Chapter Ninety-Five: A Master Is Truly a Master

At that moment, I had no time to wonder why the elevator had opened. Gritting my teeth, I bit my tongue hard and spat a mouthful of blood directly at the outstretched hand before me.

I could almost distinctly feel my body frozen under the overwhelming pressure of the spreading corpse aura. Biting my tongue was the sharpest instinct I could muster in such a desperate moment.

After all, when death approaches, people often lose control briefly.

*Pfft!*

*Shhh!*

A wave of corrosive corpse energy erupted instantly, causing Li Lina to withdraw her hand. The blood from the tongue is the purest yang blood in the human body, incredibly potent against ghosts and monsters. What surprised me was that it was equally terrifyingly effective against zombies.

Perhaps this had something to do with the inherent power of my blood, which, under these circumstances, could unleash hidden potential—explaining why it had such a fierce effect.

But just as Li Lina reacted, her hand was restored in an instant by the relentless influx of corpse aura around it, the corrosion fading away—this was a privilege unique to a corpse king.

“Die!” Li Lina lunged at me again, her hand brimming with dreadful power that engulfed me completely. I felt my body stiffening under her grasp.

Was I about to perish just like that?

When my mind went blank, a voice stirred me almost to tears with relief.

“Xiao Dong, are you alright?”

Then a golden light shot toward Li Lina in front of me, and I was suddenly grabbed and thrown into a corner.

The rescuer was Zhao Shiwu. As he tossed me aside, he took a swift step forward and seized a golden coin sword.

Zhao Shiwu's golden coin sword was unlike the ones we usually saw. It was twice the size of the ones I had wielded before, glowing entirely with golden light. With a single slash, it tore through the space like a bolt of lightning. I clearly saw Li Lina’s arm severed instantly by that strike. At that moment, a crack appeared on her once beautiful face.

“Trying to ascend to corpse king? You’ll stop here today, facing me, Zhao Shiwu!”

“Die!”

Li Lina seemed enraged by Zhao Shiwu, shouting fiercely as her eyes turned blood red. She began transforming rapidly, an eerie aura enveloping her entire body. Ghostly souls merged with the corpse aura, forming an armor around her, shielding her from harm.

*Boom!*

Zhao Shiwu’s golden coin sword struck Li Lina’s body, but the blade couldn’t penetrate her now.

The sound of metal scraping echoed incessantly.

“Ha ha ha ha…” Li Lina laughed wickedly, reaching out to grab Zhao Shiwu.

“Hmph!” Zhao Shiwu snorted coldly, stepping back a few paces and biting his middle finger.

“Ghost soldiers, grant me passage! Empower my body! Slash the souls of darkness! Destroy the corpse, eliminate the evil!”

He traced a blood-red talisman in the air and then smeared fresh blood onto his golden coin sword.

“Let’s go!”

With a single step forward, the talisman exploded instantly. Li Lina shuddered and retreated swiftly.

“Trying to run?”

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