The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 406

The Starshatter Sea, where Spiritual Qi was densest in the interior and thinnest on the outside, was naturally divided into three rings: the First Ring, Second Ring, and Third Ring. Nine Yin Island was located within the southernmost part of the Third Ring.

It wasn't long before Nine Yin anchored at Nine Yin Island. Chu Xuan and his companions finally set foot on solid ground after their long journey.

Nine Yin Island, though small, spanned about fifty thousand square meters. Upon it stood a dark, ominous pavilion, surrounded by clusters of caves where cultivators resided.

True Master Yin, visibly weaker, coughed several times, his complexion growing more ashen. He suddenly reached into his storage bag and retrieved three dark green pills.

"These are detox pills. Take them," True Master Yin said hoarsely, his voice strained. freewёbn૦νeɭ.com

Chu Xuan took the so-called detox pills from him, glancing at True Master Yin with a steady gaze. Without a word, he threw the pills into his mouth. Regardless of whether these were truly detoxifying or not, not taking them would arouse suspicion from True Master Yin.

Furthermore, his physical body, as a body refiner, was naturally resistant to poisons. Body refiners were born as poison's natural nemeses. Additionally, he had a considerable understanding of poison and could quickly identify its antidote by smelling the few herbs that had just wafted from the pills.

Seeing how decisive and confident Chu Xuan was, True Master Yin's expression softened into one of satisfaction.

Seeing this, both Pei Yuankui and Ge Rong followed suit, swallowing the pills without protest.

Once all three had taken the pills, True Master Yin's expression became pleased, and he gestured for them to wait outside the cave.

"Wait here for now. I'll summon you one by one," True Master Yin instructed. "There are nine branches to the Nine Yin Profound Pulse Art. I need to examine your spiritual roots and cultivation methods before tailoring a specific technique for each of you."

Chu Xuan and the others nodded in agreement.

True Master Yin strode into his cave dwelling, and the heavy stone door shut behind him with a resounding thud. The three of them were left waiting outside in silence, each lost in their own thoughts. Each had their own plans in mind, particularly Ge Rong, whose eyes darted about as if he had already deduced True Master Yin's intentions.

Pei Yuankui, on the other hand, appeared unruffled, as though he had seen such things countless times before.

After a long while, the stone door of the cave finally creaked open again. From within, True Master Yin's hoarse voice called out, "Ge Rong, come in."

Ge Rong's expression darkened, and with a respectful tone, he said, "Master, I believe this matter should be handled according to seniority. My eldest senior brother holds a higher rank than I do, and his strength surpasses mine. He is your eldest disciple, so he should go first."

Pei Yuankui silently cursed, but his face remained impassive. He too spoke respectfully, "Master, as the eldest disciple, it is only right that I yield to the younger generation. There is no reason for the eldest disciple to take such advantage."

The two of them exchanged polite words, each trying to convince the other to go first.

Chu Xuan couldn't bear to watch any longer. With a swift step, he moved in front of both Pei Yuankui and Ge Rong.

"Master, both senior brothers are too polite, and it's wasting time." He spoke with a casual air, "I think it's best if I go first. After all, I'm the third disciple, and I'm the youngest."

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Pei Yuankui and Ge Rong exchanged a glance, and immediately, they bowed in unison, "Third junior brother is absolutely right."

True Master Yin fell into silence for a long while before finally speaking calmly, "Very well, Chen Jin, you may enter."

Chu Xuan stepped into the dark cave. As soon as he entered, the heavy stone door slammed shut behind him.

The interior of the cave was completely dark, devoid of any light. It appeared that a special formation was at work, absorbing all light and suppressing spiritual senses. Even Nascent Soul cultivators would struggle to see the environment within.

Ordinary Nascent Soul cultivators could not see it—Chu Xuan, however, was a different case. Even with the formation suppressing his senses, his spiritual perception was unmatched below Deity Transformation, allowing him to clearly make out the cave's structure.

A sudden chill swept across his neck, and his skin broke out in goosebumps. It felt as though a razor-sharp blade was aimed directly at his throat, slashing through the air with deadly precision.

The temperature plummeted, the air turning icy cold. He took a deep breath, but before he could exhale, blood clouds surged into his mouth. Countless blood-colored little demons rushed from all directions, clawing and biting at his flesh, trying to tear him apart.

Meanwhile, the very Chen Jin—who had been lying helplessly a moment ago, heading toward the corpse general on the stone bed—was now unleashing a terrifying barrage of spells!

True Master Yin's expression changed drastically.

"You're not poisoned!" he exclaimed in shock. His eyes widened as he immediately ordered the ghost king to charge at Chu Xuan. At the same time, he spat out a mouthful of Nascent Soul essence, forcibly channeling Spiritual Qi to break through the magical treasures attacking him.

Boom! Boom! Boom!

The resounding explosions echoed through the cave as the Evil Soul Chain was sent flying far away. The shockwave didn't manage to sever True Master Yin's neck, but it did sever his right arm completely.

The White Bone Stele, which was supposed to crush his head, missed its target and instead smashed his left arm to pieces. But just as True Master Yin thought he had narrowly escaped the worst of the assault, he suddenly felt the ground tremble beneath him. The next moment, a massive ice column shot up from the ground, hurling him through the air!

Pfft!

True Master Yin spat out a mouthful of blood. The minor improvement in his condition had been abruptly reversed. The new injuries aggravated his old wounds, causing them to flare up again.

"Black Yin Pearl!" True Master Yin growled, his face twisted in pain.

Despite the pain, True Master Yin was a seasoned Deity Transformation cultivator. He couldn't afford to waste time thinking about his next move—he immediately summoned a defensive magic treasure.

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