After the Ancestor of the Cultivation World Transmigrates into a Zombie Apocalypse

Qi Fengsheng had just transmigrated when he saw zombies pounding on the front door of his home.

Now he faced one good piece of news and one bad one.

The bad news was that he was a cultivator, but he had transmigrated into someone else's body and had no cultivation. And everywhere was crawling with man-eating zombies.

The good news was that this place had spiritual energy, so he could cultivate.

He quickly drew spiritual energy into his body, demonstrating extraordinary abilities before everyone. His sword techniques were swift and decisive, taking down one zombie with every strike. His talismans summoned thunder, reducing zombies to ash. He could even prevent someone bitten by a zombie from transforming with a single pill.

Everyone flocked to Qi Fengsheng, begging him to take them as disciples.

So Qi Fengsheng took in disciples and taught them while establishing a safe zone, even putting the name of his sect on its signboard.

However, as the population of the safe zone grew, securing enough supplies to survive became a problem.

Qi Fengsheng was not worried in the slightest.

No clean water?

Try a Water-Drawing Talisman.

The wheat takes too long to ripen, and there isn't enough food?

A wood spiritual root can make all things grow. Plant seeds today, and the wheat will flower tomorrow.

Too many people crowded together, living in terrible conditions?

Metal and earth spiritual roots can conjure metal and bricks, expanding outward to enlarge the safe zone.

Qi Fengsheng even set up a barrier. Any zombies that came near would be burned to a crisp.

Looking at the growing population in the safe zone, he had succeeded in rebuilding his sect.

But then the zombies suddenly evolved. Safe zones everywhere were horrified to discover that the zombies had gained intelligence. They no longer fought alone, but joined together into armies, surveyed the weak points in safe zones, and launched planned attacks. They had even learned to use weapons, wielding knives and firing guns.

Mutated plants and animals in the wilderness also sprang into action...

Flying zombie vultures swooped down from the sky, while burrowing pangolin zombies crawled up from underground...

Extreme weather brought cold, heat and humidity, drought...

Countless safe zones fell, and the stench of death spread.

Outside Qi Fengsheng's safe zone, the Zombie King commanded an army of thousands and thousands, launching an attack.

At that moment, Qi Fengsheng sat leisurely in his office chair inside the barrier, enjoying tea at a comfortable 25 degrees Celsius.

Could zombies really defeat cultivators who could fly through the sky and burrow underground, move mountains and fill seas?

Qi Fengsheng lifted his head and looked out the window.

A hundred thousand cultivators rose into the air on their swords. They casually tossed down a flurry of Thunder-Summoning Talismans. Thunder boomed, lightning split the sky, and the zombies below, still trying to tear through the barrier, were reduced to ash.

His eldest disciple brought down his sword, and the head of the ten-meter-tall Zombie King, supposedly impervious to all weapons, hit the ground. The zombies lost their commander and scattered in every direction, only to be hunted down by the cultivators.

Qi Fengsheng took a sip of tea and sighed, "That's the power of a sect."

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