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At this moment, Xiao Yefeng only had a Bagua Mirror in his hand. While the Bagua Mirror was indeed a powerful tool against Zombies, it was not a weapon. He found himself missing the now-disabled Shikigami Blade, but it was too late to regret not bringing along a Peach Wood Sword or similar talisman.
The Jumping Corpse before him was male, dressed in a tank top and baggy shorts. Its bluish skin and the dark gray corpse energy emanating from it were continuously corroding the surrounding plants. The vegetation beneath its feet was visibly losing vitality, transitioning from green to yellow and finally to withered brown.
"This is troublesome! This Yuan Dui actually has a Walking Corpse with him." Muttering to himself, Xiao Yefeng glanced at the escape route taken by Yuan Dui and shook his head, completely giving up on the chase. This troublesome creature was now his primary concern.
Bang! Bang! Bang! After all, this was not a true Walking Corpse; the Zombie still preferred to hop around. It was clear that this Zombie had been cast out by Yuan Dui, becoming a mindless entity that unleashed its instinctual killing spree. If Xiao Yefeng chose to turn and run, he could easily shake off this Zombie. However, that would leave behind a rampaging Zombie that could bite someone and infect them with corpse poison. If they didn’t die immediately, they would turn into a new Jumping Zombie.
Thus, Xiao Yefeng could not allow this creature to wreak havoc. Just as he thought this, the Jumping Zombie closed in on him. Lacking any suitable talismans, Xiao Yefeng relied on the pure Taoist Vital Energy emanating from the Bagua Mirror for defense.
A chilling wind swept past him as he narrowly avoided a claw swipe. However, with a tearing sound, his shirt was ripped open by the Jumping Zombie's nails, leaving him with only the front half of his clothing intact. With no time to waste, Xiao Yefeng tore off the remnants of his shirt and prepared for battle.
Perhaps it was just his bad luck; this place happened to be a gathering spot for Yin Qi, shielded from sunlight. In any other location under the blazing sun, Zombies shouldn’t appear. Yet here in the shadowy area, sunlight was completely obscured. The Jumping Corpse lunged at him after missing its initial strike, attempting to claw at Xiao Yefeng with both hands.
However, Xiao Yefeng was not without resources either. He raised the Bagua Mirror with his left hand and infused it with spiritual energy. A beam of golden light shot directly at the Jumping Zombie's chest. In an instant, a mark from the Bagua Mirror burned itself onto the Jumping Corpse's chest as thick clouds of corpse smoke rose from it. The surrounding corpse energy swirled around as it extinguished the mark ignited by the Bagua Mirror.
After this encounter, the Jumping Corpse became even more ferocious. Ignoring everything else, it charged directly at Xiao Yefeng, leaping two meters high and covering three or four meters in distance with each bound. In just two jumps, it closed in on him. Fortunately, the previous attack from the Bagua Mirror had given Xiao Yefeng some reaction time to recall a suitable Spell for his current predicament.
The Jumping Corpse shot toward him like a cannonball while Xiao Yefeng stood his ground without dodging or evading. He remained motionless as he silently chanted the Spell. The Bagua Mirror guarded his chest while his left hand formed a sword gesture against his lips. The Jumping Corpse drew closer and closer; even Xiao Yefeng's newly grown short hair was blown wildly by the gusts created by its approach.
He could even smell the foul odor emanating from the Jumping Corpse as its claws neared his throat. Just then, Xiao Yefeng suddenly opened his eyes and declared: "North Emperor is renowned! First comes Dragon Horse in front, second is White Tiger at my side, third is Vermilion Bird arriving!"
"Ha! Vermilion Bird True Fire Spell!"
With a loud roar, a ball of True Fire condensed from Qi erupted from Xiao Yefeng's mouth. The flames flickered with fierce electric sparks, and after casting this True Fire spell, Xiao Yefeng collapsed to the ground, narrowly avoiding the grasp of the Jumping Corpse. The Vermilion Bird True Fire Spell struck the Jumping Corpse squarely in the face, just as it opened its mouth; the ping-pong ball-sized spell entered its mouth.
"Ugh~" The Jumping Corpse froze in place after swallowing the Vermilion Bird True Fire Spell. Then, with a loud crash, it fell straight to the ground. A blaze erupted from its abdomen, engulfing its entire body, and ultimately purifying both its body and soul.
Watching the Jumping Corpse being eliminated, Xiao Yefeng finally breathed a sigh of relief. He had not expected that the Yuan Brothers were such evil Sorcerers, using living people to create Living Corpses and corpses to forge Zombies. This was an utter violation of humanity. He wondered how many lives would be sacrificed to nourish the soon-to-be-advanced Jumping Zombie. Rising to his feet, Xiao Yefeng pursued the direction in which Yuan Dui had fled. However, the blood trail vanished after just a few dozen meters.
