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

Chapter 3 Luo City, Demon Dao

At dusk, a gust of wind blew past, causing the half-collapsed school gate to sway with a creak.

The blurry sign, with only the words "Second High School" faintly visible, had other characters that were already indiscernible.

Passing through the school gate, the inside was even more dilapidated.

The towering teaching building had turned into ruins, and other buildings had also collapsed, leaving only a few pages of books fluttering in the wind, still telling the story of the students' once lively reading voices here.

Unfortunately, everything had long disappeared with the rise of the Blood Moon, the coming of the doomsday, leaving behind only a wasteland.

On the half-preserved playground, a figure was busy.

"Red corpse mud, blood sacrifice stone three liang, soul-dyeing cloth five meters, blood sand gold two qian..."

Zheng Yi was calmly counting the materials he had brought, laying them out carefully and starting to set up the formation.

The Soul Guiding Formation is a kind of formation that attracts souls, often used by demon cultivators to plunder souls after killing.

This is only a very basic formation. In the Immortal Cultivation World, both the righteous path and the Demon Dao have such spells, so it is not difficult to set up.

First, Zheng Yi had bought the formation plate for the Soul Guiding Formation, and only needed to follow the instructions to place the materials in their corresponding positions.

Moreover, he had used the Soul Guiding Formation several times before, so he was adept at setting it up, and soon the formation was in place.

"I heard that the Second High School in Luo City is a ghost den, with countless deaths and the existence of a terrifying red-clothed female ghost. The Soul Assimilating Banner is still missing a main soul, I hope this time it will give me a 'surprise'?!"

Zheng Yi had been in this Doomsday World for several days, interrogating a few survivors to understand the situation, and then letting them go.

In the meantime, he even met the legendary superhumans, and they felt that he was not to be trifled with, so they kept their restraint and went their separate ways.

As for the rumored Ghost Master, he had not seen them yet, but he would sooner or later.

The place he was in now was a city called Luo City, which had turned into a ghost town shortly after the appearance of the Blood Moon.

Without the constraints of the law, without the constraints of morality, some people were even more despairing than evil spirits.

In these few days, Zheng Yi had encountered several incidents, and he generally couldn't be bothered, only taking action when he couldn't bear to watch, but he was helpless with the rest.

This world was too deep, and he was powerless. After all, even Zheng Yi himself was just a small cultivator and couldn't make much of a difference.

Moreover, the blood moon in the sky could suppress his spiritual power. Zheng Yi felt that this world was very strange, and it was more important to strengthen his strength.

After all, endless zombies, endless resentful spirits, fierce ghosts, were like heaven for a demon cultivator.

In the Immortal Cultivation World, the Demon Dao was known for its strange and rapid cultivation methods, but its foundation was unstable and it was easy to go astray, which were its shortcomings.

Blood Demon Dao, White Bone Dao, Netherworld Dao, Heavenly Corpse Dao...

Throughout history, these Demon Dao forces had utilized human body materials to the extreme, such as skinning, soul-snatching, and enslaving ghosts, which were just child's play.

Human Skin Scripture, White Bone Tower, Blood Demon Pool...

Various demonic techniques and secrets abounded.

However, the Demon Dao caused a lot of killing karma, and the karmic backlash was very serious. Lightly, one would lose half of their life, and heavily, their soul would scatter, unable to even reincarnate.

The killing between cultivators had less karma.

But slaughtering ordinary people, with countless grievances, blood debts, and karmic fires burning the soul, even the big shots of the Demon Dao, the fierce and evil old demons, would shudder.

Transcending Tribulation would be struck by heavenly punishment, with blood debts clinging to them, their divine souls obscured, and they would act irrationally, leading to death. There were even cases of being blown up while refining treasures, or choking on spiritual objects.

In short, the karmic backlash was a cultivator's greatest enemy on the path of the Demon Dao.

If one could transcend it, everything would be fine.

If one couldn't, they would die and disappear, ending it all.

A large number of indiscriminate killings of ordinary people, with karmic debts and karmic forces pouring in, was basically a death sentence.

Except for a few reckless Demonic Cultivator Daoists, no one would have trouble with their own lives.

