732 Soul Repressing Tower

"Go back!" Wang Yao reached out with an air-piercing fist. Bang! The zombie flew up and hit hard against the wall. Its armor rubbed on the wall, making a loud sound.

A Kung Fu master!? The two old Taoists glanced at each other.

"What is it?" Wang Yao asked as he looked at the zombie.

"The walking dead, a zombie," one of the old Taoists said.

"Wow, it really opened my eyes today," Wang Yao said.

He wasn't afraid of the zombies. After he had hit one, he found it wasn't too hard to beat a zombie, so it was no threat to him.

"How do we kill it?" Wang Yao asked.

"Stab its heart with the demon subdue sword," Zhang Siheng said. "However, this zombie has a human shape and is very strong. I'm not sure if the sword can kill it."

The invisible ghosts were actually less threatening. On the other hand, the human-shaped zombies were hard to conquer, even with the demon subdue sword.

"Do you need me to immobilize it?" Wang Yao asked.

"Yes, that would be good," Zhang Siheng said.

"I can probably break its limbs," Wang Yao said.

"You can in theory," Zhang Siheng said. "After hundreds of years of feeding off the Yin energy, the zombie's muscles and bones are even stronger than iron."

"I can certainly try," Wang Yao said.

"OK, be careful," Zhang Siheng said.

With one hop, Wang Yao was next to the zombie, which had just stood up. Its rotten smell was intolerable, and it was extremely ugly. One would be scared to death seeing it at night.

Wang Yao started to manipulate his powerful internal Qi. It was like running water. He hit out again with an air-piercing fist, hitting the zombie in the chest.

Crack! The zombie's chest collapsed. It flew out again and hit against the wall behind it. Even the wall made of hard rocks had a crack in it.

"What a move!" the two old Taoists exclaimed.

The zombie didn't give up. It reached its arms rapidly out toward Wang Yao's heart.

"Break!" Wang Yao stopped it.

Crack! The zombie's arms were broken. It was as if they were biscuits and not something harder than iron.

"What?" The two old Taoists were shocked. They started to rub their eyes. They were wondering if the zombie was not that strong or if Wang Yao was just unbeatable.

Wang Yao had the complete upper hand. The zombie attacked him based on its instinct. It had no tactics at all.

A moment later, Wang Yao broke the limbs of the zombie, which fell onto the ground.

What they had to do next was much easier. Zhang Siheng inserted the demon subdue sword into the heart of the zombie. It struggled a bit before finally dying. Its body started to shrink like butter in a hot frying pan, but the smell was disgusting.

Wang Yao witnessed the amazing function of the demon subdue sword. It didn't take much strength from the old Taoist to insert it into the zombie even though the sword didn't appear to be sharp at all. The old Taoist did the whole thing as easily as cutting a piece of butter.

Hmm!? As Wang Yao thought the whole thing had come to an end, he detected some Qi coming out of the zombie and entering the stone coffin.

"Done," Zhang Siheng said as he took a big sigh of relief. "You are such a master of kung fu."

"I am flattered, but there are still problems in the coffin," Wang Yao said.

"Really? OK, let's take a look just in case," Zhang Siheng said.

They were still very careful when approaching the coffin. They walked extremely slowly toward it. The stone coffin was completely open. There was a strange metal item inside it. It had a pyramid shape with complicated charms carved in it.

"What is this?" Wang Yao asked.

"This is Soul Repressing Tower," Zhang Siheng said.

"What is it for?" Wang Yao asked.

"To lock the soul and prevent it from making trouble," Zhang Siheng said.

Wang Yao took a close look at the metal item and tried to touch it.

"Please don't!" Zhang Siheng immediately stopped him.

"Why not?" Wang Yao asked.

"It has charms and curses," Zhang Siheng said. "I'm afraid bad things will happen to you if you touch it."

Curses? Does it mean the strange Qi it is releasing? Wang Yao wondered.

