Chapter 3 Corpse Raising Ring
The ring looks simple and unremarkable, but Qin Ziling knows that it is the most precious item on Li Mo, the leader of the Corpse Demon Sect, the Corpse Raising Ring.
The corpse-raising ring and his severed finger fell into the ancient well. He did this intentionally when he self-blew up and let out a remnant soul, in order to take it out later. So even though his remnant soul ultimately failed to succeed in taking over another body, and was instead merged with Qin Ziling from another world, this scene was deeply imprinted in Qin Ziling's consciousness, so that he had the same nightmare every night for several days in a row.
“When refining this corpse-raising ring, Li Mo not only used the most common blood sacrifice method, but later on he also imprinted a more advanced divine consciousness imprint on it. Even if someone else takes away the corpse-raising ring, they cannot open it with the blood sacrifice method. But I have merged with Li Mo’s residual soul consciousness, I wonder if I can use the blood sacrifice method to open it.” Qin Ziling thought to himself, bit his finger, and dripped a drop of blood on the ring.
The blood seeped into the ring and disappeared. At the same time, an even stronger feeling of flesh and blood connection surged into Qin Ziling's heart. Then he felt a trance and shivered all over. He was already "in" a space as big as a football field, nearly a hundred meters high, filled with inky black, extremely cold black air and a smell of decay.
In fact, Qin Ziling knew clearly at this time that his body was still in the same place, and his eyes could still see the mountains and rivers outside and the ancient well of the Taoist temple.
"It's amazing. It's like a virtual space that can be entered completely through the brain consciousness , but in fact it is a real space." Qin Ziling marveled in his heart while looking around this space as big as a football field.
In this huge space, not only were there masses of inky black air floating everywhere, but there were also twelve coffins of different sizes placed on the ground.
The coffin was engraved with all kinds of strange runes. The runes flickered with faint light, and every time they flashed, they would absorb a wisp of floating evil black air.
Among the twelve coffins, nine were empty, and the remaining three contained a corpse each.
Two of the corpses looked like apes, but their bodies were much larger than ordinary apes, about three meters tall, and their bodies were shining with a cold brass luster, giving people a feeling that they were made of copper and iron, extremely hard and powerful.
There was also a picture of a huge strange bird with four heads lying down. The bird also exuded a cold brass luster, but its wings were broken.
Each corpse was covered with runes, and those runes echoed with the runes engraved on the coffins, flashing and fading. Then, wisps of black air gathered from the coffin runes floated into those runes, giving the impression that the corpses were sleeping and breathing.
Not only that, as the black gas continued to penetrate into the runes on the corpse, the metallic luster of the corpse became purer, and even the broken wings of the huge strange bird with four heads seemed to be repairing themselves.
When Qin Ziling "looked" at the three corpses, the three corpses seemed to have sensed something and suddenly stood up from the coffins. They looked at Qin Ziling with a pair of dark eyes, with a green light flickering in them.
It's as weird as it can be, and it's creepy.
What's even more bizarre is that Qin Ziling suddenly found that when facing these three zombies that suddenly stood up, he not only did not feel any fear, but on the contrary, he felt a sense of mental connection and intimacy, and even a hint of bloodthirsty impulse to kill.
This bloodthirsty killing did not come from Qin Ziling's own consciousness, but from these three zombies.
"This..." Qin Ziling moved his Adam's apple with difficulty, and tried hard to recall the chaotic images and fragmented knowledge that remained after he merged Li Mo's residual soul and consciousness.
"Zombies are actually divided into different levels just like martial artists. The most common ones are black corpses, followed by iron corpses, bronze corpses, silver corpses, and gold corpses. I can't remember what else there is at the moment. A residual soul is a residual soul, and its memory is fragmented and disordered. But it's a good thing that it's a residual soul. If it were a complete soul consciousness, I'm afraid I wouldn't be able to stick to my original heart and nature!"
"Hiss, the fighting power of the bronze corpse is actually comparable to that of a martial artist at the strength realm. The hall owner is only a martial artist at the strength realm, and he is already a master with considerable fame and prestige in the county city. If I can control these three zombies, it will be equivalent to having three martial artists under my command?" Qin Ziling recalled and thought about it, and gradually sorted out some information and knowledge in his mind. He couldn't help but feel surprised and happy, and his heart was pounding.
"It seems that the other zombies in this corpse-raising ring are all silver and gold zombies. When Li Mo was being hunted, they were all released to resist the attack. I really don't know what realm Li Mo is in, and what realm the people who are hunting him are in. These three bronze zombies are not even qualified to be released to help resist."
"The strong people in this world are much stronger than I thought. I must keep a low profile and improve my cultivation as soon as possible. Otherwise, if I really meet a strong person of Li Mo's level, I'm afraid I won't even know how I died." Qin Ziling continued to recall and think, and he had a terrifying and extremely uneasy feeling.
Thinking about improving his cultivation as soon as possible, Qin Ziling quickly looked at the three-headed bronze corpse with a fiery mind.
For him at the moment, these three bronze corpses are peerless masters.
If he could drive these three bronze corpses, it would be like having three powerful men in the realm of strength working for him. Not only would his personal safety be temporarily guaranteed in these troubled times, but the problem of lack of meat and tonics would also be easily solved.
But the question is, how can we control these three bronze corpses?
Qin Ziling fell into deep thought again.
An image flashed through my mind of men in black holding bells or flags, shaking the bells or flags and using magic spells to drive zombies.
Qin Ziling's heart moved, and he looked around, but he didn't find any bells or flags. Instead, he found a small box in the corner of a huge empty coffin.
When Qin Ziling saw the small box, his head ached, as if he had forgotten something very important, but he just couldn't remember it.
Qin Ziling was too lazy to recall what happened, so he took out the small box and opened it.
In the box was a palm-sized, ancient triangular token made of unknown material, and a scroll of scriptures.
When Qin Ziling saw the ancient triangular token, he could not recall any related memory, but when he saw the scripture, his heart was shocked and he quickly picked up the scripture and opened it.
The scripture was extremely thin. When it was opened, it was covered with dense text, and in the middle of the scripture was a map of the starry sky.
This galaxy map may seem insignificant at first glance, but when you look closely, you will find that it expands infinitely, as if it has become a truly vast and boundless universe, and people in it are so small that they are not even a speck of dust.
Countless suns, moons, and stars are moving, gathering together like an eternal, mighty river.
