Chapter 040: The Ninth Departed Divine Flame! [Seeking Recommendations! Collect!]

  Nine Heavenly Fire!! Collect!!

  Yan Jing didn't say a word, her icy expression showed no signs of softening, and her frail body trembled slightly.

  However, after hearing Wu Zhengye's words, Wang Hao quickly walked forward to the corpse and shone his flashlight on it. He couldn't help but exclaim in shock, "It's... really moving!"

  The "Fashi Comrade" who had just dealt with the "Corpse General" and "Corpse King" was also shocked when he saw the corpse's pupils, and he retreated back to the crowd of police in a rolling and crawling manner. After retreating behind the police, his whole body still couldn't help but tremble, "Mom, this...this corpse's eyes......these eyes are really moving!! It seems like......it seems like they want to open......"

  At this moment, a chilling snowstorm blew in, accompanied by Wang Hao's terrified voice echoing through the night sky, causing the hairs on the backs of the police officers to stand on end.

  "Wang Hao, you...you little scamp, don't scare people like that!" Wang Cheng, standing beside Wang Hao, tightened his military greatcoat, his voice slightly trembling.

  "Brother, really! It's true!" Wang Hao's body trembled violently, his face filled with terror.

  Seeing him like this, two brave policemen suddenly came out of the crowd. These two men cautiously approached the corpse from about one meter away and shone their high-intensity flashlights into its eyes. Suddenly, both of them trembled with fear, "Could it be... could he still not be dead?"

  "I'll go take a look." One of them said this and then slowly moved his steps towards the corpse.

  "Don't touch his eyes!" Wu Zhengye's voice suddenly rang out, instantly startling the brave policeman who was highly concentrated in spirit, and the high-intensity flashlight in his hand fell to the ground.

  "I said, don't suddenly make a sound, okay? It will scare people to death!"

  While complaining, the bold policeman bent down to pick up the flashlight that had fallen on the ground, suddenly!

  "Wu Zhengxie let out a loud roar, 'Be careful, retreat quickly!!'"

  As soon as the voice was heard, Wu Zhengye quickly pushed Yan Jing towards the police in the back, and his body didn't stop, taking three quick strides to approach the corpse. At this time, several strong lights shone over, just in time to see Wu Zhengye straddling the corpse's chest, which had already sat up halfway, with bloodstains on his right index finger, the tip of which was pointing directly at the corpse's brow...

  It wasn't until then that the police realized something was off, because...the corpse's body was actually trembling, its fists were tightly clenched, and its face was twisted in a fierce struggle.

  Seeing this scene, all the police were frightened.

  Even Yan Jing, who was originally cold and expressionless, widened her beautiful eyes in shock, staring at all of this in disbelief. However, what Yan Jing said next almost made Wu Mou vomit blood.

  "Wu Zhengxie, what are you doing? He may not be dead yet, let him go quickly!"

  At this moment, Wu Zhengye's face was solemn and his forehead was sweating. When he heard these words, he almost fainted from anger. He glared at Yan Jing with hatred in his eyes and said in a low voice, "Yan Jing! If you want to kill everyone here, then come and stop me! I'm telling you the truth, Master Wu is currently engaged in a battle of magic with this evil necromancer. If you stop me now, no one will be able to save any of you."

  Upon hearing this, he fell into an extremely rare and deep silence.

  "Yan Jie, let's not move for now, see what he wants to do?" Wang Cheng whispered as he came to Yan Jing's side.

  As Wang Cheng spoke up, the eight police officers who came with him also began to persuade, seeing this, Yan Jie didn't say anything else and instead stared coldly at Wu Zhengye, staring at the water droplet on his forehead that was hard to tell whether it was real or fake, staring at his extremely solemn face......

  But at this moment, Wu Zhengye also seemed to have burst out in anger. With a cold hum, Wu Zhengye slapped his forehead with his left hand, and instantly, a drop of golden blood spurted out of his mouth!

  The golden blood drop, illuminated by the strong light of the police's flashlight, instantly became even more dazzling. The gaze of all the police officers was immediately drawn to this golden blood drop, and they were all shocked, their mouths agape, including Yan Jing. At this moment, they already believed Wu Zhengye's words eight-tenths, but as national law enforcement personnel, they would not reveal it on their faces.

  At this moment, Wu Zhengye's angry curse broke the shocking scene in a very discordant way. "Damn it, fighting with Master Ben? You're still too tender! In those years, Master Yong Meng was able to kill your fellow practitioners. Now Master Ben can't kill you from a distance, but making you suffer is something that can be done. Little one, take this!"

  As they spoke, Wu Zhengye raised his right hand, and with his index finger like a brush, he touched the golden blood drop. He then quickly drew a talisman on the palm of his left hand. The moment the talisman was complete, Wu Zhengye exhaled loudly, "Xuan Xuan Tian Huang, Qian Kun Zheng Gang, Jiu Li Shen Huo, Po Xie Zheng Yang."