So, while the cultivation speed of Demon Dao cultivators was fast and their methods were strange, there were also various restrictions and costs. Otherwise, the righteous path of the Immortal Cultivation World would have been wiped out long ago.

But Zheng Yi felt that he had encountered a bug in this Doomsday World.

If I can't slaughter ordinary people to cultivate demonic techniques, can't I kill zombies?

This world was so heavily polluted, and these zombies and fierce ghosts were like viruses breeding on a healthy body.

In the Doomsday World, killing zombies, fierce ghosts, resentful spirits, and monsters not only wouldn't incur karmic debts, but would also benefit the world.

Moreover, Zheng Yi felt that with the strange blood-red moon in the sky, the question of whether the heavenly laws in this world still existed was also a problem.

What's more, to Zheng Yi's delight, although this world was very strange, the zombies and fierce ghosts were indeed valuable.

Although these zombies and fierce ghosts had mutated, their spiritual power was surprisingly pure, even higher in quality than the souls of ordinary people.

With a constant supply of zombies to kill and various high-quality resentful spirits and fierce ghosts to subdue and refine, there was no need to worry about righteous cultivators popping up from nowhere to cause trouble, nor about incurring karmic debts or being overwhelmed by karmic forces.

Even slaughtering evil spirits and zombies was considered helpful to this world.

This unique cultivation environment was simply a Sacred Land for Demon Dao cultivators.

Now it seemed that Zheng Yi had made the right bet this time.

...

Zheng Yi looked up at the sky as the last ray of sunlight completely disappeared below the horizon.

In an instant, a splash of crimson moonlight spilled down, shrouding the earth in a strange atmosphere. The previously gentle breeze turned icy in an instant, becoming a raging cold wind.

The howling cold wind, blowing through the heavens and the earth, mixed with the "whooshing" sound, seemed like the murmurs of ghosts and gods.

It had just sounded in the distance, but the next moment it seemed to be whispering in one's ear.

In such an environment, the bone-piercing coldness penetrated the marrow, giving rise to a constant feeling of fear and awe in the heart.

Amidst the howling wind, a surge of ghostly energy quietly rose, as if the darkness had opened the gates to a terrifying hell, and countless tangible and intangible shadows seemed to crawl out from the depths of hell, spreading layer upon layer over the abandoned school campus.

The gushing ghostly energy, like a fountain, surged straight into the air, enveloping the entire playground, and even the entire school.

The ghostly energy that pressed down like black clouds, the fierce and grim resentful spirits and fierce ghosts, this scene was far more real than any horror movie, appearing vividly in the school at this moment.

Without a doubt, under the eerie Blood Moon, the howling wind and the night of a hundred ghosts, at this moment, this place had truly become a den of ghosts.

"Good! Good! Good!"

Watching the surging winds and the rising ghostly energy before him, witnessing countless resentful spirits and fierce ghosts, grim black shadows appearing in various corners of the school and on the playground, Zheng Yi's face showed not a hint of fear, but instead a smile, a hint of excitement rising within him. He couldn't help but shout "good" three times, laughing, "After searching for so long, I've finally found a treasure trove."

"Soul Guiding Formation! Rise!"

Without further ado, Zheng Yi directly activated the Black Fiend Technique he had just cultivated for over ten days.

Threads of black energy emerged from his fingertips, spreading out into endless strands, converging at a point in mid-air where the formation plate was located.

Instantly, a chain reaction occurred, a gray light emerged, and in the broken corners, a series of peculiar formation bases appeared, the ghostly energy turning into a formation.

The formation was not large, only reaching a height of two meters and a diameter of three meters in a semicircular structure, this was the lowest level of Soul Guiding Formation, belonging to the basic version.

Zheng Yi chose this scale of Soul Guiding Formation simply because it was cheap.

With the spirit stones in his hand, after deducting the resources needed for his own cultivation, the travel expenses, bribes to the outer sect stewards, joining the Soul Devouring Sect, and purchasing the Soul Assimilating Banner and Soul Guiding Formation, there were not many spirit stones left, so he had to use them sparingly.

After all, a penny is hard to come by, and in the Immortal Cultivation World, spirit stones were hard currency.

(End of Chapter)