The descendant of Nu Ba, the master of the jade coffin, exposed Lin Tian’s identity with just a simple statent. Lin Tian’s brow furrowed instantly. This person could see through his identity without any investigation. It was clear that the master of the jade coffin was far superior to Lin Tian, even towering above him.
"Who exactly are you?" Lin Tian stared at him and asked in a deep voice.
"Who am I? It’s been so long that I’ve almost forgotten who I am." The master of the jade coffin appeared to be troubled, pondering for quite a while before speaking.
He released Lin Tian’s hand, slapped his thigh, exclaid, and suddenly leaped from the jade coffin, landing gracefully on the shore. Then he stretched out his hand towards the jade coffin, and as if drawn by so force, the jade coffin flew out of the water with a splash and landed by his side.
Lin Tian watched with envy. Retrieving objects from a distance surpassed even Sword Control. Sword Control required the unity of mind and the treasured sword to attack remotely, but the master of the jade coffin effortlessly retrieved the heavy jade coffin with just a gesture.
Heart’s desire manifests, there is nothing in the world that cannot be controlled. How carefree this must feel. Sadly, even after refining the Crescent Blade for so long, Lin Tian still had not reached the state of Sword Control.
The master of the jade coffin seed to overlook Lin Tian’s astonishnt. He straightened his collar and then very formally said, "Allow to introduce myself. My na is Houqing. Whether I nad myself or soone else did, I can’t rember, but it sounds good enough to be my na."
"Houqing? You truly are one of the four Zombie Ancestors!" Lin Tian was first taken aback, then felt a violent shock inside. Guessing was one thing; witnessing it firsthand was another.
Before, although he had speculated that this person might be a Zombie Ancestor, hearing it confird from his own mouth stirred great waves in Lin Tian’s heart.
Jiang Chen, Nu Ba, Houqing, Ying Gou, he was indeed one of the ancestors of all zombies. Besides him, no other zombie would dare to call themselves Houqing.
"Young man, don’t move. Let see what’s interesting inside you." Houqing disregarded Lin Tian’s shock and extended his palm toward Lin Tian.
Before Lin Tian could react, the Sword Spirit suddenly flew from his mouth, completely beyond his control. After flying out, it landed in Houqing’s palm.
The Sword Spirit imdiately struggled violently, darting left and right, but couldn’t break free from Houqing’s restraint. It shrieked, "Lin Tian, save ..."
Lin Tian frowned slightly but still maintained his manners, saying, "Houqing Ancestor, Little Ya is just a Sword Spirit, insignificant to you. Please don’t harm it."
"Yes, yes, I’m just a humble Sword Spirit—hardly worth such attention from Lord Houqing. Just treat it as a passing wind and let go." The Sword Spirit cried out anxiously too.
The words nearly made Lin Tian faint. Damn you, living up to your jester nature, but who knew you’d reach such a level? Now even dignity doesn’t matter, Lin Tian thought with disdain.
Houqing didn’t even glance at the Sword Spirit in his hand, instead looking faintly at Lin Tian. "What if I don’t let it go?" he said.
Lin Tian took a slight breath, firmly saying, "Since Little Ya followed , I naturally must protect him. If Houqing Ancestor insists on not releasing him, then I have no choice but to overestimate myself and retrieve him personally."
"Wuwu, Lin Tian, I’m so touched. Even though you know you can’t beat him, you’re still trying to save ." The Sword Spirit cried out as if in tearful sorrow—but it sounded too fake.
"Retrieve it personally? Indeed, you are a descendant of Nu Ba, and you haven’t disgraced her. Co, let see how much skill you have. Three moves. If you can withstand three moves without dying, I’ll return the Sword Spirit to you," Houqing chuckled, eyes full of interest as he looked at Lin Tian.
Roar...
Lin Tian let out a low, sullen roar, his pupils quickly turning a bright yellow, and the zombie teeth in his mouth extended. A purple fla mark surfaced on his forehead.
Without any hesitation, Lin Tian imdiately revealed his true zombie form. Facing the Zombie Ancestor, Lin Tian dared not harbor any illusions, for even laying out his full strength might not withstand a single move, let alone three.
"Tsk tsk, a purple fla mark, but unfortunately, yellow eyes—you have a long way to go," Houqing clicked his tongue, wantonly assessing Lin Tian’s level, and he indeed had the authority to do so.
Swoosh...
Lin Tian clenched his fists, and imdiately, purple flas ignited on both fists. The flas spread, and within a breath, both arms were engulfed. Houqing rely watched calmly, allowing Lin Tian to gather montum.
"teor Burst!"
Lin Tian roared, the sound waves echoing through the underwater space, causing the surface of the pool to ripple with agitation. Simultaneously, Lin Tian’s fists struck together against Houqing, using Ning Luoxi’s signature move.
"teor Burst, you actually know teor Burst!" Houqing, who was always relaxed and indifferent, suddenly displayed an emotional shift, a hint of surprise flashing in his eyes.
Lin Tian was baffled by his reaction. How could a Zombie Ancestor from thousands of years ago recognize Ning Luoxi’s "teor Burst" martial skill?
But he had no ti to ponder, his fists enveloped in purple flas, truly like burning teors, crashing toward Houqing’s head. Since becoming a zombie, this was the most powerful "teor Burst" Lin Tian had executed because he used all his strength.
The shock wave from the teor Burst spread visibly as ripples towards the surroundings, colliding with the rock walls, triggering a burst of blood-red light; even here, it was enveloped by a Barrier.
But in Houqing’s direction, the shock wave vanished as soon as it reached him, as though an invisible mouth swallowed it clean.
Next were Lin Tian’s fists, which, after the residual wave, ca smashing toward Houqing’s face, seemingly about to hit his head. Houqing suddenly moved, lifting his hand seemingly slowly, then lightly resting it on Lin Tian’s hands.
A deafening boom sounded as fist and palm clashed, yet Lin Tian’s fists halted abruptly, unable to advance another inch.
Lin Tian’s full-power dual "teor Burst" was easily neutralized by Houqing. Though expecting the Zombie Ancestor’s power to be terrifying, having his attack so effortlessly blocked, without Houqing even budging, still deeply shocked Lin Tian, making it hard to accept this reality.
"The strength is not bad, but alas, alas, the teor Burst is simply superficial," Houqing sighed slightly, then with a shake of his palms.
Lin Tian’s pupils instantly enlarged, sensing an irresistible force, and his whole body was flung backward, crashing hard into the wall behind.
With a loud bang, Lin Tian slamd into the rock wall, causing it to scintillate with blood-red light. He was imdiately rebounded, landing hard on the ground, rolling several tis before stopping.
Lin Tian felt like his whole body was falling apart, every bone aching. He propped himself up with his hands, barely standing, but as he got up, a mouthful of blood spewed out.
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