack.
suī rán cǐ kè ， tā men jù lí lín xuān bù guò shù zhàng zhī yuǎn ， dàn zhèng quán lì yǔ jiāng shī zhēng dòu de liǎng rén bìng méi yǒu fā xiàn páng biān de shào nián 。
虽然此刻，他们距离林轩不过数丈之远，但正全力与僵尸争斗的两人并没有发现旁边的少年。
A loud bang echoed as the Cold Scale Sword struck the zombie's arm. Initially, Zhang Yi was delighted, but then his face turned ugly. He couldn’t even cut through the other’s body!
fǎn ér shì nà jiāng shī yǎn zhōng hóng máng yī shǎn ， cháo zhe zhè biān wàng le yī yǎn 。
反而是那僵尸眼中红芒一闪，朝着这边望了一眼。
Although zombies were known for their immense strength and hard bodies like steel, it wasn't supposed to be able to withstand the attacks of condensation core cultivators' treasures! Even the King Zombie couldn’t do that!
lín xuān zì rán bú huì cān zhàn ， zài cì yǐn nì yú yī biān 。
林轩自然不会参战，再次隐匿于一边。
Could it be...
zhǐ jiàn zhāng yì liǎn shàng de biǎo qíng níng zhòng yǐ jí ， sī háo yě méi yǒu gāng cái de qīng sōng qiè yì ， hán lín jiàn huà wèi yī dào lán sè de shǎn diàn ， rào zhe jiāng shī pán xuán fēi wǔ ， xún zhǎo kòng xì gōng jī 。
只见张翼脸上的表情凝重以极，丝毫也没有刚才的轻松惬意，寒鳞剑化为一道蓝色的闪电，绕着僵尸盘旋飞舞，寻找空隙攻击。
A dark cloud appeared on Zhang Yi's face as he used another secret technique. The zombie attacked first. A low growl came from its throat, and countless blood-red ghost mists suddenly sprang up all over its body.
“ pēng ” de yī shēng jù xiǎng chuán lái ， què shì hán lín jiàn yǔ zhǎn shàng le jiāng shī de shǒu bì ， zhāng yì xiān shì yī xǐ ， rán hòu biǎo qíng jiù biàn dé nán kàn wú bǐ 。
“嘭”的一声巨响传来，却是寒鳞剑与斩上了僵尸的手臂，张翼先是一喜，然后表情就变得难看无比。
"Hmph, zombie poison!"
jū rán wú fǎ zhǎn rù duì fāng de shēn qū ！
居然无法斩入对方的身躯！
Luster flashed across Zhang Yi’s face as he snapped his fingers and a small green葫芦hovered. He then rubbed his hands together and shouted, "Duo!"
suī rán jiāng shī zhè zhǒng guài wù běn jiù lì dà wú qióng ， hún shēn yìng shì gāng tiě ， dàn yě méi tīng shuō kě yǐ yìng hàn níng dān qī xiū shì de fǎ bǎo a ！
虽然僵尸这种怪物本就力大无穷，浑身硬似钢铁，但也没听说可以硬撼凝丹期修士的法宝啊！
The little bottle spun around, emitting flashes of light. It seemed to use some secret technique to suck in all the ghost mists.
jiù shì shī wáng yě zuò bú dào ！
就是尸王也做不到！
"Senior Brother, danger!"
nán dào ……
难道……
Zhang Yi was smug, but he heard a cry from behind him as a red silk ribbon flew over, forming a shield. Just as quickly, a bone arrow several inches long shot towards the shield and struck it.
zhāng yì liǎn shàng yīn yún mì bù 。 zhèng xiàng shǐ yòng bié dì mì fǎ 。 nà jiāng shī què xiān gōng jī la 。 tā dì hóu zhōng yī shēng dī hǒu 。 hún shēn sà rán mào qǐ wú shù xuè hóng sè dì guǐ wù 。
张翼脸上阴云密布。正像使用别地秘法。那僵尸却先攻击啦。它地喉中一声低吼。浑身飒然冒起无数血红色地鬼雾。
Zhang Yi felt his body soften as cold sweat soaked through his back...
