Zhang Yang had transmigrated to the Zombie World and became Uncle Nine’s nephew. He had obtained the [One Hundred Million Times] System.
Drawing beginner-level talismans, activating the ability to draw 100 million more times, instantly completing 100 million talismans. The talisman seal was at perfection, and its power was comparable to high-level talisman seals!
He cultivated the Tao technique and activated the skill, One Hundred Million Times Again. He instantly cultivated one hundred million times, gathering the three flowers at the top, and the five qi facing the origin.
There were malicious ghosts? He threw a Heavenly Thunder Talisman and activated the skill a hundred million more times, killing the ghosts and spirits.
A monster was blocking the way? He used the True Samadhi Fire and activated the skill a hundred million times, burning the demon until not even ashes were left.
Martial arts, Daoist techniques, drawing talismans…As long as he did it a hundred million more times, he would be able to reach the peak level.
Ninth Uncle: My martial nephew is too heaven-defying. He only learned all the spells once. I’ve learned Taoist spells for decades in vain. Comparing people is infuriating.
[Ren Tingting: Zhang Yang, tonight you…]
A hundred million more times.
Yohoho