Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials

It’s no exaggeration to say that in the minds of these Blood Cultivators, there’s always been a thought — absolute loyalty to Zheng Yi, loyalty to the Daluo Alliance.

This is a mark imprinted in their bloodline, far more effective than any other promise or oath. It’s an instinctive reaction etched within the body; simply put, even in death, these Blood Cultivators would never betray Zheng Yi.

Only after a long time did Zheng Yi speak.

"Talk to the Nine Yin Hall, and also negotiate secretly with Star-devouring Demon City and Barbaric Beast Sect. I’m allowing you to use the profits from the Daluo Alliance’s treasury over the past ten years. As long as they are paid enough, don’t ask them to resolve the disputes; just delay the Golden Palace Sect for two or three months. That shouldn’t be difficult."

"These sects seek profits, and since there’s no need to fight to the death to earn a huge reward, and they won’t have to share with the Golden Palace Sect, I believe they’ll agree..."

"I will return within three months. By then, whatever you’ve taken from me, you must return with interest!"

Simple words fell into Qi Lin’s ears, the sound spreading in the hall, gradually dissipating.

Qi Lin slowly raised his head, only to find that Zheng Yi had already left.

"Three months, huh? I will make sure the Daluo Alliance holds on for three months!"

Standing up, Qi Lin said slowly.

If it were other matters, he truly couldn’t solve them.

But bribing with money, lavishly scattering silver everywhere, and negotiating secretly with major forces — such tasks he’s adept at, with great confidence he can accomplish them.

As Zheng Yi’s lackey, having followed him from the stage of Qi Cultivation as a minor role, Qi Lin felt his most glorious, highest-return investment was being at Zheng Yi’s side.

In his heart, Zheng Yi could do anything, even if the Daluo Alliance was on the brink of collapse now, he believed Zheng Yi could turn the tide and stabilize the structure in a dire situation.

All he could do was support Zheng Yi’s decisions and achieve what Zheng Yi intended.

As Qi Lin stepped out of the hall, the alliance began mobilizing on a large scale, deploying the immense wealth accumulated over the past decade, starting to throw lavish amounts of silver.

Teams of cultivators, originally hidden away, were dispatched, these elite cultivators cultivated by the Daluo Alliance made their first appearance in the eyes of outsiders.

...

Returning to the Doomsday World, Zheng Yi wasted no time and went straight to the Flesh Factory.

"How can we block the alliance led by the Golden Palace Sect from besieging us?!"

"After all, this isn’t a solo duel; on the battlefield, we might face the siege of multiple Purple Mansion Cultivators..."

This thought kept shifting in Zheng Yi’s mind, as the most critical issue now was to protect the foundation of the Daluo Alliance and withstand the siege from the Golden Palace Sect.

Otherwise, to rebuild such a massive plundering machine, it wouldn’t be that simple.

Actually, Zheng Yi did have a few approaches.

The first was the Four Extremes Array obtained from the Qin Family Treasure Box; if this array could be driven, with the overwhelming aura felt on the Human Skin Scroll, it would surely protect the sect.

However, attempting to activate such a formation is not a simple task; Zheng Yi still hasn’t reached entry-level understanding, only slightly grasped the basics, and the time needed to set up the array remains uncertain.

Furthermore, the Divine Soul Origin of the Qin Family Ancestor has failed, making it difficult to obtain another Purple Mansion Divine Soul.

The second method was the Creation Technique learnt from the Heaven-Locking Temple Cultivators in the Profound Spirit Realm Outer Realm, which actually pertains to the Puppet Dao.

Once the Five Ghosts Soul Lifting Palanquin advances, Zheng Yi would be confident in handling the Purple Mansion Cultivators’ siege.

Resolutely, Zheng Yi immediately ordered Sakura Yixue to deliver his command, sending personnel to take out the entire inventory of the Soul Hall in Fengdu City over the past ten years.

