"Cough... cough cough..."

Accompanied by a hoarse coughing sound.

As Lin Heng anticipated, that king corpse with its monstrously deformed physique slowly crawled up from the pit.

Its zombie body was already somewhat battered and deformed from the pressure of the celestial thunder, with charred skin split open, oozing black blood from time to time.

"Roar!!!"

The king corpse roared, still holding the dignity of a former royal family, but now it carried a trace of madness.

"Filthy daoist!"

"I told you, celestial thunder cannot kill me!"

"Do you think you can kill me?!!!"

The rolling sound waves, like a fierce wind, blew heaps of dust and vegetation into the air. The deafening roar forced those Spirit Suppression Bureau members, already afflicted by corpse poison, to cough up blood.

And the citizens who had been evacuated miles away were all terrified upon hearing this bone-chilling roar.

The monks sent by the Zen Spirit Temple to investigate were even more frightened, having retreated ten miles away.

The commotion from over there scared him too much to approach for a closer look.

He only vaguely saw celestial thunder crashing down toward Jingshui Lake and then heard the roar of the corpse king.

What does this imply?

It means even celestial thunder could not kill that vicious corpse!

Who in their right mind would dare approach such a vicious corpse's emergence?

He quickly reported the general situation to Zen Spirit Temple on his phone.

Upon hearing that hundreds of thunderbolts could not kill the vicious corpse from the previous dynasty, the high monks of Zen Spirit Temple all opened their mouths in shock.

"Master, is that thing so fierce that even Master Du'e may not be able to handle it once he arrives?" Kong Xuan suddenly began to worry.

"It... it should be possible, right?"

Fa Ling felt uncertain too, but recalling the terrifying power of that martial uncle, he gritted his teeth and said:

"It has to be. In the world, can there truly be any evil spirits unafraid of our Buddhist sect's methods?"

"But..." Kong Xuan couldn't help but murmur, "Celestial thunder is the most feared method against malevolent things..."

Fa Ling was at a loss for words, turning to the monk responsible for contacting over there, frowning as he asked: "Did Miao Xuan say who summoned the celestial thunder?"

High monks in the hall were equally curious about this question.

They would not believe that this was just the heavens striking the zombie of its own accord.

The monk appeared a bit embarrassed: "To report to the Abbot, Miao Xuan said it was too terrifying over there; he didn't dare get close..."

Upon hearing this, Fa Ling was stunned and then flared with anger: "Immediately, at once, have him observe the situation firsthand over there, or I'll strip his hide when he returns!!"

The monk, fearful, quickly complied.

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...

Jingshui Lake.

The horror of the king corpse made all Spirit Suppression Bureau members gasp.

Under such terrifying celestial thunder, it not only survived but continued to exhibit its terrifying might.

No wonder even grandmaster-level experts from the main bureau once admitted they were unable to resolve it.

"Daoist..."

Everyone turned their eyes toward Lin Heng.

Without a doubt.

If there was anyone in the entire Chang City capable of dealing with this vicious corpse, it would only be this Observatory Master!

Lin Heng, too, was surprised by the tenacity of this vicious corpse.

But that was where his surprise ended.

The gravity in his eyes vanished, replaced by indifference.

This was not because he underestimated the opponent.

Only upon reaching the Profound Communication Realm had the opponent ceased to stir ripples in Lin Heng's heart.

"Filthy daoist, what kind of look is that?"

"Do you dare to underestimate this king?"

Lin Heng's calm demeanor felt like an insult to the king corpse; its fangs grew wildly, its eyes filled with crazed killing intent.

Seeing it like this, Lin Heng couldn't help shaking his head.

"Wake up, your Qing dynasty has long ended."

"You're no prince anymore; why not rest in peace?"

The king corpse couldn't listen, its expression contorted and fierce.

"You commoner, how dare you know the dignity of the royal family?"

"Die for me!!"

It roared, its form suddenly disappearing from where it stood, reappearing like a speeding train with the force to crush everything, rushing toward Lin Heng.

Lin Heng showed a displeased look.

"Did I give you face?"

Without any unnecessary words, he raised a hand, and ten Profound Sun Corpse Suppression Talismans before him emitted a blazing sun-like light, heading directly toward the charging king corpse.

The king corpse, shocked and furious, felt a burning sensation on its forehead and abruptly stopped in its tracks.

Subsequently, both hands and feet, even the abdomen, were affixed with the Profound Sun Corpse Suppression Talisman.

Countless thin lines, like little snakes, wrapped frantically around the king corpse's entire body.

Causing its zombie body to glow with the brilliance of the talisman.

Accompanied by crackling explosions.

"Ah!!"

The king corpse still roared in defiance.

"Do you think you can kill me?!!"

It went utterly berserk, its whole body bursting with corpse energy, determined to dissolve its body to break free and perish together with the daoist before it.

This appalling scene made Yan Tong and others shiver down their spines.

Not far away, Monk Miaoxuan, forced to rush over helplessly, witnessed this corpse king's rampage scene, his legs trembling in fear, wishing to turn back on the spot.

Meanwhile, Lin Heng finally revealed an impatient look.

"You abominable creature, do you really think my celestial thunder cannot kill you?"

"Come, try again!"

Lin Heng shouted, beckoning with his hand, a cloud thicker than before pressing down.

The storm howled, raising huge waves over Jingshui Lake.

The terrifying might of the celestial thunder, ten times greater, descended again!

In just an instant, the frantic king corpse sobered up; it raised its head to look at the rolling sea of thunder, all previous dignity and arrogance gone.

Replaced by extreme astonishment and disbelief.

"How could this be?"

"You still have power left?"

"Impossible?!"

It looked toward Lin Heng, its domineering tone trembling at last.

It couldn't understand why the power of this wave of thunder was ten times more terrifying than before!

Lin Heng, not in the mood to waste words with it, lowered his hand.

"Five Thunders Righteous Method, kill!"

With his command, the sea of thunder in the sky overturned as if the entire celestial river poured down.

All thunderbolts, carrying the ultimate heavenly might, rushed downward.

"No!!!"

The king corpse's pupils shrank dramatically, letting out a cry filled with despair and unwillingness.

Then it was engulfed by the sea of thunder.

The earth shook with the impacts.

This scene could only be described as horrifying.

After an unknown amount of time.

The boiling sea of thunder finally dissipated, and the sky gradually cleared.

In the midst of the ruins, the royal family's vicious corpse, with its physique tougher than a grandmaster's, had utterly turned to dust.

Everyone present was in a daze.

Monk Miao Xuan, hiding in the distance, appeared soulless, mouth agape, wooden expression, fumblingly took out his phone to contact Zen Spirit Temple.

Over there came the abbot's cold and stern voice.

"What's the situation? Who's battling those three vicious corpses?"

Miao Xuan, dazed, repeated tremblingly: "He... he... it's him..."

On the other end, the abbot was infuriated: "Who the hell is 'he', you better say it!!"

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