The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

Chu Xuan suddenly burst into laughter, startling the two monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple.

Yuanzhi sneered, "Laughing at the brink of death, what's so funny?"

Yuanyi let out a sinister chuckle, "He must know he's doomed. Might as well laugh a bit more before dying!"

Both monks looked at Chu Xuan as if he were already a dead man.

"Huikong, it's unfortunate that you worship the Dragon Buddha—our Celestial Sound Zen Temple has always despised foreign Buddhas!" Yuanzhi scoffed.

Without hesitation, the two monks attacked Chu Xuan simultaneously from front and back.

Yuanzhi swung a steel ring aimed directly at Chu Xuan's head, while Yuanyi threw a monk's knife, piercing Chu Xuan's heart!

In their minds, Huikong, who was only at the early stages of Golden Core cultivation, stood no chance against them.

Fending off one magical treasure was plausible, but two was sheer folly!

"Dragon Buddha above! Today, even I must break my vow of non-killing," Chu Xuan sighed deeply. "It was you who forced my hand."

With those words, he gestured with his hand, and a colossal umbrella that obscured the sky suddenly appeared.

A dark four-arm shadow burst forth from under the umbrella.

Clang, clang!

The two magic treasures fell to the ground, their light completely extinguished.

Yuanzhi and Yuanyi hadn't even recovered from their shock when a trident and a ring pommel saber viciously slashed toward them. In an instant, their souls were pierced and shattered!

The four-arms figure opened its massive mouth and devoured their souls right there.

The expression on its face was complex.

So delicious. But no more could be eaten.

With a casual gesture, Chu Xuan collected the corpses into the corpse tower, securing his storage bag at his waist.

When he emerged from the alley once more, he had transformed back into Huikong, the high monk of the Golden Dragon Temple, revered for his boundless merit.

"The Dragon Buddha is truly awesome," Chu Xuan intoned, a slight smile on his face.

Now that the monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple had acted against him, it signaled that the opening of the Deity Transformation cave was imminent. The ultimate chaos was about to descend!

Within the city, many were probably waiting for that moment to arrive.

Several days later, at night, the ground suddenly began to tremble violently. The disturbance was so pronounced that even the cultivators within the Righteous Dao City felt it clearly. The city's defensive array shook fiercely, nearly sustaining damage.

All the cultivators ascended to the city walls, gazing in the direction of the Great Chasm. Indeed, there was a radiance shooting into the sky from that direction, illuminating the surroundings as if it were daylight. On the dark land in the distance, numerous shadows writhed, seemingly alerted by the noise and swiftly approaching.

Chu Xuan clicked his tongue. It truly was a case of misfortunes never coming singly. The Deity Transformation cave had opened during the night. Swarms of Nether Crocodiles were already rushing towards them. This night was destined to be one of death. ṜÁɴÖ₿ΕS

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Most Golden Core cultivators lacked the means to deal with the Nether Crocodiles. If surrounded by a large number of these beasts, they were likely headed for certain death.

However, Chu Xuan was different. His Yin Thunder Seeds could inflict damage on the Nether Crocodiles. A massive barrage of these bombs could blast open a path.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Several figures suddenly flew out of the Righteous Dao City, heading towards the Great Chasm. Shortly afterward, another dozen figures followed. Those daring to leave the city at night were either Nascent Soul cultivators or extremely confident Golden Core cultivators.

Chu Xuan glanced over and noticed that the leaders were clad in black and white Daoist robes, clearly cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Church like Yun Zhongyu.

The second group to leave the city were monks from the Celestial Sound Zen Temple and cultivators from the Majestic Sword Sect, evidently going to rendezvous with their comrades.

Disguised, Chu Xuan mingled with the third group of cultivators leaving the city, quietly slipping out.

Moments later, at the Great Chasm.

The cultivators occupied various positions, looking down upon the dark chasm from high vantage points. The spot claimed by Yun Zhongyu and other Reincarnation Divine Church cultivators was prime, offering an unobstructed view of the entrance to the Deity Transformation cave. Should anyone emerge from the cave, they could spot them immediately and contest for the treasures.

No one else dared to stand close to Yun Zhongyu and the other Nascent Soul cultivators.

Chu Xuan did not approach Yun Zhongyu either. Instead, he found a remote spot to observe the Great Chasm from a distance, waiting quietly. In such a massive melee, victory did not necessarily belong to those who stood closest or struck fastest. It depended on who could hold out the longest.

Tick-tock, tick-tock.

Time dripped away second by second. Each breath now seemed exceedingly prolonged. Every cultivator clenched their magic treasures tightly, their eyes fixed on the dark abyss of the Great Chasm.

For many, this was their only chance. Missing it might mean never having another shot at reaching the Nascent Soul stage—a step that could extend one's life by five hundred years. After all, isn't the pursuit of cultivation about seeking eternal life, to exist as long as the heavens?

Boom!

At a certain moment, the dark entrance to the Deity Transformation cave suddenly burst open! A figure who had been waiting for a long time dashed out, his face brimming with joy, clearly having reaped a great harvest within the cave.

However, just as he took a few steps from the entrance, a chilly green light shot out from inside, piercing his heart in an instant.

Another figure from within the cave swiftly advanced, snatching the fallen cultivator's storage bag and preparing to use an escape technique to flee. But as he looked up, he saw figures looming on both sides of the Great Chasm. A chill ran down his spine.

"I'll take the treasures, and you can leave your life behind!" a cold voice called out.

A massive hand slammed down with a thunderous crash, reducing the man to a pulp. His storage bag was then pulled through the air, landing in the hands of Yun Zhongyu.

When a Nascent Soul powerhouse strikes, it is overwhelmingly domineering—one blow was all it took to obliterate a Golden Core cultivator!

The surrounding Golden Core cultivators, who had been hoping to pick up any leftovers, trembled with fear, not daring to even glance at Yun Zhongyu.

Chu Xuan remained patient, continuing to wait. The initial Golden Core cultivators to emerge from the cave were merely the beginning. The real spectacle involved the Nascent Soul cultivators from Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, Majestic Sword Sect, and Celestial Sound Zen Temple, as well as elder ancestors from the Duan, Lei, Bai, and Qin families, including some pseudo-Nascent Soul cultivators. They were the formidable ones likely to have secured the most valuable treasures within the cave.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!

Another seven or eight Golden Core cultivators burst out of the cave in quick succession. Yun Zhongyu managed to kill only two of them. The other five, likely anticipating an ambush outside, had used a costly blood escape technique the moment they emerged, quickly creating distance.

Cultivators who had been waiting along the sides of the Great Chasm immediately charged to intercept them.

Bang, bang, bang!

Magic treasures clanged chaotically. Spells flew wildly in all directions. This dark night turned as lively as a bustling marketplace.

"Uncle master, shouldn't we deal with those people?" a disciple of the Reincarnation Divine Church asked quietly.

Yun Zhongyu responded indifferently, "No need to bother with those minor pests. It's the items from those Nascent Soul cultivators that I truly need."

"Yes," the disciples of the Reincarnation Divine Church nodded gravely, continuing to wait.

Whoosh! Suddenly, a thick bolt of lightning streaked out from the cave, followed by several smaller bolts. It was the Lei family's Nascent Soul elder and their Golden Core cultivators!

Yun Zhongyu's eyes brightened, "Attack now!"

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