  At this moment, it seemed like an illusion, the several police officers not far away were all staring with wide eyes, because... they saw a scene that they might never see in their lives. Just then, as Wu Zhengxie finished his incantation, a golden flame suddenly appeared on the palm of his left hand. As soon as the flame emerged, Wu Zhengxie pressed it onto the corpse's forehead without any hesitation.

  "Brush!"

  Suddenly, the entire corpse burst into flames, even though it was still snowing at this moment, even though the ground was covered with white snowflakes at this time, and even though the air was filled with icy cold wind, but all these natural conditions could not stop the flames on the corpse......

  In the blink of an eye, Wu Zhengye also quickly retreated, his expression was extremely excited, and his face was also exceptionally rosy. This was because it was the first time in his life that he had fought with someone, and at this moment, his highly excited nerves didn't even think about how a 'fake Taoist' like him, who hadn't even reached the level of a beginner Taoist, could fight with others.

  What is the origin of those things that suddenly appear in his mind? What are those golden blood drops after all? The three drops of golden blood on his brow, will using one drop now have any impact on him?

  He never thought of all this, and in a daze, he actually dared to fight with others, and won the final victory in this battle.

  "Crackling" "Crackling" "Crackling"!

  The corpse shook violently, emitting the sound of intense flames burning and shattering bones. After eight breaths, the entire corpse had turned to ashes, leaving only its clothes and other belongings intact. The golden divine fire had burned away the corpse's physical body and the consciousness attached to it, without causing any damage to anything else.

  It wasn't until then that Wu Zhengyi finally breathed a sigh of relief, and the several police officers behind him also let out a sigh of relief. The police had just been watching like they were in a movie, and when they came back to their senses, the movie was already over. Evil can never triumph over justice! The corpse that wanted to come back to life and destroy the world was also destroyed by the righteous and powerful technique...

  Destroy? Yeah, destroy!!!!!

  "Ah! The... the body is gone!!" A tall and stout male police officer beside Yan Jie shouted loudly, "Sister Yan, Sister Yan, what are we going to do now???"

  The crowd of police officers was stunned, and they all suddenly came back to their senses from the movie. For a moment, the gaze of the police officers towards Wu Zhengyi changed, no longer ignoring the corpse, but... they had encountered a real 'master'.

  If Yan Jie weren't here, they might all have come up to greet Wu Zhengye.

  After all, there are too few 'superior people' in this world. Even if they exist, aren't the ones I see with my own eyes more real?

  At this time, Yan sister also came back to her senses, tightly frowning and scanning towards Wu Zhengxie. However, she didn't say a word, but instead went to where the corpse was, solemnly looking at everything in front of her.

  The body was gone, without even a single hair left behind. The entire ground was spotless and clean, not even a hint of the smell of something being burned could be found.

  However, the clothes laid out on the ground in a human shape clearly explained everything. Three shirts were wrapped around each other, three pairs of pants were also wrapped around each other, and there was even a pair of wool socks inside those leather shoes...... All this showed that the fire only burned everything on the corpse's body, without affecting any external objects.

  "Yan Jie, this...this doesn't even have a smell." Wang Cheng's voice was trembling slightly as he carefully picked up the coat and brought it to his nose for a sniff.

  Yan sister did not respond to the crowd, her icy face showed no expression, but if someone observed carefully, they would definitely be able to discover the intense shock in Yan Jing's deep eyes, and find that her stretched out hand was trembling slightly...

  Nine police officers, eight of whom went forward to observe the situation, only Wang Hao came to Wu Zhengye with a smile on his face, "Brother... uh, Master, oh no, brother, you see, we two can be considered to have fate, right? Brother, can you teach me that move you just did?"

  Bang!

  The response was Wu Zhengyi's voice falling to the ground.

  "Ah!" Wang Hao was shocked, and he quickly supported Wu Zhengye. Only then did he realize that Wu Zhengye's face, which had been rosy just a moment before, was now as pale as paper, without even a hint of blood color.

  "Wang Hao was shocked and couldn't help but exclaim, 'Yan Jie, brother, come quick and take a look, Master has fainted, hurry up!'"

  Upon hearing Wang Hao's shout, all the police officers were startled. Yan Jing was the fastest to react and rushed to Wu Zhengye's side in three strides. She gently touched Wu Zhengye's forehead with her jade-like hand and checked his breathing before finally letting out a sigh of relief. In a low voice, she said, "He is just weak from exhaustion; he should be fine after resting for a while."

  Also, for some reason, all the police officers who heard this sentence inexplicably let out a sigh of relief.

  "Xiao Yang, Xiao Liu, you two carry him to the car, Xiao Zhang, go pick up those clothes."

  As she spoke, Yan Jing was about to get up, but suddenly...