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

Chapter 65: Secret Technique, Burning with Crimson Blood

"You..."

Before the other person could speak, Zheng Yi waved the magic banner in his hand. In an instant, several powerful and ferocious ghosts with green faces and fangs pounced on the person, subduing them.

Removing the mask, Zheng Yi discovered a completely unfamiliar face. Without hesitation, he asked directly, "Who are you? Why did you attack me?"

"Give up! Don't even think about knowing anything," the person said firmly.

"Tear him apart!"

Zheng Yi couldn't be bothered with idle talk. Since the other party refused to answer, there was no need for further conversation. He waved his hand, and several ghosts rushed forward. Amidst the screams, the black-clad person who attacked him was torn to pieces, with even their soul being pulled into the soul-capturing banner.

"The remnants of the Qi family... It turns out to be a survivor of the Qi family," Zheng Yi said with surprise after examining the information within the soul-capturing banner. He continued, "Truly a cunning and calculating family of heroes. They even have this trick up their sleeves."

"If they hadn't blocked my path, given a few more decades, they might have risen and even replaced the Assimilating Soul Sect!"

While Zheng Yi was contemplating what to do next, suddenly, one of the ghosts he had sent out to search within a radius of dozens of miles reported back with a message. They had discovered someone secretly monitoring them, twenty miles away in the southeast direction.

"Another member of the Qi family? I'll have to take a good look!" Zheng Yi sneered, putting away the rest of the ghosts and only bringing the main soul of the soul-capturing banner and the blood-clothed woman as he chased after the direction of the feedback.

As soon as the middle-aged man died, sensing something amiss, Qi Shengyuan immediately became aware of it. As a Qi Refining Stage cultivator, his innate sixth sense was extremely keen.

Qi Shengyuan had been carefully cultivated since childhood and was the heir of the Qi family's hidden lineage. He was quite decisive in his actions. He quickly ordered the other two followers to investigate while he hurriedly headed towards the city of Youzhong after they left.

However, before he could escape far, he was blocked by a figure.

"Fellow Daoist, why are you blocking my way?!" Qi Shengyuan looked at the figure in mid-air with a vigilant expression. A flying sword rose into the air, floating with a cold light emanating from its tip, pointing towards the Daoist figure.

"Didn't you come looking for me?" The figure sneered, and moonlight shone through the dark clouds, illuminating his face. He removed the illusionary disguise, revealing a clear face.

"It's you?!" Qi Shengyuan's pupils suddenly contracted. His heart sank, and he couldn't help but say, "The deceased eldest son of the Qi family, right?!"

"I didn't expect Qi Yuanzong to be so cunning. He even arranged a blood relative in the hidden lineage," Zheng Yi said with a dark expression as he looked at Qi Shengyuan, who bore some resemblance to Qi Yuanzong.

"Cutting grass without removing the roots, it will grow again with the spring breeze. When striking a snake, aim for its seven-inch spot, otherwise you will suffer harm. The ancients never deceive me."

"It seems that the lingering souls of the Qi family can finally be completely eliminated this time, eradicating hidden dangers."

"Talking too much is useless, let actions speak for themselves."

Upon hearing this, Qi Shengyuan realized that further explanations were useless.

Powerful spiritual energy burst forth, and the flying sword transformed into a residual image, emitting sharp sword energy as it suddenly shot towards Zheng Yi.

"You are too impatient!"

"Not planning before acting, that is the true reason for your defeat today..."

Zheng Yi uttered a cold shout, and with a tap of his right hand in the air, the Soul-Capturing Banner spun around and released surging black mist.

A mournful ghost howl, and the blood-red malevolent aura suddenly converged, shrinking in mid-air to form the terrifying appearance of a blood-clothed female ghost.

She saw Qi Shengyuan standing opposite her, and her bloodthirsty aura suddenly expanded, drawing a red whip in mid-air and pouncing towards him.

Facing the oncoming flying sword, the red-clothed female ghost's claws turned into illusions, creating a series of claw marks in the air. The terrifying attack clawed at the flying sword from all directions like a storm of wind and thunder.

As the main soul of the Soul-Capturing Banner, after countless refinements and nourishment from Zheng Yi's soul power, the strength of the blood-clothed female ghost had long surpassed its previous state.

With ghostly and ethereal transformations, a formidable Spirit Body, even facing a Qi Refining sixth-layer cultivator, she was in a dominant position.

"Finish it quickly!"

Although the blood-clothed female ghost had gained some intelligence, her nature as a fierce ghost still carried a cruel and bloodthirsty instinct. With the power she unleashed, she could easily overpower Qi Shengyuan.

However, she was not willing to end the opponent's life so easily. Instead, she seemed to be ready to play with him like a cat playing with a mouse.

Unfortunately, at this moment, an impatient urging voice sounded in her ears.

This place was not far from the city of Youzhong, especially at night when everything was quiet. The fluctuations of the battle would be more noticeable, and if it attracted more independent cultivators or cultivators looking for easy gains, it would be troublesome.

Therefore, Zheng Yi decided to quickly end the battle.

Faced with the urging of Zheng Yi, the master of the Soul-Capturing Banner, the blood-clothed female ghost dared not delay. After being repaired by Zheng Yi several times, she had long been afraid of this master to the core and dared not disobey his orders.

She let out a sharp scream, and her hands transformed into blood-red, with sharp nails growing on her fair and tender fingers. Against the backdrop of the blood-red color, they appeared eerie and dangerous.

The blood-clothed female ghost erupted with all her strength, moving at a speed that was beyond the naked eye's perception. Suddenly, the sound of ghost howls filled the scene, with endless red illusions continuously appearing.

In an instant, the entire scene was filled with red figures, all attacking Qi Shengyuan, who stood in the center.

In a trance, it seemed as if the positions had shifted, with countless ghosts roaming freely.

This level of attack was completely beyond the ability of Qi Shengyuan, a Qi Refining sixth-layer cultivator, to resist. In just a few breaths, deep claw marks were left on his body and face.

"Damn it! You forced me!"

In order to support the development of the hidden veins and leave a backup for his family, the main branch of the Qi family had invested a large amount of resources into Qi Shengyuan. His talent was also outstanding, allowing him to reach the Qi Refining sixth-layer at such a young age.

Especially the cultivation technique he practiced, the "Crimson Bone Blood Incineration Technique," contained a secret demonic art called "Crimson Blood Incineration."

With this secret art as a last resort, Qi Shengyuan could instantly burn seventy percent of his essence blood, squeezing out his potential and rapidly increasing his strength by twofold in a short period of time.

Although the subsequent side effects were severe, in a life-or-death situation like this, there was no time to consider so much.

"Ah!"

Qi Shengyuan roared, and his whole body was enveloped in crimson flames. Instantly, his face turned pale, but his momentum rapidly soared, directly reaching the Qi Refining seventh-layer, the level of high-level Qi Refining.

(End of this chapter)