Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials

The three little mice that intruded here may be at the Divinity Transformation Stage, but they are still no match for the Dragon Emperor and Phoenix Empress. In Zheng Yi’s eyes, they are still ants.

"Die!"

Zheng Yi casually pointed into the void, and instantly, a gigantic finger emitting countless golden lights appeared. The fingerprint on the fingertip transformed into crisscrossing, deeply embedded cliffs and mountain ranges, akin to a meteor falling from an alien planet, carrying scorching power that directly impacted the ground, stirring up a storm in the sky.

"Ah!"

A scream echoed across the firmament, the first powerhouse instantly bursting apart on the spot. The whole process was so simple that it was almost unbelievable, as if crushing an ant.

"Run!"

Warnings in the heart were off the charts, the shadow of death descended completely, covering everything. The sound of death was like a storm, immediately obliterating the second little mouse.

"The last one!"

Accompanied by Zheng Yi’s final move, the remaining little mouse shuddered, its upper body directly obliterated, leaving only the lower half.

Supported by the remnants of its soul, it continued to run wildly, turning into a blue light that dashed into the one unrefined Death Strait within Taiyue Divine Venerable’s Divine Country.

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"I’ve been blinded by greed, how did I end up running here?"

"Indeed, the ancestors did not deceive me. Greed, anger, and ignorance—the three poisons—will inevitably lead to downfall on the root of greed..."

Only its lower half remained, the Divinity Transformation Powerhouse fled in panic like a frightened beast, wishing his parents had given him more legs. The remaining soul barely supported him as he fled desperately towards the distance.

Thus, a bizarre scene appeared in the sky—the wind howled, piercing through the void—a beam of light shot out, instantly traversing infinite distances.

However, if one’s eyesight allowed, it would be clear that wrapped in that intense light was merely half a human body.

To be precise, only the lower half remained, legs stepping forth, spraying blood from the waist, yet those legs did not falter, sprinting towards the direction of the Death Strait in the distance.

In the void, Zheng Yi’s consciousness controlled Taiyue Divine Venerable’s body, a massive Dharma Aspect stood towering the heavens and earth. Wherever his gaze landed—there was a gigantic, seated Daoist figure in the center of heaven and earth.

Golden light paved the path, vaguely forming an incredibly mysterious and enormous Divine Court behind him, resembling the legendary Ancient Celestial Court, where countless Divine Spirits were worshiped, incense smoke rising, held merely within Taiyue Divine Venerable’s palm.

His gaze almost represented the greatest Great Dao of this world, and where his gaze landed, a spray of golden light almost formed a stairway to Immortality.

The Divinity Transformation Stage Cultivator had been severely battered, his physical form unable to recover, leaving only half a waist and two legs; his Divine Soul was badly damaged. Zheng Yi could easily obliterate him, yet Zheng Yi stood by, watching as he transformed into a beam, fleeing rapidly into the distance.

Watching the direction he escaped to, Taiyue Divine Venerable’s true face behind the enormous Glazed Bead Curtain Heaven-Peace Crown revealed an unfathomable depth; his eyes flickered with gold, looming above, beyond people’s guessing of his true intentions.

It seems Zheng Yi isn’t in any rush to strike him down, but rather waiting for something.

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As the Life Level reached the Divinity Transformation Realm, such level Powerhouses possess certain resurrection abilities.

As long as the soul wasn’t directly obliterated on the spot, and the body’s flesh still remained, even if only partially, it would only take some time, and resurrection would still be possible.

Thus, there’s the bizarre scene of a Divinity Transformation Cultivator with only half a body, racing away on half a pair of legs toward the distance.

"I must escape from here, flee from this damned area!"

"How could such an unbelievable terrifying being emerge in a low-level world with such Barbaric Wilderness Spiritual Qi..."

Being a Divinity Transformation Powerhouse, even while frantically escaping, his head buzzed, utterly unable to grasp how he could be so unlucky.

According to normal reasoning, Spiritual Qi nurtures everything. If one desires to build a cultivation system of Extraordinary Power, the more Spirit Veins in the Origin World, the better.

Constrained by the world’s level, like the Cultivation World of Profound Celestial Cultivation Sect, able to sustain a Divinity Transformation Cultivator’s concealment is probably the pinnacle of all Small Thousand Worlds.

Sneaking along and following the Dragon and Phoenix into this world, he was ecstatic, but also understood the foundation of this world is too shallow, unfit to support a truly top-tier Powerhouse without a complete Cultivation System.

Yet, where did such an invincible and terrifying being emerge from?

Could it be the Extraordinary Power of the entire world all nurtured this person, all causes and effects converged on one individual, enabling the birth of such an extraordinary entity?

