Mortal Cultivation: Who Can Be More Yin Than Me, the Extreme Yin!

"The cave seems to be narrowing."

Mo Yesue frowned slightly and said in an uncertain tone.

After the corpse aura became thicker, the spiritual perception of the four people was further suppressed.

Song Wen could only perceive a range of about two miles.

Due to the strong corpse aura, it took the form of black mist, which limited the four people's vision.

Therefore, the four of them were far less sensitive to changes in the surrounding terrain than before.

"It is indeed getting narrower." Lan Chen responded.

"Could it be that we are almost at the end of the cave?" Mo Yesue said.

Xue Mei took over the words, "It's possible."

Mo Yesue said with some worry, "But, we haven't found any teleportation array in this cave yet, how do we get out of here?"

Lan Chen looked at Song Wen and asked.

"Yin Shuo, how did you enter this underground cave?"

Song Wen responded, "Through an underwater barrier located deep in the cold pool."

"Where is the barrier?" Lan Chen asked.

Song Wen shook his head and said, "The barrier is one-way. After Taoist Brother Xuemei and I entered the cave, we found no barrier to return to."

After a slight pause, Song Wen asked.

"Fairy, how did you and Fellow Daoist Mo enter the cave?"

Lan Chen said, "We came here directly from another small secret realm by taking the teleportation array."

Song Wendao said, "There is still a section of the cave ahead that we have not searched. Maybe we can find the teleportation array leaving here in this section. If we can't find it, it will be a bit troublesome."

At this time, the speed of Xue Mei, who was flying at the front, suddenly increased significantly.

Seeing this, Song and Wen hurriedly mobilized their body skills to follow.

After a while, a bamboo forest appeared a hundred feet in front of the four people.

The bamboo forest is very small, with only six bamboos in total.

The shape of bamboo is very different from ordinary bamboo.

The bamboo pole is about half a foot thick, but no more than six feet high. It is long and twisted, like a rickety old man.

The bamboo body is a sickly gray-white color, and the surface is covered with cracks, like hideous scars.

The bamboo leaves are sparse and dry, with curled edges and a dying yellow color.

The bamboo forest gives people a very inconsistent and uncomfortable feeling.

The breeze blows, and the bamboo forest makes a whimpering sound, like countless dead souls whispering, which makes people feel chilly.

"What kind of spiritual material is this?" Mo Yesue asked.

She could clearly sense the extraordinary nature of this bamboo, but she felt an inexplicable feeling of disgust in her heart.

"Withered Corpse Bamboo, a kind of zombie spiritual material that has become extinct in the outside world." Xue Mei explained vaguely.

She did not indicate the true usefulness of this bamboo for corpse path monks.

She looked indifferent and continued in a consulting tone.

"This bamboo is of some use to me and Yin Shuo. It has no value to you two, Fellow Daoist Lanchen and Fellow Daoist Mo. How about I and Yin Shuo pick these corpse bamboos?"

Lan Chen and Mo Yesue knew clearly that there must be something hidden in what Xue Mei said.

However, they did not expose Xue Mei, but agreed.

Xue Mei was right about one thing. This dead corpse bamboo was of no use to them. It might as well help Song Wen and Xue Mei.

For Mo Yexue, this dead corpse bamboo just offset the favor of the purple golden spirit tree.

As for Lan Chen, she put forward a condition: if they encounter the treasure she needs, Song Wen and Xue Mei will help her get it.

Song Wen and Xue Mei did not rush to pick the corpse bamboo, but Song Wen summoned a third-level corpse puppet.

The third-level silver corpse jumped hard and landed next to the bamboo forest with dead corpses.

Corpse bamboo grows among a pile of rubble.

When the silver corpse landed on the gravel, a white bone arm glowing with golden light suddenly stretched out from under the gravel and grabbed the silver corpse's calf.

Before Silver Corpse could react, the bone-white arm pulled down hard, and Silver Corpse's body suddenly fell into the rubble.

No matter how hard the silver corpse struggled, it could not resist the huge force coming from the white bone arm, and it sank deeper and deeper.

At this moment, a cold light flashed, and an inch-long curved blade struck the bone-stained wrist.

There was a loud "dang" sound.

The curved blade was knocked back.

The bones were unscathed.

Immediately afterwards, a soul-breaking cone was shot at the location where the curved blade had attacked.

The soul-breaking cone failed to damage the bones, but turned into black mucus and adhered to the bones.

Suddenly, the bones began to turn black and plumes of black smoke came out.

A powerful corpse energy emerged from the white bones, knocking the black liquid away.

Then, it grabbed the silver corpse and disappeared into the rubble.

"Is that a zombie?" Lan Chen said with a hint of speculation in his tone.

"It's indeed a zombie, it's just that the rotten flesh on his hands is gone." Xue Mei said.

"Why does it only attack corpse puppets? And not us? Did it develop spiritual intelligence?" Lan Chen continued to ask.

Xue Mei said, "It should have no spiritual intelligence. It is just protecting the corpse bamboo. Moreover, the corpse energy on the corpse puppet can become the nourishment of the corpse bamboo."

"Fellow Blood Eyebrow Daoist, what do you mean, as long as we don't show any corpse energy and don't touch the corpse bamboo, it won't attack us?" Song Wen asked.

"From what I personally see, it should be like this." Xue Mei said.

Song Wen turned over his hand and took out the strange-looking Three Flags Yinhun Banner.

The ghost flag danced, and the third-level ghost king sealed in it appeared.

Over the years, Song Wen has obtained a lot of ghost spiritual objects. These spiritual objects have entered the mouth of the ghost king, and they have advanced to the late third level.

The ghost king's body was full of ghost energy, and he flew to the top of the dead bamboo.

Just as Xuemei guessed, the owner of the white bone arm did not show up.

Song Wen thought for a moment, took back the ghost king, and said to Xuemei.

"I will lure it out, and you take the opportunity to pick the dead bamboo."

Xuemei nodded and said, "Okay!"

After a few simple conversations and a plan, Xuemei, Lanchen, and Mo Yexue walked forward for hundreds of feet and arrived at the other side of the dead bamboo.

A large amount of corpse energy suddenly surged out of Song Wen's body, and his appearance also turned into a three-foot giant corpse.

The corpse energy was diffused and swept towards the location of the dead bamboo.

"Roar!"

A loud roar was heard.

The ground rubble surged, and a zombie jumped out from the underground rubble.

The zombie's body was not like his arm, without any flesh. It was just that the flesh was severely rotten, and the whole body looked tattered.

However, Song Wen did not dare to underestimate it.

This is a zombie of the fourth stage.

The zombie leaped with all his might and pounced on Song Wen.

Song Wen did not fight him and turned away.

The zombie chased after him and pursued him relentlessly.

However, after chasing him for a mile, the zombie suddenly stopped.

It stopped chasing Song Wen and turned back to the dead bamboo.

Song Wen was stunned.

This zombie's obsession with the dead bamboo was not ordinary.

Song Wen raised his hand, and a blood-colored tentacle extended from his hand, like a thick spear, stabbing at the zombie.

The corpse qi on the zombie surged, forming a thick corpse qi shield wall, blocking the tentacle.

However, it was also hit by the huge force of the tentacles, staggering a little and almost falling.

The zombie turned around and stared at Song Wen with cold scarlet eyes.