The tail of the fox demon was incredibly resilient, making it ideal for crafting a whip to perform the Sky Demon Whip Technique.
This would extend Chen Guo's attack range.
While the Seven Star Sword was remarkable, it remained a melee weapon, not a flying sword, limiting him to hand-to-hand combat.
Therefore, a whip was necessary to compensate for the shortcoming in his attack range.
Chen Guo then set about creating a large number of Heavenly Master Talismans.
The beauty of the Heavenly Master Talisman was its on-demand production; with an ample supply of blood essence, he could make as many as he desired.
Armed with a sufficient stockpile of these talismans, he could unleash a burst of power several times greater than his own attack strength in an instant.
Chen Guo's attributes had soared above 70 points, rendering his physique on par with Captain America—extraordinarily strong and vital.
Utilizing the fabric and cash he had on hand, Chen Guo crafted 20 Heavenly Master Talismans.
He had reached his limit; creating any more would deplete too much blood essence and risk damaging his core.
Surveying the landscape around the coffin, Chen Guo positioned himself 50 meters away and discreetly buried ten Heavenly Master Talismans beneath his feet.
"Om Mani Padme Hum!"
Crouching, Chen Guo intoned the spell while inscribing a talisman on the earth, summoning the Yellow Turban Warrior.
With a puff of smoke, a towering figure clad in yellow, with a square face and a headband, materialized before Chen Guo—the Yellow Turban Warrior.
A formidable level four Yellow Turban Warrior!
"I will follow your command," the Yellow Turban Warrior stated in a tone devoid of emotion.
Summoned through the Mount Maoshan Dao Arts, the Yellow Turban Warrior was one tier below its master.
Yet, it was unwaveringly obedient, willing to walk through fire and water, proving to be an exceptionally reliable aide.
Reluctant to engage Old Master Zhang in close-quarters combat and risk danger, Chen Guo had called forth the Yellow Turban Warrior to serve as a tank and draw the enemy's attention.
"Place these ten Heavenly Master Talismans around Old Master Zhang's coffin, then dismantle the peach wood talisman and lift the lid of the coffin," Chen Guo commanded.
"As you wish, Daoist!"
The Yellow Turban Warrior grasped the ten Heavenly Master Talismans and strode confidently forward, approaching Old Master Zhang's coffin. Without a flicker of emotion, he methodically placed the talismans near the coffin's lid.
With a swift motion, the warrior tore off the peach wood talisman from the coffin and, seizing the lid, heaved it open with a powerful lift!
"Return!"
Chen Guo commanded.
The Yellow Turban Warrior promptly resumed his initial stance, his obedience flawless.
"The Zhang family should not have come to this. My hatred... it seethes."
"Kill, kill, kill!"
Freed from its seal, Old Master Zhang's charred corpse rose as if buoyed by an unseen force.
The zombie radiated malice, with Old Master Zhang's own malevolence amplifying it to an unbearable degree.
Yet before Old Master Zhang could take action, Chen Guo snapped his fingers. With a mere thought, he uttered, "Explode!"
The ten Heavenly Master Talismans encircling the coffin detonated in unison, with serpentine flames of green and white entwining Old Master Zhang.
Crackling fiercely!
The explosion that consumed Old Master Zhang's body was fierce. The talismans, designed to vanquish evil, unleashed a devastating force.
Caught off guard, Old Master Zhang's body was blasted into tatters, his coffin flung aside to shatter upon the earth.
"Kill!"
Old Master Zhang's roar echoed as his blood-red eyes fixed on Chen Guo, charging at him with fury.
"Yellow Turban Warrior, engage!"
Chen Guo gave the order.
"At your service, Daoist Brother!"
Without hesitation, the Yellow Turban Warrior charged into the fray against Old Master Zhang.
Despite his grievous wounds, Old Master Zhang fought fiercely.
The Yellow Turban Warrior, impervious to blade and spear, found itself outmatched in strength and speed, and even in attack power, by Old Master Zhang, who forced it into a relentless retreat.
Chen Guo silently gauged the distance.
"Now is the moment, the time is now!"
With a swift motion, Chen Guo drew his whip, lashing it out to ensnare Old Master Zhang and hurl him onto the prearranged trap.
"Explode!" he commanded.
Beneath the trap, the ten Heavenly Master Talismans erupted, ten fiery serpents ravaging Old Master Zhang, leaving him riddled with countless wounds.
After enduring twenty strikes from Heavenly Master Talismans, Old Master Zhang was on his last legs, his energy significantly weakened.
The Yellow Turban Warrior pressed on with the assault.
Chen Guo drew his Seven Star Sword and launched an attack on Old Master Zhang from the side.
Most of Old Master Zhang's attacks were absorbed by the Yellow Turban Warrior, and the few that weren't were easily dodged by Chen Guo.
Meanwhile, Chen Guo's Seven Star Sword relentlessly pierced Old Master Zhang, and within a few exchanges, he was barely clinging to life.
In that moment, despite his limited awareness, Old Master Zhang felt a surge of fear and emitted a piercing scream.
Then, to Chen Guo's astonishment, Old Master Zhang took to the air and fled.
He had realized he was no match for Chen Guo and decided to make a break for it!
"Flying corpses can actually fly for a bit. Good thing I hit him hard right from the start, or this could've been a real headache!"
Watching Old Master Zhang's retreating figure, Chen Guo was determined not to let his prey escape. He immediately tapped into his super speed and burst forth, his innate talent propelling him in hot pursuit.
The Yellow Turban Warrior followed suit, chasing behind.
Flying corpses, though capable of flight, couldn't sustain it for long or cover much distance.
Old Master Zhang managed to fly for a minute, covering a few hundred meters before crashing to the ground. He then hobbled and hopped his way out of Blackwater Town.
Aware that his life was at stake, he threw caution to the wind, desperate to escape.
Chen Guo was relentless, rapidly closing the gap between him and Old Master Zhang.
Just then, a group entered the gates of Blackwater Town.
The Hunting Dragon Squad.
"We're the first from the Hunting Dragon Squad to hit level 2. There should be plenty of high-level monsters in this town, perfect for efficient leveling..." Yang Wei was saying when he suddenly spotted Old Master Zhang charging towards them. "Holy smokes, a Level 5 Elite, run for it!"
"Damn!"
"Crap!"
Old Master Zhang had collided head-on with them.
Upon seeing Old Master Zhang's stats—a Level 5 Elite with a combat power of 999—the members of the Hunting Dragon Squad were terrified and scattered in all directions.
Despite being an elite squad, battle-hardened from countless encounters, they quickly noticed something was amiss with Old Master Zhang.
"Old Master Zhang is critically weakened!"
"Stop chasing, this Level 5 Elite is barely hanging on. It looks like another team has worn him down, but now's our chance to swoop in for the kill and snatch the glory!" Yang Wei exclaimed. "Focus your attacks on Old Master Zhang and claim his head!"
"Yes, claim his head!"
"It's like a heavenly gift!"
The rest of the Hunting Dragon Squad, seeing Old Master Zhang teetering on the brink of death, sensed an opportunity to deliver the final blow. They swiftly regrouped and launched a concerted assault on him.
From afar, Chen Guo witnessed the scene and erupted in rage, "Old Master Zhang is mine! What are you doing stealing my kill? Have you no respect for the rules?!"