Chapter 46 Life Hanging by a Thread, the Zombie Casts Spells!!

The next second.

Qin Feng stood in place with a look of utter confusion.

He was actually fine.

He hadn't felt even the slightest trace of pain.

"What is going on? Could Fengyang's move just be a bluff?"

Qin Feng was utterly baffled, completely at a loss.

"This is the Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger, which consists of three forms. The first form is the Soul-Breaking Finger, which targets the enemy's soul and inflicts no physical damage whatsoever.

The second form is the Mountain-Shattering Finger, possessing terrifying physical attack power targeted at the physical body.

The third form is the Meridian-Sealing Finger, which can seal the target's meridians, rendering them unable to circulate the spiritual power within their body. Depending on the caster's strength, the sealing duration varies anywhere from ten seconds to ten minutes."

Mu Ruxue explained to Qin Feng in meticulous detail.

This was knowledge she had obtained from the legacy of the Boundless Heavenly Master.

The Geng-Metal Transformation Thunder Technique she had just used was also learned from the legacy of the Boundless Heavenly Master.

She had studied it on the fly while fighting Wufeng earlier.

Because she possessed the ancestral memories, practicing these mystic arts was not difficult for her.

Nor was the Geng-Metal Transformation Thunder Technique a particularly complex art.

"I see, but why is my soul completely fine?" Qin Feng could not help but ask.

"Perhaps it's because you are a zombie and have no soul.

Yet, since you possess spiritual intelligence, you ought to have a soul. Little Aunt doesn't understand either; in any case, as long as this move poses no threat to you, that's all that matters," Mu Ruxue parted her delicate lips to say.

"You wretched beast, your reactions are quite swift."

Fengyang's face was filled with malice as he gently pointed his right middle finger forward. "Mountain-Shattering Finger!!"

"Whoosh!"

Another surge of potent spiritual power struck toward them.

On the surface, this attack looked no different from the previous one.

Had Little Aunt not explained it just now, he would have charged straight into the attack head-on.

But now...

Qin Feng wrapped his arms around Mu Ruxue's willow-thin waist, swerved to the side, and narrowly dodged Fengyang's attack by a hair's breadth.

"Boom!!"

The spiritual power missed its target and slammed into a massive tree.

The tree, thick enough for two people to embrace, exploded upon impact.

It was as if it had been struck by divine lightning; it burst from the center, shattered into seven or eight pieces, and crashed to the ground in ruins.

"So powerful!"

Qin Feng raised an eyebrow.

So this was Fengyang's true capability.

Whether it was the Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger or the Five Thunders Palm Incantation, neither was something he could handle at his current level.

"A golden opportunity!!"

Mu Ruxue formed hand seals with both hands.

She executed a thunder technique.

A bolt of divine lightning descended from the heavens, striking the barrier light that had been pierced by the Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger moments earlier.

"Crash!!"

In an instant.

The intertwined black and white barrier lights shattered like glass.

"Feng'er, run!!"

Mu Ruxue grabbed Qin Feng and bolted.

"You think you can escape!?"

Fengyang flicked his right hand.

The Immortal-Binding Rope on his body shot out rapidly.

Qin Feng countered with a backhanded sword slash.

Fengyang manipulated the Immortal-Binding Rope to dodge, simultaneously bypassing Qin Feng and wrapping tightly around Mu Ruxue's right ankle.

"Get back here, little priest!"

Fengyang pulled his sword-finger back.

Mu Ruxue's momentum halted as she was yanked into the air.

"Little Aunt!!"

Qin Feng leaped into the air and slashed down with his sword once again.

"Retract!"

Fengyang released Mu Ruxue and recalled the Immortal-Binding Rope.

His sole intention had been to stall the two of them; now that his objective was met, there was no need to risk damaging the Immortal-Binding Rope.

"Whoosh!!"

At that very moment.

A fierce sword glare slashed toward them.

It was Wufeng. Instead of attacking Qin Feng, he targeted Mu Ruxue.

"Feng'er, hurry and run!!"

Mu Ruxue spun around, holding her peach-wood sword horizontally to block Wufeng's sword strike.

"Tonight, neither of you is leaving."

Fengyang stepped on the Dipper constellations, leaped into the air, and lightly pointed his right middle finger toward Mu Ruxue.

This was the third form of the Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger: the Meridian-Sealing Finger.

Both the first and third forms had been ineffective against Qin Feng.

The third form sealed spiritual power—how could a zombie possibly have spiritual power?