“ hēng 。 shī dú ！”
“哼。尸毒！”
How close!
zhāng yì liǎn shàng lì máng yī shǎn 。 zài yāo jiān dì chǔ wù dài zhōng yī pāi 。 yí gè qīng sè dì xiǎo hú lú jiù xuán fú le qǐ lái 。
张翼脸上厉芒一闪。在腰间地储物袋中一拍。一个青色地小葫芦就悬浮了起来。
He didn’t expect this zombie to be so cunning; the ghost mists were just a distraction. The real attack was that bone arrow! If not for his junior sister’s quick reflexes…
rán hòu tā liǎng shǒu yī cuō 。 qīng chì dào ：“ duō ！”
然后他两手一搓。轻叱道：“咄！”
An anger rose in Zhang Yi's heart. Since he had condensed his golden core, he had never suffered such humiliation. He almost lost his life.
nà hú lú dī liū liū yī zhuǎn 。 biǎo miàn guāng huá lián shǎn 。 yě bù zhī shǐ yòng le shén me mì fǎ 。 jìng rán jiāng guǐ wù quán bù xī rù qí zhōng 。
那葫芦滴溜溜一转。表面光华连闪。也不知使用了什么秘法。竟然将鬼雾全部吸入其中。
With a resentful gesture, he retrieved the bottle and a faint blue protective shield appeared around him as he activated defensive barriers. His face relaxed considerably; daring to provoke him meant this zombie was living too long.
“ shī xiōng ， wēi xiǎn 1”
“师兄，危险1”
He clasped his hands in front of his chest and muttered incantations under his breath. A massive surge of spiritual energy emanated from his body, encompassing an area several meters wide.
zhāng yì yáng yáng zì dé ， rán ér ěr biān què chuán lái yī shēng jīng hū ， zhǐ jiàn nǚ xiū de hóng líng fēi le guò lái ， jié chéng le yí miàn dùn pái 。
张翼洋洋自得，然而耳边却传来一声惊呼，只见女修的红绫飞了过来，结成了一面盾牌。
"Freeze!"
shuō yě chí ， nà yě kuài ， yī gēn shù cùn zhǎng de gǔ jiàn fēi le guò lái ， zāi zài nà bù dùn zhī shàng 。
说也迟，那也快，一根数寸长的骨箭飞了过来，栽在那布盾之上。
With a swift gesture, a white mist pushed out from his palms. Unlike ordinary zombies, this one had intelligence and could see the danger. It tried to dodge but faced not just Zhang Yi.
zhāng yì zhǐ jué hún shēn yī ruǎn ， bèi hòu zhān mǎn le lěng hàn ……
张翼只觉浑身一软，背后沾满了冷汗……
M Chen Yu’s strength was slightly weaker, but she was still a condensation core cultivator and was paired with Zhang Yi, their minds connected. She opened her mouth and spat out a small red bead.
hǎo xiǎn ！
好险！
It hit the zombie's back. Despite its size, it had significant power; thisFiery Divine Thunderwas forged from her dan fire. The loud explosion even damaged the King Zombie’s body, which hadn’t been harmed by any treasure before.
méi xiǎng dào zhè jiāng shī rú cǐ jiǎo huá 。 guǐ wù shī dú bù guò shì zhàng yǎn dì dōng xī ， nà gǔ jiàn cái shì zhēn zhèng de gōng jī ， rú guǒ bú shì shī mèi yǎn líng shǒu kuài ……
没想到这僵尸如此狡猾。鬼雾尸毒不过是障眼地东西，那骨箭才是真正的攻击，如果不是师妹眼灵手快……
"Ao!"
yī gǔ nù qì zì zhāng yì de xiōng zhōng shēng qǐ ， zì cóng níng chéng jí jīn dān tā hái cóng méi yǒu chī guò zhè zhǒng kǔ tóu 。 chà yì diǎn jiāng xiǎo mìng yě diū le 。
一股怒气自张翼的胸中升起，自从凝成级金丹他还从没有吃过这种苦头。差一点将小命也丢了。
The zombie was extremely angry as Zhang Yi’s white mist approached his chest. Crystalline ice formed on his chest and spread down to his abdomen.
mǎn shì yuàn dú de yī zhāo shǒu ， shōu huí nà hú lú ， rán hòu yī céng dàn lán sè de hù zhào chū xiàn zài shēn zhōu ， jì chū fáng hù jìn zhì yǐ hòu 。 zhāng yì de liǎn sè ān rán le bù shǎo ， jū rán gǎn rě dào zì jǐ tóu shàng ， zhè jiāng shī shì huó nì le 。
满是怨毒的一招手，收回那葫芦，然后一层淡蓝色的护罩出现在身周，祭出防护禁制以后。张翼的脸色安然了不少，居然敢惹到自己头上，这僵尸是活腻了。
The old man practiced water attribute techniques; this rapid freezing technique was his specialty. Even the pure yang dan fire of a condensation core cultivator couldn’t melt it, and many enemies had already fallen to his hands.
