Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials

The immense thunderclap continuously echoed to distant regions, long and continuous, as if a gigantic bell of destruction was tolling, not stopping for a moment. The space flashed incessantly with dazzling thunder and lightning, creating an extremely terrifying feeling.

It was as if the apocalypse was upon us, and the horrific thunder and lightning were about to utterly destroy this realm, this Snowfield Plateau.

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"Boy, what on earth have you done to incur heaven’s wrath? This world’s Heavenly Dao is utterly unwilling to spare you!"

"How could such terrifying thunder descend? You are no ordinary person, you must have a significant background. Who exactly are you?!"

At this moment, even the Demon Venerable, suppressed beneath the Demon Suppression Land, was utterly shaken by the terrifying scene in the sky.

He couldn’t imagine what capabilities a mere Golden Core junior, who hadn’t even reached the Nascent Soul stage, possessed to evoke a Thunder Celestial Tribulation that even made him feel dread.

Transformation Celestial Tribulation.

How many years has it been since such an event occurred?

What’s even worse.

This boy was like a stubborn fly clinging here, and coincidentally, the place struck by this Thunder Celestial Tribulation was where he, the Demon Venerable, was sealed.

Now, not to mention escaping.

Even he was within the scope enveloped by this Thunder Celestial Tribulation.

He initially thought that a ’savior’ had arrived, capable of rescuing him from this sealed land, but in an instant, this damned junior not only secretly tricked him but also brought about a deadly disaster.

Pulling him along into this great pit.

His life was under extreme threat.

One must know that the Thunder Power, being the purest yang, inflicts extremely severe damage on his kind of Outer Realm Demon Dao, let alone being sealed for over ten thousand years, with his origin depleted to the extreme.

More exaggeratedly, this thunder was directly over the area where he was sealed, making it impossible for him to escape from here no matter what.

"Get away, far away, don’t come near me! Ah..."

Zheng Yi’s gaze was as deep as an abyss, yet his aura gradually calmed down, seemingly transforming into an eternal reef amidst the roaring seas and winds, remaining utterly unmoved.

He suddenly raised his head, gazing at the sky, his eyes devoid of any trace of fear. They became profound, gleaming with a constant bright light, as though he was contemplating something.

At the same time, the Lifebound Immortal Slaying Sword under his control suddenly launched an attack towards the Demon Venerable in the Demon Suppression Land, whose Heart Spirit was unstable.

The origin was wounded, vanishing completely, the Divinity Transformation Demon Venerable trapped here, no matter how powerful, could not maintain his original mindset, his Heart Spirit unstable.

Moreover, he never anticipated the cunning behavior of Zheng Yi, who, in such a critical and nearly deadly moment, not only didn’t panic but aimed to extract more benefits from him.

The fearsome intent of slaughter broke through the suppression of the seal in an instant, directly piercing into the Demon Venerable’s body. Amidst the sound of countless enormous chains clanking and shaking the subterranean world, it still couldn’t break free.

The Immortal Slaying Sword surpassed Magical Treasures, capable of wounding the body of a Divinity Transformation Divine Venerable. Especially when the Demon Venerable, like a tiger down on luck bullied by dogs, in a series of coincidences, completely lost his ability to resist. A dreadful scream echoed in the sealed land, and before dying, the Demon Venerable roared loudly.

"Boy, you are ruthless, ah ah..."

The terrifying screams reverberated in the subterranean world, the thousand-foot Demon Shadow bound by chains violently trembled for a moment, finally settling down, yet swiftly obscured by the thunder’s momentum, all swiftly buried away.

Zheng Yi’s expression was calm as a stream of light flashed, the Lifebound Immortal Slaying Sword appeared in his hand, with black light surging on its surface. He remarked with extreme calmness: "Your origin has been eradicated, the soul has completely dissipated, not even hell would accept you."

The Immortal Slaying Sword, evolved to its utmost, transformed into an origin Spiritual Treasure, not only contained Zheng Yi’s lifebound abilities but also carried a formidable slaughter will, nearly condensing the Power of Rules within the sword body, an extraordinarily terrifying force.

Only the Power of Rules can counter the Power of Rules.

And only a Spiritual Treasure evolving its own rules possesses the ability to slay a Divinity Transformation Divine Venerable.

This has been a validated fact in the Cultivation Realm long ago.

If it was during the peak state of the Divinity Transformation Demon Venerable, no matter how, Zheng Yi couldn’t have possibly slain him.

It’s just that the opponent, suppressed for ten thousand years, had utterly lost his Origin Demonic Qi, even if Zheng Yi didn’t strike, within less than a thousand years, he would have perished due to exhaustion of origin.

This was the actual purpose of Master Nine Lotus, founder of the Great Snow Mountain Lineage, in sealing him initially.

