Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials

Even the remaining Foundation Establishment Cultivators couldn’t resist the mysterious power of the Four Great Demon Generals. One by one, their blood was partially plundered, weakening them in battle, their aura drastically changed, and their faces turned deathly pale.

This was the greatest catastrophe for the Qin Family, no longer merely losing soldiers and generals, but even having their foundation hollowed out.

The mining vein dispute with the Daluo Alliance had already caused heavy losses for the Qin Family, with two major battles resulting in the loss of five Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Yet now, the remaining backbone forces were completely no match for the Four Great Demon Generals: Indra, Vishnu, Rutolo, and Ghost Mother, and were being slaughtered mercilessly.

Accompanied by the actions of the Four Great Demon Generals, Indra, Vishnu, Rutolo, and Ghost Mother, the power of the Netherworld Blood Sea gathered in their bodies, being unrivaled in blood manipulation. Fighting against them, the most feared issue was unstable Blood Qi, which could be plundered within minutes.

The Qin Family’s Foundation Establishment Cultivators were now suffering tremendously, as with each confrontation and stalemate, some of their blood was taken.

It’s important to know that a cultivator’s Essence Blood is extremely precious, the basic driving force for maintaining a powerful physique. If even their blood is being absorbed, their strength rapidly declines. How could they continue fighting?

The gap in strength between the two sides was steadily widening at a visible speed.

In a moment, yet another Foundation Establishment Cultivator from the Qin Family’s ranks fell.

With a piercing scream, that person turned into a dried corpse.

The scream was filled with unwillingness, as the powerful aura of the Foundation Establishment Cultivator explosively released, and then quickly dissipated.

"Fifteen?!"

The sudden disappearance of the aura made the Qin Family Ancestor’s face change, because that aura belonged to his most direct and promising bloodline descendant, who had now perished here as well.

Originally having a bright future, everything now turned to naught, becoming nothingness.

The Qin Family Ancestor became even more enraged. The war with the Daluo Alliance had caused heavy losses for the Qin Family, so he was eager to send the ’Taibai Divine Gold’ to the Golden Palace Sect to receive greater support and wider protection from them.

At that time, with the resources supported by the Golden Palace Sect, plus their promises, the Qin Family would definitely be able to smoothly overcome the weakness period, and even soar, awaiting an explosive growth for the Qin Family.

The strength could rapidly multiply several times over, exceeding the overall development speed of the past, and he would become the restorer leader of the Qin Family, recorded in the ancestral history.

However, before the Qin Family Ancestor’s vision could be realized, terrible enemies were drawn in.

These inexplicable enemies had bizarre origins, were mysterious and unfathomable, quickly slaughtering the Qin Clan. Within a short time, the bloodlines most pure and talented direct descendants in the ancestral land of the Qin Family fell in succession.

The Qin Family had suffered too much loss.

"Ah!"

The Qin Family Ancestor watched as his direct descendants became lambs to be slaughtered under the enemy’s hands, one by one easily beheaded. The elite clansmen, concentrated with the essence accumulated over several hundred years, were meaninglessly dying at the enemy’s hands, and he could not accept it.

Even as the Qin Family Ancestor frantically fought with all his might, unleashing his full strength, he still couldn’t escape the entanglement of the Nether River Daoist. Instead, after his continuous aura bursts, his breath weakened, gradually falling into a disadvantage.

"Where’s the Treasure Box?!"

Following the orders of the Nether River Daoist, the Asura Race swiftly cleansed the Qin Family’s ancestral land. Zheng Yi turned his attention away and focused on the question he cared most about, the Treasure Box containing the Taibai Divine Gold.

This time, the Taibai Divine Gold was the key to action, and he was determined to obtain it.

Amid the chaos, a hidden Foundation Establishment Cultivator quietly took the Treasure Box, noticing the surrounding battlefield chaos, a hint of panic flashed in his eyes.

Immediately, he turned away without hesitation, intending to leave the battlefield quietly and unnoticed.

Unfortunately, even though his plan was good, Zheng Yi’s focus had always been on the Taibai Divine Gold.

From the very beginning, the Treasure Box had been locked down by Zheng Yi’s mighty Divine Soul Power. As soon as there was any movement, Zheng Yi noticed.

He kept the Invisibility Rune Seed activated, coupled with strong aura-concealing ability, moving freely across the battlefield without anyone detecting his whereabouts.

Zheng Yi immediately transformed into a phantom, swiftly pursuing the Qin Family member who took the Treasure Box.

"With the Treasure Box concealing my aura, as long as I leave the chaotic battlefield, no one will be able to find me. Once I’ve delivered this to the Golden Palace Sect, those who owe the Qin Family must repay with interest..."

As that Qin Clan member brought the Treasure Box to the edge of the battlefield, a trace of post-survival excitement appeared in his eyes.

However, what he didn’t know was that the hidden Zheng Yi was already behind him, and the light in his eyes was completely exposed to Zheng Yi’s gaze.

"These cunning hares have three burrows; lucky I had a plan, or I would have let this escapee get away."

Poof!

Suddenly, the Qin Family member holding the Treasure Box who was about to leave the battlefield shuddered, blood dripping from the corner of his mouth. Lowering his gaze in disbelief, he looked down.

But he saw a hand piercing through his chest and emerging from his torso. Before he could make any movement, a terrifying suction erupted from the palm, sweeping away his Blood Qi, leaving his corpse into a dried husk, shattering and falling to the ground.

Without support, the Treasure Box dropped, and Zheng Yi reached out to take it in his hand.