He could sense a unique Qi from the small tower, which made him very uncomfortable. It was a sort of Yin energy even worse than the one inside the tomb. Wang Yao thought for a while before deciding to hold the Soul Repressing Tower.

"I think the Qi belonging to the Zombie has entered the tower," he said.

Om! The tower started to shake, and a large amount of Yin energy started to come out of it.

Ding! The bell the two Taoists brought with them started to make loud and urgent sounds.

"No!" Zhang Siheng shouted. "Let it go!"

"Don't worry." Wang Yao tried to get them to calm down.

He released his Qi to form a bell shape overlay out of the Soul Repressing Tower. Suddenly, the Yin energy, which raised the alertness of the two Taoists, was gone and the bells stopped ringing.

"What happened?" the other Taoist asked.

"The pure Xuanmen energy blocked it," Zhang Siheng said.

"Is it an antique?" Wang Yao asked.

"Yes. It is at least over 400 years old," Zhang Siheng said. "What a shame that it has been contaminated by the evil soul."

The item that was supposed to fight against evil souls was used by an evil ghost. In another word, it had assisted the evil ghost to survive for over 400 years, making the ghost more and more evil.

Wang Yao had been doing breathing exercises to build up his internal Qi, which was pure and powerful. It could become extremely Yin or extremely Yang and switch between the two in one second.

At the moment, he was releasing powerful Yang energy to offset the Yin energy of the evil ghost. The Yin energy hiding inside the tower was like an ice block being placed in an iron barrel. Wang Yao's Qi was like a fire burning outside the iron barrel. The evil ghost couldn't hide anymore.

Since it could no longer tolerate Wang Yao's Qi, it came out. However, that was not a smart move. Its essence was immediately damaged by Wang Yao, so it entered the tower again.

Wang Yao continued to hold the Soul Repressing Tower and circulate the Qi inside him. He released more Qi to offset the Yin energy inside the tower. His Qi was continuously penetrating into the tower through the small gaps.

At last, the Yin energy couldn't resist Wang Yao's Qi anymore. It gradually disappeared.

"Done!" He stopped releasing his Qi after he couldn't feel the Yin energy inside the tower anymore.

"Gone?" Zhang Siheng asked.

"I think so," Wang Yao said.

Some Yin energy was still left inside the tomb, but it was no longer creepy. The course of the Yin energy had been destroyed. Without nurturing, the residual Yin energy would also disappear.

"That's great," Zhang Siheng said. "You are such an extraordinary kung fu master. Thank you for what you've done. We are barely helped here."

"You are welcome," Wang Yao said. "I was just lucky.".

This encounter gave him some new experience, which was very valuable. He probably wouldn't get the same experience on Nanshan Hill for the next 10 years.

Wang Yao and the two Taoists went to check the dead Taoist's body, which had been there for days. The evil ghost possessed his body.

"He was my student," Zhang Siheng said. "His name was He Heng, a gifted kid and hardworking. What a shame!"

"Yes, but don't be too upset," the other Taoist said. "He's not gonna come back. We have to look forward."

"Yes, you are right," Zhang Siheng said.

People like them appeared to have a peaceful life on the mountain. However, the work they did was actually very critical. It was life-or-death matters. They would end up like the dead Taoist if they were not careful.

"Shall we leave here?" Zhang Siheng suggested.

"You two can leave first," Wang Yao said. "I want to stay here to have a look around."

"We'll stay with you here then," Zhang Siheng said.

The air was surprisingly not muggy inside the tomb. It wasn't clear if it was because of the design or because it had been opened. However, normal people couldn't stay inside for a long period of time.

Wang Yao was not normal people, and neither were the two Taoists. However, he could tell that the two old Taoists had started to show signs of feeling sick. They were a bit short of breath.

He quickly walked around the tomb. He saw pictures and words carved on the wall. All of them were about possessed souls in Buddhism. There was nothing related to enlightening or helping to take away people's sufferings.

"Shall we leave?" Wang Yao asked.

"Sure," Zhang Siheng said.