Therefore, he chose to attack Mu Ruxue.

As long as Mu Ruxue was captured, this zombie would never escape on its own.

Calling her "Little Aunt" at every turn—the relationship between this person and this zombie was clearly far more complicated than it appeared on the surface.

This woman had quite an unusual taste.

Clearly so stunningly beautiful, what kind of man couldn't she have? Yet she chose to be with a zombie.

Mu Ruxue, having just blocked Wufeng's attack, was at the exact moment when her previous momentum was spent and her new strength had yet to form.

Facing Fengyang's Meridian-Sealing Finger, she was completely too late to dodge.

With a muffled "thud," the spiritual power burrowed into Mu Ruxue's body.

In an instant.

All of Mu Ruxue's spiritual power was sealed.

"Boom!!"

Wufeng formed seals and cast a spell, summoning a bolt of divine lightning that crashed down toward Mu Ruxue.

"Little Aunt!!"

Qin Feng's expression shifted drastically. Disregarding his own life and death entirely, he lunged forward with a single stride and reached Mu Ruxue's side.

Then, he pressed Mu Ruxue beneath his body, using himself to shield her from the bolt of divine lightning.

"Crash!!"

The divine lightning struck Qin Feng's furry armor, sending sparks flying in all directions.

Although he blocked the attack, the fur on the spot where he was struck was completely scorched away.

His rigid physical body was exposed, showing patches of charred black.

"Roar!"

Overcome with pain, Qin Feng spewed a mouthful of corpse qi.

"Feng'er, are you alright?!"

Mu Ruxue looked at Qin Feng with a face full of anguish. "Feng'er, why are you so foolish? We've reached this point, why didn't you run?!

As long as you could live on, even if Little Aunt dies, I could close my eyes in peace.

But now, not only will Little Aunt die, but you too shall not escape death."

"If I die, so be it. To die together with Little Aunt—even death is a willing choice.

If I had to abandon Little Aunt and flee for my life alone, I'd rather be dead."

Qin Feng's expression was grave, his tone resolute.

"Feng'er..."

Mu Ruxue extended her delicate hand, gently stroking Qin Feng's softened yet terrifying-looking cheek with an expression of immense complexity.

"Little Aunt."

Qin Feng placed his hand over Mu Ruxue's hands, a tender smile blooming on his face that looked far more wretched than crying.

"At death's door and you're still acting all lovey-dovey!!"

Fengyang pointed his finger once more.

This was the Mountain-Shattering Finger, imbued with formidable physical attack power.

With this single finger, he intended to pierce right through both Qin Feng and Mu Ruxue.

"Feng'er."

Feeling the terrifying might of the Mountain-Shattering Finger, Mu Ruxue pulled Qin Feng into a tight embrace. "If there is an afterlife, Little Aunt wants to be your..."

Before Mu Ruxue could finish her sentence, Qin Feng hardened his heart and declared in a deep voice, "Little Aunt, don't worry. Neither you nor I will have an afterlife, because we are not going to die.

Not now, and not ever in the future!!"

With those words.

A crazed glint erupted within Qin Feng's malice-filled corpse eyes.

He pushed Mu Ruxue away.

Mimicking the way Fengyang had executed the Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger, he began to circulate the corpse qi within his body.

He had no idea whether the Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger was a Taoist mystic art or a martial arts manual.

Regardless, now that his life was hanging by a thread, he had no choice but to stake everything on this gamble.

He was never one to sit idly by and wait for death.

If he could pull it off, both he and Little Aunt would survive.

If he failed, death awaited them either way, so he might as well try.

As the saying goes:

Better safe than sorry, and what if it actually worked?

"The Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger?! No! No! How could you possibly know Senior Fengyang's Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger?!"

Wufeng's shock was akin to a volcanic eruption and a mudslide rolling down a mountain; even his worldview completely collapsed.

"To actually memorize the execution method of my Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger... how can this monstrosity be monstrous to such a degree?"

Fengyang's pupils constricted, his sharp gaze filled with shock.

Then, a mocking expression surfaced on his face.

"A monster is a monster, but the Three Pure Ones Tribulation-Averting Finger is not a martial art; it is a mystic art.

Executing mystic arts requires spiritual power as a foundation. For a mere zombie whose body is filled entirely with corpse qi to delusionally attempt casting a Taoist spell—it is the height of absurdity.

If you can actually pull this off, this poor priest swears to the heavens that from this day forward, I will walk on my hands upside down!"