shuāng shǒu bào yú xiōng qián ， nán nán de niàn qǐ le mì zhòu 。
双手抱于胸前，喃喃的念起了密咒。
First freeze the opponent, then use the Cold Scale Sword for one final strike. No matter how formidable the monster might be, only complete annihilation remained.
yǐ tā de shēn tǐ wèi zhōng xīn ， chuán lái jù dà de líng lì bō dòng ， jiāng shù zhàng fāng yuán de fàn wéi ， quán dōu nà rù qí zhōng 。
以他的身体为中心，传来巨大的灵力波动，将数丈方圆的范围，全都纳入其中。
Zhang Yi’s hands waved repeatedly, several blue lights entering the Cold Scale Sword. After absorbing spiritual energy, the sword grew in size and returned to its original length of five or six meters.
“ bīng fēng ！”
“冰封！”
"Die!"
sà rán yī shēn shǒu ， yī dào bái méng méng dì wù qì zì tā de shuāng shǒu xiàng wài tuī chū 。 yǔ pǔ tōng de jiāng shī bù tóng ， yǎn qián zhè tóu kě shì yǒu líng zhì de 。 zì rán kàn chū le bù tuǒ ， chōu shēn xiǎng duǒ ， kě xī tā miàn duì dì duì shǒu bìng bù jǐn jǐn zhǐ yǒu yí gè 。
飒然一伸手，一道白蒙蒙地雾气自他的双手向外推出。与普通的僵尸不同，眼前这头可是有灵智的。自然看出了不妥，抽身想躲，可惜他面对地对手并不仅仅只有一个。
With a fierce swing of his right hand, the treasure sword emitted a thunderous roar as it slashed down on the King Zombie.
nà chén yǔ de shí lì suī rán shāo ruò ， dàn bì jìng yě shì níng dān qī de gāo shǒu ， hé kuàng yǔ zhāng yì nǎi shì dào lǚ ， xīn yì xiāng tōng 。
那陈雨的实力虽然稍弱，但毕竟也是凝丹期的高手，何况与张翼乃是道侣，心意相通。
The zombie let out an angry cry as it suddenly opened its mouth, spitting out a green light. The light grew to several meters long and met the Cold Scale Sword in mid-air.
zhāng kāi tán kǒu 。 cóng lǐ miàn tǔ chū yī kē chì hóng sè de xiǎo zhū 。
张开檀口。从里面吐出一颗赤红色的小珠。
"What... this..."
jī zhòng jiāng shī dì bèi hòu ， bié kàn xiǎo ， wēi lì què shì bù fán ， zhè liè yán shén léi nǎi shì tā yòng dān huǒ suǒ liàn ， yī shēng jù xiǎng ， lián fǎ bǎo yě bù céng shāng de shī wáng ， bèi hòu jū rán bèi zhà fēi le yī dà kuài xuè ròu 。
击中僵尸地背后，别看小，威力却是不凡，这烈炎神雷乃是她用丹火所炼，一声巨响，连法宝也不曾伤的尸王，背后居然被炸飞了一大块血肉。
Looking at the two flying treasures in the sky, both male and female cultivators were filled with disbelief on their faces.
“ áo ！”
“嗷！”
"Senior Brother!"
jiāng shī fèn nù yǐ jí ， zhāng yì suǒ tuī chū de bái qì què yǐ dào le tā de miàn qián 。
僵尸愤怒以极，张翼所推出的白气却已到了他的面前。
Chen Yu covered her mouth as Zhang Yi, though more composed, couldn’t help muttering, "Jade Green Blade. This… this is clearly my junior brother’s treasure."
xiōng kǒu chū xiàn le jīng yíng de bīng kuài ， bìng yán zhe jǐng xiàng hé xiǎo fù xiàng shàng xià màn yán 。
胸口出现了晶莹的冰块，并沿着颈项和小腹像上下蔓延。
Although they had prepared for the possibility of their junior brother being killed after seeing how formidable the King Zombie was, no one expected a monster to use a cultivator's treasure.
