All players: I can choose my own dungeon rewards.

In the not-so-spacious passage of the underground palace, the atmosphere between the two sides became extremely tense as Wang Zhifan, who was blocking the way, sneered.

The sturdy middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit in the middle of the five people frowned and said to the man in front of him mercilessly:
"If you want to find zombies, go inside and look for them yourself! Don't block our way! Otherwise, don't blame us for outnumbering you!"

As he spoke, he deliberately shook the eight-sided Han sword in his hand, indicating that if Wang Zhifan continued to make trouble, he would use violence.

"Brother Qiu is right! Since you are here, you must be a gangster. We should keep to ourselves and speak openly. There is no need to cause trouble for ourselves!"

Lao Zhang, a short man in black, continued to speak, meaning that they didn't understand what Wang Zhifan and the young man in Western clothes meant, and were confused.

It's really not their fault for their poor comprehension. It's really impossible for them to realize that their partner has been possessed by the old zombie who just died. Even if Wang Zhifan explained it directly, it would be useless because others would not believe it as soon as they heard it.

Seeing this, the young man in a Western dress holding a torch at the front of the five people raised his mouth even more sharply as he faced Wang Zhifan.

He felt that everything was under his control. He was now in a great advantage. As long as the opponent in front of him, who seemed mysterious and unpredictable to him and whom he had no confidence in defeating, was not a stubborn idiot, he should retreat when he saw difficulty. Otherwise, he would be in trouble in a five-on-one situation.

But is Wang Zhifan the kind of person who backs down easily? He was indeed tricked by this cunning old monster, but in his opinion, the other party's calculations are not unbreakable.

"Old monster, I want you to show your true colors now."

Facing the pressure from the crowd in front of him, Wang Zhifan suddenly drew his sword!

In an instant, the people in front of him reacted and the battle officially began!
The first to take action was the young man in green military uniform who was standing behind the five people. He pulled the trigger of his pistol without hesitation and fired a silver bullet accurately at Wang Zhifan's forehead, intending to kill instantly this mysterious weirdo who was determined to stop them.

It can be seen from the fact that he hit the head directly that his military uniform is not just for decoration. He fights ruthlessly and without any delay, with a very iron-blooded style.

But the next moment his pupils suddenly shrank because he found that not only did his sure shot miss the target, but the enemy also disappeared in front of his eyes in an instant, as if he had been dazzled.

"Everyone, stand back! Let me deal with him!"

Master Zhao, the woman in white at the back of the team, had her eyes flashed coldly when she saw this. A terrifying long-tongued male ghost and a blood-eyed female ghost appeared beside her. To deal with enemies that can become invisible, it is most appropriate to use these ghosts with non-human vision.

Wang Zhifan ignored everyone else. He stared at his target, who looked like a young man in a Western dress but was actually a thousand-year-old zombie. He first escaped from other people's attention by escaping into a dream, and then suddenly returned to reality from the dream and slashed at the young man's head from behind.

But he did not use his full strength in this strike, and deliberately slowed down a bit to give someone some time to react.

As expected, facing the threat of beheading, the old zombie could no longer continue to act. He suddenly burst out with inhuman speed, narrowly avoiding Wang Zhifan's knife, and then ran forward while shouting:
"Uncle Qiu, save me!"

The detail of shouting for help is crucial. In addition to allowing the other four people to increase their efforts to besiege Wang Zhifan, it can also make others subconsciously ignore his extraordinary evasive speed just now and just think that he was lucky.

At the same time, while Wang Zhifan was chasing the young man in a dress who was running wildly in front of him, he noticed that there were two ghosts chasing him from behind.

One of them stretched out its long smelly tongue in the air to try to restrain him, while the other spread dark red blood on the ground to try to keep him, and both were astonishingly fast.

Behind the ghost, there was a middle-aged man running wildly holding a golden eight-sided Han sword, and next to him was a man in green military uniform raising his gun and aiming.

"It's easy to get rid of you...but I want to keep you as witnesses."

Wang Zhifan still ignored these humans who were hostile to him. He flashed and went back into the dream again, appearing in front of the fleeing young man in a dress in an incredible way.

