Blood Sacrifice To Millions Of Zombies, I Will Be A Demon Cultivator In The Apocalypse

Chapter 10: One-on-One or Group Fight?

Turning around, Zheng Yi took a step and disappeared from the inn room.

When he saw the light again, he had returned to the Doomsday World.

He was still in the same area, not far from the garage turn.

He casually waved the Soul Assimilating Banner, and black mist surged, revealing forty-nine fierce ghosts.

Although Zheng Yi had escaped from the underground garage with the help of the ghosts inside the Soul Assimilating Banner last time, the ghosts that had been assimilated only had their physical forms dispersed and returned to the banner as ghost energy.

These ghosts could not be easily killed.

Even if they died, as long as their spiritual imprints remained, these fierce ghosts would still be reborn within the Soul Assimilating Banner, but it would consume a large amount of Yin energy.

It should be because the Soul Assimilating Banner had been assimilated into a Law Weapon, the ghosts were covered with a layer of black and red armor. Originally, they only fought with their claws, but now they all had weapons.

These weapons condensed from Qingxuan Sha were covered with eerie crimson patterns, including knives, spears, swords, and halberds. Their power naturally exceeded that of ghost claws.

When Zheng Yi's cultivation was still at the third level of Qi Refining, he would not easily release all the fierce ghosts from the Soul Assimilating Banner during battles.

It was not that he was unwilling to do so, but the consumption was very high, and with his cultivation and spiritual power, he could not sustain such high-intensity combat for a long time.

It was not unwillingness, but helplessness.

But with the improvement of his Law Weapon, the Soul Assimilating Banner, and reaching the fourth level of Qi Refining, Zheng Yi could now summon all forty-nine fierce ghosts at once, and his spiritual power was sufficient.

This time, Zheng Yi waved the Soul Assimilating Banner, and a huge black mist enveloped the area, with gusts of Yin wind.

Under the arrangement of the red-clothed female ghost, the forty-nine fierce ghosts were divided into three teams.

Fifteen fierce ghosts and the other three strongest old ghosts were led by the red-clothed female ghost, ready to support at any time.

Perhaps due to the blood sacrifice and the assimilation into a Law Weapon, Zheng Yi found that the intelligence of the red-clothed female ghost seemed to have been awakened. Looking at her deployment, he couldn't help but be surprised.

But this was all good. No matter how the fierce ghosts in the Soul Assimilating Banner evolved, as long as his cultivation was sufficient, he could firmly control them.

After all, the spiritual imprints of these fierce ghosts were all in the Soul Assimilating Banner, and the power of life and death was within his control.

Looking at the now substantial Soul Assimilating Banner, Zheng Yi nodded in satisfaction.

Then he reached out and retracted all the ghosts back into the Soul Assimilating Banner.

Fully prepared, he was ready to go all out.

But before that, he needed to hide to avoid alerting the enemy.

If he scared away those three hundred-year-old green ghosts, Zheng Yi would be really frustrated.

...

In the dim underground garage, when Zheng Yi stepped into this familiar territory again, he immediately heard three sharp and piercing ghost cries.

"Screech!"

"Screech!"

"Screech!"

The sharp sounds pierced his eardrums, shook his nerves, and formed a soul-shocking sound.

However, Zheng Yi had assimilated the Soul Assimilating Banner into a Law Weapon, and with this Law Weapon guarding his soul, he was not afraid of such soul-shocking attacks.

Coupled with his cultivation reaching the fourth level of Qi Refining, although it was only one level, it represented a tremendous change from the early stage to the middle stage of Qi Refining.

His strength had undergone a tremendous change.

Before, when facing the threat of the three old ghosts, Zheng Yi had fled in panic.

But a gentleman's revenge, from morning till night.

So now that he had turned the tables, Zheng Yi immediately sought revenge.

The threat of the ghostly howls had greatly diminished.

In the underground garage, the Yin wind howled, and there were abandoned cars covered in thick dust everywhere.

Many of these cars were obviously luxury brands, but now they were worthless in the midst of the great disaster, reduced to scrap metal.

Ordinary people were so fragile. When a real disaster struck, whether poor or rich, they were all like ants, with no difference.

Standing in the center of the garage, Zheng Yi beckoned, and the Soul Assimilating Banner, now his Law Weapon, appeared in his hand.

With a wave, a thick mist immediately enveloped Zheng Yi's figure.

At the same time, vague ghostly figures appeared, forming a huge encirclement, protecting Zheng Yi in the center.

Then, almost instantly, he felt a sharp impact sweeping towards him.

The temperature in the abandoned underground garage immediately dropped from room temperature to below zero.

Amidst the howling Yin wind, three green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghosts appeared again, staring fiercely at Zheng Yi while also showing some wariness towards the Soul Assimilating Banner in his hand.

"Hello..."

Looking at the three green-faced, fang-toothed evil ghosts, Zheng Yi nodded at them and said with a light smile, "It seems we meet again, three old ghosts. I've come for revenge..."

Although it was unclear what Zheng Yi was saying, judging from his appearance, it was probably not pleasant words.

The three evil ghosts floated in mid-air, their expressions fierce, and all roared angrily at Zheng Yi, baring their fangs.

"Roar!"

The stronger soul-shocking attack made Zheng Yi furrow his brow involuntarily.

But with the protection of the Soul Assimilating Banner, he felt the impact on his spirit, but it was still within his tolerance.

However, being passive and not fighting back was not Zheng Yi's style.

He cursed with a smile, "If you don't reciprocate, it's rude. You should also try my move."

"After all, I am a demonic cultivator!"

Just as the three old ghosts were roaring ferociously and trying to charge at him, Zheng Yi's Soul Assimilating Banner floated in his palm, and strange bloodlines spread out, forming a huge formation.

In the thick black mist, ghostly figures emerged and, under the command of the red-clothed main soul, all the fierce ghosts quickly surged out, suddenly surrounding and trapping the three hundred-year-old old ghosts in the center.

"Now you have two choices, one-on-one, or group fight?"

"One-on-one means the three of you old ghosts against my group of subordinates."

"Group fight means my group of subordinates against the three of you..."

"You can choose however you like. I'm very democratic here."

Zheng Yi's face showed a triumphant expression.

Screech!

Screech...

Although they couldn't understand what Zheng Yi was saying, the three green-faced old ghosts were already provoked by his taunting attitude and let out sharp screams, quickly charging towards him.

As Zheng Yi stepped back, he waved the Soul Assimilating Banner and said, "My minions, charge!"

The sharp ghostly howls rose and fell, and the three old ghosts moved as fast as lightning. Their skin turned ashen, and with a single claw, they tore the evil ghosts inside the Soul Assimilating Banner in half.

But with the red-clothed female ghost as the main soul, Zheng Yi waved the Soul Assimilating Banner, and a continuous supply of Yin energy immediately replenished the ghost souls, and they rushed back into battle.

(End of this chapter)