lǎo zhě xiū liàn de nǎi shì shuǐ shǔ xìng gōng fǎ 。 zhè zhāo jí dòng bīng fēng kě shì tā de ná shǒu jué zhāo 。 jiù suàn shì níng dān xiū shì de chún yáng dān huǒ yě róng huà bù diào ， gàn diào de qiáng dí yǐ yǒu bù shǎo 。
老者修炼的乃是水属性功法。这招急冻冰封可是他的拿手绝招。就算是凝丹修士的纯阳丹火也融化不掉，干掉的强敌已有不少。
After all, unlike spiritual artifacts, treasures required constant nurturing by true essence in the cultivator's body to reach the realm of self and treasure becoming one. A life-bound treasure was essentially indistinguishable from the cultivator’s flesh and blood; in other words, even if the owner died, another person couldn’t use it.
xiān jiāng duì shǒu dòng qǐ lái 。 rán hòu yòng hán lín jiàn shī yǐ yī jī ， jiù suàn shì zài lì hài dì guài wù ， yě zhǐ yǒu shén xíng jù miè yī tú 。
先将对手冻起来。然后用寒鳞剑施以一击，就算是再厉害地怪物，也只有神形俱灭一途。
Because the spiritual energy on a treasure repelled its new user.
zhāng yì de shuāng shǒu lián lián huī wǔ ， shù dào lán guāng bèi dǎ rù hán lín jiàn zhōng ， xī shōu fǎ lì yǐ hòu ， hán lín jiàn yíng fēng jiù zhǎng ， zài cì biàn chéng le wǔ liù zhàng zhǎng 。
张翼的双手连连挥舞，数道蓝光被打入寒鳞剑中，吸收法力以后，寒鳞剑迎风就涨，再次变成了五六丈长。
Of course, this didn't mean it was impossible to use. If you were willing to spend decades or even hundreds of years removing the original owner's presence from the treasure and then re-implanting it in your body for cultivation, that would take over a hundred years. Then the treasure would be yours.
“ qù sǐ ba ！”
“去死吧！”
The process was just as arduous as forging a new treasure, which few cultivators were willing to do because such treasures lacked some of the original power...
yòu shǒu měng de huī xià ， hōng lōng ， bǎo jiàn yǐn yǐn fā chū léi míng bān de jù xiǎng ， hū xiào zhe xiàng zhe shī wáng dāng tóu kǎn xià 。
右手猛的挥下，轰隆，宝剑隐隐发出雷鸣般的巨响，呼啸着向着尸王当头砍下。
And this was precisely the problem; even if a cultivator could seize another’s treasure, they couldn’t use it, let alone a spirit-soul monster like this zombie.
nà shī wáng yī shēng guài xiào ， tū rán zhāng kāi zuǐ ， cóng lǐ miàn pēn chū yī lǚ lǜ guāng 。
那尸王一声怪啸，突然张开嘴，从里面喷出一缕绿光。
But what was going on with this zombie?
nà guāng tóng yàng shùn jiān zhǎng dào le shù zhàng zhī zhǎng ， yǔ hán lín jiàn yíng shàng 。
那光同样瞬间涨到了数丈之长，与寒鳞剑迎上。
What was happening here?
That zombie also transformed into a blood-colored light, chasing after Lin Xuan with incredible speed. However, no matter how Lin Xuan looked at it, he felt that it didn't seem to have fallen for the trap; instead, it appeared more like it didn't want to damage the bodies of those still living cultivators.
With a thought, Lin Xuan immediately controlled the yin spirit to fly out of the cave. Just as his consciousness returned, there was an explosion sound, and Zhang Yi and Chen Yu appeared before him. Although they were only a few meters away from Lin Xuan, the two who were fully engaged in fighting the zombie didn't notice the young man beside them. Instead, the red light in the zombie's eyes flickered as it glanced over.
Lin Xuan naturally wouldn’t join the battle and retreated to one side again. Zhang Yi’s expression was extremely serious, no longer showing any of his earlier ease. The Cold Scale Sword transformed into a blue lightning bolt, circling around the zombie and searching for openings to attack.
A loud bang echoed as the Cold Scale Sword struck the zombie's arm. Initially, Zhang Yi was delighted, but then his face turned ugly. He couldn’t even cut through the other’s body!