The young man in the dress saw him appearing and disappearing so mysteriously and blocking his way again in a way he couldn't understand, and his face couldn't help but become a little gloomy.

It’s not that he doesn’t have the ability to fight against strong opponents, but he doesn’t want to reveal his true identity at the moment and has to maintain the image of an ordinary young man.

So he quickly turned around and ran back, determined not to fight Wang Zhifan head-on, and left all the pressure of the battle to the other four people.

He firmly believed that the fact that Wang Zhifan had not attacked other people until now meant that there was a restriction that prohibited killing. Then within this restriction framework, the other four people must have a great advantage, and they might be able to make Wang Zhifan suffer a great loss. Then he would turn against them and catch Wang Zhifan off guard.

However, what the young man in a Western dress did not expect was that when he turned around, he found that his four human companions and one bald zombie companion had all turned pale and stiff. Each of them was covered with white frost and could not move. Only two ghosts were still able to move normally.

"It's this thing he used on me not long ago!"

He, whose real identity is an old zombie, suddenly recalled some memories. It was not long ago that he was stopped by this icy force in the main tomb chamber when he was still in his original zombie body.

If this kind of power appears on him again, he can only resist with all his strength. It is impossible for him to allow himself to be manipulated by the enemy, especially the enemy who is so mysterious that he cannot see through his strength.

But before the icy force arrived, he suddenly felt a huge force coming from behind his neck, lifting him up!

It was a palm covered with golden light, and the owner of the palm was Wang Zhifan. For some reason, he broke through his perception speed and grabbed him before he could react.

"Everyone! I will now let you see the truth about your partner with your own eyes!"

After catching the young man in the dress and lifting him up, Wang Zhifan reached out and tore off his shirt in front of the other four people he had frozen, revealing his heart.

It was a hideous wound, through which one could directly see the beating heart inside and the tiny metal cubes inside the heart sucking blood.

This scene was extremely shocking, and it immediately shocked the eyes of the people who were frozen in front of them, revealing expressions of disbelief.

Even the two ghosts still under the control of Master Zhao, a middle-aged woman in white, immediately stopped attacking Wang Zhifan.

"See? Your friend is no longer the same person! He has been replaced by the zombie in the coffin!"

Wang Zhifan continued speaking, and his palm, which was emitting a faint golden glow, held the young man in the dress tightly. Even though the other party had burst out with all his strength, which was that of a thousand-year-old zombie, it was of no avail, and he could not escape his control at all.

After all, Wang Zhifan's personal attributes are ridiculously high, far beyond the reach of normal humans, and he also has many extraordinary powers, so it is not difficult for him to suppress a zombie head-on.

Then, he stretched out his other hand filled with golden light to the heart of the young man in the dress, and quickly took out a small metal cube not even the size of a peanut.

In his opinion, this thing should be the key for zombies to take over humans, and it may also be a rare item.

As expected, when he focused his eyes on it, the text information of the extraordinary game unfolded in front of him. [Eternal Life Talisman (Epic)]

[It is said that this talisman was created by ancient corpse refiners who were seeking immortality. Corpse refiners refined themselves into corpses in order to achieve immortality, while also breaking the limitation that the body would decay.]

[Rebirth from death: After a person dies and has an unused longevity talisman placed in his body, he will transform into a zombie after a long sleep. This zombie retains most of its consciousness before death, and the longer it sleeps, the stronger it becomes. 】

[Endless Life: The used Longevity Talisman will concentrate the soul and power of the user, and can be used to temporarily leave the body and invade other humans. The soul of the target will be completely devoured, and the memory will be inherited by the user.]

[Note: The Longevity Talisman can only have one user. If you want to change the user, you must first completely destroy the original soul power in the Longevity Talisman.]

"It's actually an epic item... but it's a bit weird, so it doesn't make any sense to me... I'll destroy the soul of the original owner first."

Holding a very small longevity talisman, Wang Zhifan felt it vibrating violently in his palm. Sometimes it tried to break free from his restraints, and sometimes it tried to drill into his skin and take over his body.

