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

Chapter 22: Something in the Black Mist

Zheng Yi's gaze fell back on the inner disciple token in his hand.

With a slight movement in his heart, he infused the aura and spiritual power of the Soul-Capturing Banner into the inner disciple token.

Sure enough, as a faint light flickered, the white light emitted from it transformed into a red dot, displaying a peculiar arrow.

Without hesitation, Zheng Yi followed the direction indicated by the red arrow and continued forward.

This time, the distance was not far. After walking a few hundred meters, Zheng Yi passed through the area covered by dense fog, and the scene in front of him suddenly appeared.

Looking up, Zheng Yi couldn't help but take a sharp breath.

On both sides were bottomless cliffs!

Looking down, the black mist churned, making it impossible to see what the bottom was like. It felt dark and eerie, causing a great horror in one's heart. Even those who were timid and afraid of heights would feel dizzy and weak in the legs.

Under his feet was a staircase about one meter wide, leading up all the way to a deep valley hidden in a thick fog in the distance.

It must be said that both the demonic sects and the righteous Dao sects in the Immortal Cultivation World liked to create an air of mystery. The righteous Dao sects appeared more ethereal, while the demonic sects were more mysterious and unpredictable.

Who would have thought that following the guidance of the inner disciple token would lead to a staircase with bottomless cliffs on both sides?

If one wasn't careful, they could really step into thin air and fall into the abyss.

Even Qi Refining stage cultivators couldn't fly short distances, let alone falling off a cliff like this. It was certain death for those with mortal bodies.

Zheng Yi didn't dare to gamble that the cultivators of the demonic sect would be so kind as to lend him a hand at the critical moment.

Moreover, when he looked down, Zheng Yi felt that the black mist below was rolling and emanating a terrifying aura that made his feet go cold. It was as if something had locked onto him in an instant.

That kind of terror was like facing a fierce tiger or giant beast for an ordinary person, with the terrifying pressure of life encountering great danger.

In the midst of the surging black mist, Zheng Yi withdrew his gaze, not knowing what terrifying things were hidden beneath this cliff.

Even if he didn't die from falling, it was probably not going to end well.

First, there was the illusion formation, then the mist, and now the bottomless cliff. The methods of the Assimilating Soul Sect were truly unpredictable.

Perhaps this was the style of the demonic sects!

Outside the valley, two disciples dressed in Assimilating Soul Sect attire were stationed. When they saw Zheng Yi appear, they seemed to be having a conversation.

Zheng Yi straightened his clothes, tied the white jade token representing his identity as an inner disciple around his waist, and walked up confidently.

The disciple guarding the entrance glanced at him with a strange expression but didn't stop him. He let Zheng Yi enter the valley directly.

In the blink of an eye, all the fog gradually dissipated, revealing a magnificent scene that was completely different from the previous eerie atmosphere.

In front of him was a continuous group of buildings, towering structures standing in the valley, with glimpses of figures moving among them.

Looking at the majestic valley, Zheng Yi took a deep breath and walked down.

As he walked, Zheng Yi noticed that there weren't many people in the valley.

Even the few Assimilating Soul Sect disciples he encountered on the way seemed to be in a hurry, giving off an air of not wanting to be approached by strangers.

Only now did Zheng Yi remember that at this time, the Assimilating Soul Sect was engaged in a major sect war with the neighboring Hundred Beasts Sect due to a spiritual stone vein.

It was his first time coming to the sect's headquarters, and Zheng Yi was completely unfamiliar with this vast group of buildings in front of him. He didn't know where the internal affairs hall was.

Even less did he know who to ask for information now.

Suddenly, at this moment, a figure approached from not far away.

Zheng Yi's eyes lit up. He clearly saw the outer disciple metal token on the man's body and immediately made up his mind.

Without saying a word, he took a step forward and stood in front of the person.

"Junior brother, I have something to ask you."

"May I ask where the Internal Affairs Hall is in the sect?!"

Liang Qing had just received a sect mission and was preparing to leave the sect and go to the nearby market to make preparations.

His cultivation level was close to the Late Stage of Qi Refining, and he had been diligently cultivating for many years. As long as he completed this mission, he would be able to receive a Qi Nurturing Pill as a reward from the sect.

If he was lucky, he might even make further progress. It was not an impossible thing.

However, just as he was pondering how to integrate the mission, someone suddenly blocked his way. He hurriedly rushed forward and almost bumped into the person.

Liang Qing couldn't help but feel angry. He raised his eyes with a cold gaze and found a completely unfamiliar young man in plain clothes, with a weary and dusty appearance as if he had been on a long journey.

"A country bumpkin who knows nothing."

"A newly arrived servant of the sect..."

Liang Qing's eyes caught sight of the disciple token hanging from Zheng Yi's waist. In fact, this conspicuous inner disciple token made of white jade was intentionally displayed by Zheng Yi.

Suddenly, a cold water poured down from the top of Liang Qing's head.

Liang Qing's expression changed, and the anger that had just risen in his heart was extinguished. A smile immediately appeared on his face, and he quickly bowed respectfully and asked.

"Hello, senior brother!"

"The location of the Internal Affairs Hall is over there."

After speaking, he pointed in the direction for Zheng Yi to go.

"Hmm?!"

Zheng Yi nodded and walked straight ahead.

Behind him, Liang Qing's expression changed for a moment. Finally, he gritted his teeth and respectfully said from behind.

"Senior brother..."

"Do you have any other matters?"

Hearing the voice from behind, Zheng Yi paused and turned his head, furrowing his brows slightly. In a low and deep voice, he said.

During this period, he had been killing zombies and refining fierce ghosts in the apocalypse world, which had cultivated an invisible aura of killing intent.

Especially for cultivators who were skilled in divination, they could clearly sense that Zheng Yi naturally exuded a chilling aura.

This was the result of dealing with ghosts too often, and it couldn't be easily imitated.

Because Zheng Yi's cultivation level was still shallow, this kind of aura might be overlooked if one didn't pay attention. However, upon careful observation, one would feel as if there were countless resentful spirits and fierce ghosts swirling around him, howling and roaring.

This kind of aura, coupled with his identity as an inner disciple, immediately had a great deterrent effect.

Hearing Zheng Yi's low voice, Liang Qing's face turned pale and he quickly spoke respectfully.

"Senior brother, please don't be angry. I can tell that you are unfamiliar with me. It should be your first time coming to the mountain gate."

"Explain clearly..."

"What do you mean?"

Zheng Yi's face darkened slightly, and he looked down at him with an indifferent expression.

(End of this chapter)