This is no ordinary Divinity Transformation Level individual.

Even rumors of Refining Void Stage inspire skepticism—can there be a force capable of flipping clouds, covering rain, holding the authority of the Celestial Dao over the entire world?

Only at this moment did he finally understand why the Isle Master Azure Waves, who stirred up storms and acted recklessly in the Cultivation Realm, could disregard any formidable power and dare to clash head-on with the Flood Dragon Imperial Court at the Nascent Soul Level.

This is a conspiracy.

A scheme that has spanned untold years across two worlds, covering everyone in its intricate web.

And the true mastermind behind this chess game from the shadows is none other than the cultivator of the Cultivation Realm, rumored to have frequent extraordinary encounters and whose powers have advanced rapidly.

The Isle Master of Azure Waves, Zheng Yi.

He also understood why the other’s strength surged dramatically within a short period, exceeding the normative perception of advancement in realms.

And why the Isle Master of Azure Waves would risk opening a gateway to the Otherworld before their very eyes, leaving a spatial marker, providing them the opportunity to venture inside.

It turned out this was not an inadvertent mistake but a carefully orchestrated plan, neither the mantis stalking the cicada nor the oriole waiting behind, but a well-planned entrapment, to cast a light at the net.

This person’s thoughts were meticulous, scheming deeply, almost stealing the fortune of heaven and earth, accounting everyone in his game.

This group of dignified Divinity Transformation Stage cultivators, who prided themselves as the ancient masters of wily plots, were silently ensnared by a newly evolved divinity, falling into another’s trap without realizing — truly the jest of the world.

And what horrified him the most was, all this stemmed merely from the opponent’s incarnation, while the true body sat in this world.

Now this group, ignorant and fearless, barged into here, undeniably delivering themselves straight into the jaws of the tiger, confronting that unpredictable, horrifying existence.

How ridiculously absurd and terrifying this was.

Upon reaching this place, he saw clearly that it wasn’t a mysterious undeveloped low-level world but indeed the true lair of the Azure Waves Isle Master’s body.

The most shocking thing was that, somehow, this cultivator named Zheng Yi had transformed an entire world gradually into a Divine Country.

Thus within the Divine Country, even though they were terrifying beings at the Divinity Transformation Realm, they stood powerless before the opponent, as weak as adults against children.

This was an entirely unequal confrontation.

"Staying here is undoubtedly a dead end; to survive, we must find a way to escape this world."

Even if the head was crushed directly by a finger of Taiyue Divine Venerable, the Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator’s flesh regrows, spirit self-heals, the remaining Divine Soul still preserving rational thought, facing the upcoming situation, analyzing the stakes involved.

He acted with due discretion.

Though unaware of why the Isle Master Azure Waves ceased further attacks after one strike, despite greatly reducing his demeanor, his internal urgency did not relax one bit, but instead grew increasingly anxious.

There is a conspiracy, there must be a conspiracy?!

Despite the frantic burning of his remnant soul, he couldn’t figure out the reason ultimately.

Without realizing, the half-body of the Divinity Transformation cultivator’s thighs had entered the Death Strait, the only place not yet enveloped by Zheng Yi’s Divine Country, amid a life-and-death escape.

With a loud bang!

The entire sea surged with tumultuous waves, the half mangled body raced forward like a beam of light, like a giant meteor descending from the sky, fiercely hitting the seawater, stirring up a massive vortex.

The whole strait shook violently, yet he dared not pause for a second, continuing deeper inward.

While pondering the next move, suddenly, he sensed an anomaly from above.

The soul hidden within the fleshy thigh suddenly lifted its "head," only to witness a scarlet moon rising above the sky.

That eerie red moon loomed, suspended high in the heavens, its blood-colored rays descending, counteracting the golden radiance emitted by the Divine Country on the ground.

But since the Death Strait was the sole area not covered by the Divine Country, the red light directly engulfed everything, a newfound, overwhelming dread devouring him.

"What is this? How can a low-level world harbor such terrifying specters? The essence of that blood-red moon... why do I feel an imminent sense of doom?"

The man, reduced to half-body, could distinctly feel the Death Strait suddenly change, its infinite waters entirely encased in the scarlet brilliance.

A faint aura of death lingered, swirling around his body.

"Not good! That thing is coming!"

Losing the upper body and head, the Divinity Transformation cultivator suffered unimaginable trauma, rendering him unable to truly "see" what unfolded, relying only on the extremely vivid threat sensed by his Divine Soul, rapidly bearing down on him.

The speed was so overwhelming that the ruined Divinity Transformation cultivator couldn’t react in time, a streak of red light descended directly upon him.

"Ah! Damn it, get off me!"