But his physical strength was far beyond that of a normal human being, and he also used the protective golden light gained from practicing the Wuji Golden Body Technique, which resulted in the small metal cube containing the ancient soul being unable to escape from his palm and could only be manipulated by him at will.

He then used the power of the Great Dream Sword Sutra, and even rarely activated the Tiger Soul True Pattern to inflict soul damage, violently flushing the Longevity Talisman back and forth, causing the soul inside to be completely cleared out in less than two seconds, leaving it in an empty state.

He casually put the formatted epic item into the space ring, and then let go of the young man in a dress in his other hand.

The other party has now become a corpse without a soul. He collapsed to the ground, the temperature on his body surface disappearing rapidly, and he was entering a cold death.

"Compared to this longevity talisman, I like what you have in your hands more. I hope you won't be ungrateful."

Wang Zhifan then swept his gaze over the NPCs that he had frozen, and spoke to them.

These NPCs were not killed by him, but were unable to act independently. Their purpose was to witness his previous demonstration and uncover the true identity of a certain existence.

Such behavior doesn't make much sense. If Wang Zhifan pursues the highest efficiency, it would be the easiest to just kill them all. But he didn't do that, simply because there was no need and no interest.

He first released everyone's frozen state, allowing them to regain freedom of movement.

Then walk past these frozen NPCs one by one and take away the treasures in their hands.

For example, the golden eight-sided Han sword in the hands of the middle-aged man in Zhongshan suit, the silver pistol in the hands of the man in green military uniform, and the black sex jar in the hands of the woman in white.

No one resisted him during the process, including the woman in white who could control the two ghosts with her mind. They just watched him take away their treasures.

This reflects that these people have relatively normal intelligence. They know that the mysterious man in the bamboo hat in front of them is incredibly powerful, and their resistance is seeking death, so they might as well choose to go along and seek a chance to survive.

"Haha... Since you guys are so cooperative, I feel embarrassed to take action again. Goodbye."

Originally, Wang Zhifan was planning to eliminate these NPCs as soon as any of them could not help but launch an attack, but it turned out that these people were very steady and none of them tried to fight against a strong opponent with an egg.

He was not a murderous person, and he would not stay in this world for long. He was not worried about any future troubles, so he disappeared and left the underground palace in stealth.

Before leaving, he also controlled the Yin-Treasure Jar to take back two ghosts and a bald zombie, adding three more thugs for himself.

It was not until his figure disappeared for more than ten seconds that the four people in the underground palace passage breathed a sigh of relief and took deep breaths.

"Who on earth is that? I've been to the Land of the Dead Souls many times before, but I've never seen such a scary guy... I felt like I couldn't breathe when he passed by..."

The short man in black, Lao Zhang, was filled with fear at this moment.

He was the weakest among the four people present, but his perception developed from years of adventure was not bad, so he understood how extraordinary the young man who had just appeared was.

"He is indeed incredibly strong. We have no ability to resist him... His identity is also very mysterious. He is most likely not an outsider... He is probably the hermit who is practicing in the Land of Dead Souls as rumored."

The sturdy middle-aged man in a Zhongshan suit nodded and replied, speculating on the identity of Wang Zhifan who had already left.

"A hermit who practices in the Land of Dead Souls? Are there really such people?"

The man in green military uniform couldn't believe it.

"This is the only explanation..."

The middle-aged woman in white at the side immediately echoed.

"They possess a variety of strange powers, so strong that we cannot understand them, let alone fight them. Only the hermits who are said to have inherited them from ancient times could have such power."

She thought for a moment and added.

"Ah... I was really unlucky this time. I didn't find the thing, one of my people died, and I even lost my own things..."

"It's good enough to survive when I meet that guy."

"In my opinion, we are really lucky to have met him. Otherwise, who would know that one of us was replaced? If we go back like this, the consequences will be disastrous."

"makes sense."

……

These people were talking while packing up the body of the young man in Western clothes and the jade coffin to prepare for their return journey, but they didn't know that their discussion made Wang Zhifan, who had already left, flash information in front of his eyes.

[You are given the title "Hermit" by the NPCs.]

[Hermit: When you want to be inconspicuous, you can blend in with any crowd and make it difficult for others to find you.] (End of this chapter)