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

Chapter 21: Six-Tailed Blood Pupil Demon Banner

Zheng Yi fled far away and saw one of the demonic cultivators holding a huge six-tailed demon banner, which was covered in eerie blood-colored eyes.

He waved the six-tailed blood pupil demon banner, emitting blood-red demonic light that turned the illuminated area into dust. The terrifying demonic energy spread out, shrouding a small hill.

On the other hand, there was an old man with a pale and withered face, resembling a zombie. He opened his large sleeves, and countless terrifying bats that could fly in the sky and burrow underground flew out from within.

These black and strange bats emitted sharp sonic waves with astonishing power, directly leveling a towering small mountain peak.

This kind of terrifying battle, Zheng Yi had only seen it on television in his past life. Now, witnessing it with his own eyes happening right in front of him, made his mouth dry and his feet cold.

But on the other hand, he was even more envious of this terrifying power.

Having an entire doomsday world as a backing.

Zheng Yi believed that one day, he would also be able to master such terrifying power.

And that day shouldn't be too far away.

Having lived in the Dayi Immortal Domain for more than ten years, Xuan Kong City was after all the place where the reputable sects were located, with strict order. The things he had experienced there were far fewer than what he had experienced in the past few months.

Unconsciously, Zheng Yi had a deeper understanding of the level of danger in the Demon Realm.

Suppressing his aura and avoiding dangerous areas, following the markings on the map, Zheng Yi traveled for seven or eight days before finally arriving at the marked location on the map.

Standing at the marked point, Zheng Yi looked around and saw vast desolation. There wasn't even a single mountain nearby, so where was the sect's gate?

"Could I have been deceived?!"

"It can't be..."

"A Qi Refining cultivator at the seventh level of the high rank wouldn't deceive me with low-grade spirit stones just to point me in the wrong direction!"

Zheng Yi had some doubts in his mind, but he didn't think that Chen Jiu, the steward of the Blood Mist Abyss City, had any reason to deceive him.

With his identity, they were completely unequal.

It wouldn't make sense for him to go through so much trouble just to deceive him for the spirit stones in his hands.

"What's going on with this situation?"

Zheng Yi couldn't help but fall into deep silence.

The cold wind howled, and not a single blade of grass grew on the desolate land. The wind pushed Zheng Yi's robe, and the cold wind seeped in from his sleeves and neck, making him shiver.

The disciple badge given to him by the other party was extraordinary in terms of material. It had been refined with exquisite craftsmanship and could blend with blood, producing a reaction. Zheng Yi didn't think he would be deceived.

If he was really being deceived, why would they give him a disciple badge and explain it multiple times?

Could it be that he made a mistake?

Of course, that was also impossible. He was always cautious, and he had followed the directions marked on the map without any deviation.

Even the several key coordinates marked on the map, he had found them.

If he could still make a mistake like this, it would be too ridiculous.

Boom...

Boom!

Just as Zheng Yi was feeling confused, his eyes flickering as he pondered what the problem might be in this desolate scene, suddenly, the disciple badge in his arms began to vibrate violently.

Zheng Yi's heart trembled, and he quickly held it in his hand, only to see the white jade badge flashing with white light.

Zheng Yi took it out, and the shining white light on the token directly pointed in one direction. Even if he changed his position, the indicated direction remained unchanged.

Now, Zheng Yi finally had some certainty in his heart.

"It seems that I haven't taken the wrong direction..."

"And Chen Jiu, the outer disciple steward of the Assimilating Soul Sect in the Blood Mist Abyss City, has no reason to deceive me..."

This disciple token had its own mysteries. It was not just an identification, but also had the function of indicating the direction.

Without hesitation, Zheng Yi followed the direction indicated by the white light on the token and continued walking.

Passing through a desolate area, there was nothing alive except for weeds. The only things present were gloomy weather, howling cold wind, and dense fog that obscured vision and hearing.

But Zheng Yi remained fearless. His Law Weapon, the Soul-Capturing Banner, emitted a faint red light, constantly on guard.

If any danger arose, his Law Weapon would open immediately, releasing forty-nine Yin soldiers and fierce ghosts.

For Zheng Yi, his own life was the most important.

If he lost his Law Weapon, he could refine another one.

But if he lost his life, everything would be over.

As someone who had already died once, Zheng Yi had luckily transmigrated to the Great Yi Immortal Domain, this Immortal Cultivation World.

Having seized the opportunity of the end of the world, how could he be willing to die again?

No one cherished their life more than him.

In this cautious manner, he continued on his way.

After only traveling five miles, he suddenly felt his body become heavy, and the surrounding air became sticky.

It seemed as if he had passed through a thick barrier and squeezed himself in from the foam.

In the blink of an eye, Zheng Yi entered a space shrouded in mist.

The surrounding space was completely enveloped by dense fog, which contained some peculiar substances. Even with the spiritual eyes of a cultivator, it was impossible to see clearly beyond two meters.

"It seems that my eyes deceived me earlier. The entrance to the Assimilating Soul Sect's mountain gate is actually a huge illusion array that directly envelops the entire sect's residence."

"In that case, my previous thoughts were too shallow. Although the Assimilating Soul Sect has declined, its origins are probably not simple."

"This grand illusion array doesn't seem like something a typical Foundation Building Stage small sect would have. If this is just part of the sect's protective formation, then I need to be more cautious in evaluating the entire Assimilating Soul Sect."

Carefully avoiding the fog, Zheng Yi's heart sank, thinking to himself.

If he didn't have the guidance of the inner disciple token, with his cultivation and perception abilities, he would never have been able to find this place.

Let alone pass through the illusion and arrive at the precise location of the mountain gate.

The barren wilderness he had seen before was not the real scenery, but was covered by the illusion array. Without special guidance, ordinary cultivators would not be able to find the entrance to the illusion array.

And after entering, it was clear that he had only passed through the outermost part of the Assimilating Soul Sect's mountain gate, the first level of the illusion array.

And this mist was probably a means of verifying identity.

Even if someone accidentally entered this place, without guidance, they would likely be trapped and die here, let alone find a way to leave.

The sect's residence had always been the most heavily defended place in the Immortal Cultivation World.

"It seems that this time, this sect made the right choice."

Zheng Yi thought to himself.

"The Assimilating Soul Sect's reputation in the surrounding Demon Realm is not prominent, but judging from the current situation, they still have some means and background."

(End of this chapter)