The vast amount of white bones and human skins stored, all materials retained by the Flesh Factory for creating more powerful magical artifacts, finally came into play now.

Gathering all the white bones and human skins, Zheng Yi directly leapt into the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, within Tai Mountain City.

Existing as a yin city within the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, this place is rich in Yin Qi, essential for supplementing the creation of the Five Ghosts Soul Lifting Palanquin.

Moreover, Zheng Yi required the Wisdom Aura of the Incense Fire Dharma Realm and the computing power of the Super Brain Main God to ensure immediate success.

...

Beneath the gray sky, Zheng Yi stood there, with Tai Mountain City beneath his feet, not far away was the Asura Divine Temple. Within the Incense Fire Dharma Realm, the dense Yin Qi transformed into flows of waves, continuously impacting this realm with the air’s oscillations.

"White bone as frame, human skin as canopy, four ghosts lift palanquin, commanding ghosts to lead, ghost soldiers borrowing the way, mortals retreat!"

With ancient chills echoing, seemingly emerging from the depths of endless hell, Zheng Yi’s ten fingers moved, his finger techniques changing, complex arrays forming mid-air.

Endless heavy Yin Qi invaded like a torrent sweeping across the world, changing with Zheng Yi’s incantation, gathering in front of him into an origin source, eventually coalescing into a black mist.

Waving his hand casually, Zheng Yi sent numerous bones and human skins flying toward the mist.

Instantly, within the black mist, a surging power boiled, as countless bones refined in the Nine Netherworld Soul Slaughter Fiend flame retained their essence, continuing to condense, transforming into a palanquin outline built of white bones.

Above, endless human skins refined by Yin Fire gradually metamorphosed into a pale canopy, covering the bone palanquin, a piercing cold chill flowing through the air.

Zheng Yi’s eyes shone like lightning, with a hint of different light emanating from the depths of his pupils.

At this moment, he seemed to forsake human emotions, his gaze turning silver-white devoid of feelings, amid the sprawling computation system and predictive power of the Super Brain Main God, his hands kept weaving various runes, aiming them into the mist mid-air.

From the otherwise calm black mist, an extremely mournful howl seemed to erupt, a terrifying sound as if transmitting from Nine Netherworld Hell.

Zheng Yi remained composed, completely unaffected, yet his hands kept executing his casting process without pause, akin to a machine.

As the continuous infusion of runes persisted, the original source of black mist began boiling.

Threads of runes seemed like invisible hands, commanding the refining of bones; the mist boiled, the skins covered.

In Zheng Yi’s mind, he envisioned a gigantic palanquin undergoing mysterious and profound transformations.

The vermilion palanquin bore a coffin-like hue, its white handles carved with scenes of Evil Ghosts and Nine Netherworld Hell, slowly descending from endless darkness, where countless evil demons fiercely restrained bowed down toward the large red palanquin, in reverent homage.

As per Zheng Yi’s simulation in the sea of consciousness, the large white bone palanquin started evolving; with magical power refinement, its color gradually changed, countless bizarre runes carved upon it showcased hellish imagery of ghostly struggles.

While exerting himself in refining the bone palanquin, Zheng Yi even felt his abundant magical power was insufficient, having to take elixir pills to replenish Primordial Qi Magical Power to persist step-by-step.

Luckily, he came well-prepared, stemming from years of Daluo Alliance’s trading and various acquisitions, the biggest beneficiary being Zheng Yi, allowing him to pocket roughly sixty percent of the profits personally, while the rest sustained operations and was shared among others, constituting a substantial fortune even Golden Core Stage cultivators might covet.

This is why the Golden Palace Sect could collaborate with Star-devouring Demon City and Barbaric Beast Sect, the Purple Mansion sects.

After all, if the pig grows too large and isn’t slain for consumption, it’ll become an elephant and impossible to take down.

If indeed the Daluo Alliance gets divided, Zheng Yi doesn’t believe the Nine Yin Hall won’t want a share of the spoils.