Trust No One

Close to the center of the village, a horde of zombies was trooping toward a specific building.

Inside the building, a group of Kunlun Sword Sect disciples fought tooth and nail with the zombies.

"Ahhh!"

A girl screamed in pain as one of the zombies bit off her arm. She fell to the ground with panic written all over her face.

"Someone, please save me," she cried, trying to distance herself from the incoming zombies.

But Ziheng's cold, emotionless voice shattered her hope of being saved by her fellow disciples.

"They bit her; we must kill her immediately before she turns into those vile things."

When the other disciples heard him, they all nodded, and a body from the group rushed to finish her off.

In the distance, Elder Lan watched the cold brutality of one of their disciples killing them but had nothing to say.

She knew those vile things could infest other people if they bit them.

Left with no choice, she disregarded their actions and resolutely focused on battling the never-ending horde of zombies

Moreover, the blood rain was terrifying; no one dared step into the rain to close the main entrance.

Bang! Bang!

Xia smashed the head of a zombie to pieces with a big hammer while panting heavily.

After fighting the zombies, they discovered their previous weapons would be useless against them in the long run.

Thus, every one of them opted for a blunt weapon.

As she tried to catch her breath, she raised her head, looked at the new stream of zombies, and shivered.

"We can't continue like this or we will die of exhaustion," she muttered.

Standing close to her were two male disciples, and one of them responded.

"Xia, you're right. We must find a way to hide from these vile things."

When she heard this, her face brightened up, and without waiting for others, she rushed toward the inner part of the building.

Quickly, her two loyal dogs followed after her. Watching the three escape as if their lives depended on it caught the attention of everyone in the courtyard.

Before they could react, the group entered a room and locked the door.

When the disciples saw this, they were stunned. They looked at each other, not knowing what to do.

"What are you trying to do?" Elder Lan asked with a deep frown on her face.

"Elder Lan, we can't continue to kill these things. They're getting stronger by the minute," Jiao responded.

"So are you going to hide forever?" She responded and cleaved the head of another zombie.

Ziheng looked at her with hidden disdain and then at his girlfriend, holding her hand.

"Elder Lan, you're more powerful than us. Please continue fighting the zombies," he said, dragging Jiao into an empty room.

Just as Elder Lan wanted to scold them, a bald man entered the courtyard with a lifeless expression.

Looking at Elder Lan, he drooled, his head split open, and the terrifying viper rushed toward its prey.

"W-What the…" Elder Lan was stunned, and without hesitating, she used her movement skill to evade the attack.

Although the world had been deprived of spiritual energy, her years of powerful cultivation had left her with ingrained movement skills that allowed her to tap into a remnant of its power.

Hiss!

A loud, piercing hiss came from the viper when it missed its prey, but its eyes locked on the stunned disciples in the distance.

Whoosh!

It appeared before the stunned disciple and bit off his head.

Watching the carnage, the other disciples scrambled off in trepidation.

Elder Lan's heart pounded wildly in her chest; she looked at the terrifying viper and felt a cold shiver down her spine.

'How is this possible?' she exclaimed in her heart.

'What sorcery is this?'

In a blink, the deadly viper had bitten off three disciples' heads, and a burp escaped from its mouth.

Slowly, it turned to Elder Lan's direction. The viper's fangs rolled forward and backward, ready to devour its prey.

The human and the viper stared at each other for a couple of seconds before the viper dashed towards her at a breathtaking speed.

Before Elder Lan could react, the viper was already upon her, its jaws wide open.

"Danger!"

All the hair on her body stood up straight; her heart was in her throat, breathless, without blinking. She reacted based on her instinct and moved to the side.

"Bang!"

The viper's head crashed into the wall, destroying it to pieces, and Elder Lan rolled on the floor in trepidation.

Quickly, she got on her feet and escaped with her greatest speed.

Unfortunately, the viper flung her, as she was a tad bit slow.

"Ahhh!"

A miserable scream escaped from her mouth with blood splattering everywhere. Yet, she got on her feet and rushed to the nearest room for safety.

Just as she was about to enter the closest room, Jiao looked at her straight in the eyes and shut the door tightly.

"Sorry, Elder Lan, we can't allow you to bring the monster inside," she muttered without a change in her cold expression.

Realizing she had been left for dead, Elder Lan gritted her teeth and rushed to the other rooms.

Unfortunately, the doors were all locked, and right behind her was the viper.

Elder Lan attempted to evade the viper's attack once more, but her reflexes were too slow. The deadly strike sent her flying.

She crashed into the wall, puking out a mouthful of blood. For a moment, her head was dizzy, everything blurred.

However, she heard the heart-piercing hiss of the viper nearby. She bit her tongue and got back on her feet, ready to rush into the room to try her luck outside the building.

Just then, she heard a low voice.

"Elder Lan, this side."

Without thinking twice, she rushed toward the direction of the voice and saw six disciples bundled together inside a room.

As she entered the room, the boy who opened the door for her shut the door immediately, and the viper crashed into the door.

Bang!

"What are you doing? Find something to put behind the door to prevent it from breaking," the boy shouted, his voice urgent.

Quickly, the group pushed a wardrobe with a bit of difficulty behind the door.

But then, the viper crashing against the door suddenly stopped and silence permeated the air. After a couple of minutes, a voice asked in a low voice. 

"Has the beast gone?"