Clearly, someone had driven Yuan Dui away. Just as Xiao Yefeng stood on the road inspecting the area, a whoosh echoed from afar. Thanks to his heightened senses activated by his genes, he swiftly dodged to the right and saw an Alloy Arrow embedded in the spot where he had just stood. The arrow's tail buzzed ominously, indicating its power.
"Who?" Xiao Yefeng scanned his surroundings.
The silence was eerie; even the chirping of insects had ceased. Yet Xiao Yefeng slightly closed his eyes, leaving only a narrow slit open. He intended to use his Yin-Yang Eye to observe the density of Yang energy around him. While everything could be concealed, under the Yin-Yang Eye, any living being would emit Yang energy—stronger individuals radiated more intense energy that no one could escape.
His fingertips touched his brow as three colors—golden, azure, and black—swirled in place of his normal pupils. As he looked around, the vibrant world transformed into a monotonous black-and-white landscape. In this world of black and white, black represented voidness while white shadows signified plants; each point of light represented Yang energy—from tiny insects to human-shaped light spots hundreds of meters away.
A faint smile crept onto Xiao Yefeng's face as scales appeared on his right hand. He grasped the Alloy Arrow that had struck at his feet and pulled it out with a surge of strength as veins bulged on his arm.
Meanwhile, a man crouched on a tree branch a hundred meters away witnessed this scene through his sniper scope. His jaw dropped in disbelief; he thought to himself how absurd it was! What kind of mission was this? To pull out a Nine-Pronged Alloy Arrow embedded in rock with bare hands? Was that even possible?
However, what shocked him even more was when Xiao Yefeng flicked his right hand and sent the Alloy Arrow flying back toward him. Under the sunlight, the arrowhead gleamed with dazzling metallic luster. Instinctively reacting to what he saw through the scope, the sniper leaped down from the treetop despite rational thoughts telling him it wasn't necessary; years of experience urged him to jump.
Indeed, just as he leaped down from the branch, his own Alloy Arrow struck precisely where he had been crouching moments before. Cold sweat broke out as he witnessed this from mid-air. Once on solid ground, he grabbed his sniper crossbow and bolted away. He realized that anyone capable of flinging an Alloy Arrow over a hundred meters was someone he couldn't afford to provoke. At that moment, the sniper understood his role in this mission: he was merely bait for Divine Descent Society—a warning that there were always threats lurking nearby.
He felt manipulated; yet this was the helplessness of those at the bottom. To escape such circumstances, one needed to level up quickly. As he sprinted away from Xiao Yefeng's Yin-Yang Eye's coverage area, Xiao Yefeng finally relaxed after scanning his surroundings again and sat down on the ground to recover. His gradually calming heartbeat returned to its normal state as he retracted his gene mutation powers.
The consecutive attempts on Xiao Yefeng's life had left him exhausted. At this moment, the Spirit Group within the Spirit Platform was depleted. The last Alloy Arrow he had launched was fueled by his final reserves of spiritual energy. Xiao Yefeng had intended to take down the sniper with a single strike, but he hadn’t anticipated that the sniper, like himself, possessed keen instincts for danger. The sniper had jumped down from the treetops just in time, resorting to self-harm to evade the Alloy Arrow's attack.
Realizing he was outmatched, the sniper fled, and Xiao Yefeng chose not to pursue further. His body felt numb; after two encounters requiring the use of spiritual energy, the Condemnation Arc embedded within it continuously stimulated him. To be frank, Xiao Yefeng found it difficult to move at this point. He had only managed to launch the Alloy Arrow through sheer willpower. As he retrieved it, he recognized that the newcomer was an old acquaintance.
In his haste, Xiao Yefeng glanced at the Alloy Arrow he had extracted from the stone using his genetically enhanced strength. The arrowhead was crafted from alloy and featured nine densely packed barbed hooks resembling fishhooks—this was a favored weapon of International Mercenaries for sniper crossbow missions, particularly in countries where firearms were prohibited. The nine backward-facing barbs acted like fish spines and were designed for one-time use.
What infuriated him most was that these arrows were specially made in China. Having served in the renowned Constellation Mercenary Corps, Xiao Yefeng was well aware of this fact. The Nine-Pronged Alloy Arrow was a specialty of China's Mechanism Sect. Unused arrows resembled ordinary ones, but once loaded, a trigger at the tail would spring open. If the arrowhead made contact with a living target, the nine barbed hooks would spring out from the shaft, embedding deeply into the flesh of whoever was struck. Attempting to pull it out recklessly would only worsen the injury.
Such arrows could only be removed surgically; however, those targeted by them were often in remote areas where there was no time for medical assistance. Thus, being hit by a nine-pronged arrow essentially meant one was on their way to report to Yin Si. In the past, Xiao Yefeng had encountered these nine-pronged arrows several times, but this was the first time he felt genuinely threatened by one.
If Yuan Dui represented an attack from a new Eastern power, then this sniper must belong to the Divine Descent Society. This thought led Xiao Yefeng to recall a woman he had once met at a hospital while settling a bill—was she involved? Surely not! Otherwise, how could someone as proud as her join the Divine Descent Society?
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