Although zombies were known for their immense strength and hard bodies like steel, it wasn't supposed to be able to withstand the attacks of condensation core cultivators' treasures! Even the King Zombie couldn’t do that!
Could it be...
A dark cloud appeared on Zhang Yi's face as he used another secret technique. The zombie attacked first. A low growl came from its throat, and countless blood-red ghost mists suddenly sprang up all over its body.
"Hmph, zombie poison!"
Luster flashed across Zhang Yi’s face as he snapped his fingers and a small green葫芦hovered. He then rubbed his hands together and shouted, "Duo!"
The little bottle spun around, emitting flashes of light. It seemed to use some secret technique to suck in all the ghost mists.
"Senior Brother, danger!"
Zhang Yi was smug, but he heard a cry from behind him as a red silk ribbon flew over, forming a shield. Just as quickly, a bone arrow several inches long shot towards the shield and struck it.
Zhang Yi felt his body soften as cold sweat soaked through his back...
How close!
He didn’t expect this zombie to be so cunning; the ghost mists were just a distraction. The real attack was that bone arrow! If not for his junior sister’s quick reflexes…
An anger rose in Zhang Yi's heart. Since he had condensed his golden core, he had never suffered such humiliation. He almost lost his life.
With a resentful gesture, he retrieved the bottle and a faint blue protective shield appeared around him as he activated defensive barriers. His face relaxed considerably; daring to provoke him meant this zombie was living too long.
He clasped his hands in front of his chest and muttered incantations under his breath. A massive surge of spiritual energy emanated from his body, encompassing an area several meters wide.
"Freeze!"
With a swift gesture, a white mist pushed out from his palms. Unlike ordinary zombies, this one had intelligence and could see the danger. It tried to dodge but faced not just Zhang Yi.
M Chen Yu’s strength was slightly weaker, but she was still a condensation core cultivator and was paired with Zhang Yi, their minds connected. She opened her mouth and spat out a small red bead.
It hit the zombie's back. Despite its size, it had significant power; thisFiery Divine Thunderwas forged from her dan fire. The loud explosion even damaged the King Zombie’s body, which hadn’t been harmed by any treasure before.
"Ao!"
The zombie was extremely angry as Zhang Yi’s white mist approached his chest. Crystalline ice formed on his chest and spread down to his abdomen.
The old man practiced water attribute techniques; this rapid freezing technique was his specialty. Even the pure yang dan fire of a condensation core cultivator couldn’t melt it, and many enemies had already fallen to his hands.
First freeze the opponent, then use the Cold Scale Sword for one final strike. No matter how formidable the monster might be, only complete annihilation remained.
Zhang Yi’s hands waved repeatedly, several blue lights entering the Cold Scale Sword. After absorbing spiritual energy, the sword grew in size and returned to its original length of five or six meters.
"Die!"
With a fierce swing of his right hand, the treasure sword emitted a thunderous roar as it slashed down on the King Zombie.
The zombie let out an angry cry as it suddenly opened its mouth, spitting out a green light. The light grew to several meters long and met the Cold Scale Sword in mid-air.
"What... this..."
Looking at the two flying treasures in the sky, both male and female cultivators were filled with disbelief on their faces.
"Senior Brother!"
Chen Yu covered her mouth as Zhang Yi, though more composed, couldn’t help muttering, "Jade Green Blade. This… this is clearly my junior brother’s treasure."
Although they had prepared for the possibility of their junior brother being killed after seeing how formidable the King Zombie was, no one expected a monster to use a cultivator's treasure.
After all, unlike spiritual artifacts, treasures required constant nurturing by true essence in the cultivator's body to reach the realm of self and treasure becoming one. A life-bound treasure was essentially indistinguishable from the cultivator’s flesh and blood; in other words, even if the owner died, another person couldn’t use it.
Because the spiritual energy on a treasure repelled its new user.
Of course, this didn't mean it was impossible to use. If you were willing to spend decades or even hundreds of years removing the original owner's presence from the treasure and then re-implanting it in your body for cultivation, that would take over a hundred years. Then the treasure would be yours.
The process was just as arduous as forging a new treasure, which few cultivators were willing to do because such treasures lacked some of the original power...
And this was precisely the problem; even if a cultivator could seize another’s treasure, they couldn’t use it, let alone a spirit-soul monster like this zombie.
But what was going on with this zombie?
What was happening here?