As for Zheng Yi, he merely accelerated this process, sending him away beforehand.

Moreover, after slaying this former Divinity Transformation Demon Venerable, the Lifebound Immortal Slaying Sword absorbed a large amount of the Demon Venerable’s Origin Demonic Qi and consumed all the Power of Rules generated within him.

Just by looking at the continuously flowing, ripple-like black patterns on the surface of the Lifebound Immortal Slaying Sword, and the chilling glow it emitted, one could see the terrifying might of the Lifebound Immortal Slaying Sword undoubtedly enhanced greatly.

The complete transformation was finished, attaining the level of a Spiritual Treasure.

This gave Zheng Yi the confidence to face the might of the Thunder Celestial Tribulation in the sky.

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The Lifebound Immortal Slaying Sword, this time, was like a person who suddenly became obese.

For the moment, it cannot completely absorb the Origin Essence of the Divinity Transformation Demon Venerable; it requires some time to fully digest successfully.

Even so, its power has already reached an extreme peak level.

Zheng Yi’s heart gradually calmed down.

Such a significant gain did not make Zheng Yi’s expression relaxed; instead, his face appeared quite serious.

In his eyes, the Thunder City that continued to form above, with its entanglement was different from what others saw. In the depths of his pupils, reflected was the scene of interwoven rules threading, continually twisting and wrapping, like a massive Heaven and Earth Net, ruthlessly covering him.

Zheng Yi’s face showed an unprecedented expression of solemnity.

A towering ancient city constituted by thunder, constantly surfacing and sinking in the dark clouds, its brilliance flickering, surrounded by a rainbow-like halo, encapsulating the entire city.

The dazzling colors, the radiant lightning serpents, lent Thunder City a noble aura, unleashing an endless terrifying momentum from within, forming explosive waves downward, spreading out in all directions.

Even Zheng Yi, who stood in mid-air, was driven to sink continually by this terrible shockwave.

Boom boom!

A thunderous roaring echoed across the heavens and earth, frightening superwaves surged down from the sky’s thunder, an even more horrifying shockwave made Zheng Yi’s hair billow noisily.

Looking up, Zheng Yi was astonished to discover that the terrifying humanoid imprints he had previously stumbled upon in Thunder City, at this moment, were suddenly moving as if alive, emitting bright luster, walking out one by one within Thunder City.

Shockingly, inside Thunder City, figures entirely enshrined in lightning appeared, resembling living beings.

"What are these? Why do they give me the feeling of Nascent Soul Cultivators resurrected?"

"Nascent Soul Mark?! Could it be that this Thunder City revives the once-deceased Nascent Soul Stage Cultivators, or perhaps, it borrows their will imprints to descend as a Thunder Celestial Tribulation?!"

Gazing at the looming divine light of the thunder marks, Zheng Yi’s eyes became unprecedentedly solemn, completely unprepared for such a massive change while crossing the tribulation at this point.

Within this Thunder City, terrifying Nascent Soul Cultivator marks have unexpectedly appeared.

Moreover, nine of them emerged.

How can this be fought?

Zheng Yi felt an indescribable headache, his heart sinking, with a formless massive pressure enveloping his entire body.

These appearing thunder marks, each glowed dazzlingly bright, extracting Thunder Essence Qi under the relentless thunder strikes, transforming those marks into towering figures.

Majestic and overbearing!

Their momentum is like an abyss!

Nine towering phantoms emerged on the city walls, each roughly the height of ordinary people, with both males and females, old and young, fat and thin, but the one unchanging aspect was the aura they emitted, heavy as a mountain, akin to skybound peaks, ceaselessly releasing ongoing pressure downward.

Like a sledgehammer, beating upon the earth.

Even space seemed unable to bear it, continually tearing open fissures.

Spatial ripples cracked like a spider web everywhere, within the seams, emanating a terrifying aura as heavy as a mountain, covering down onto the earth.

Those towering phantoms represent the nine Nascent Soul Stage True Monarchs who once truly appeared in this world, each likely having a formidable reputation when alive.

But now they have long decayed with time, leaving only marks, manipulated and toyed by Heaven and Earth’s Will, transformed into puppets of the celestial tribulation, becoming the greatest weapon of Heavenly Dao to punish those who disrupt the balance rules.

Terrifying heaven’s pressure surged burning like flames, suppressing down, even with Zheng Yi’s foundation, at this moment, he felt immense pressure, unimaginable, his heart sinking further.

The thunder however, didn’t shift according to human will, simply transformed into terrible pressure, ceaselessly covering down.

"Nine against one? Is it a situation of inevitable death?!"

Though Zheng Yi never underestimated his own strength, given his foundation, looking across the entirety of the Great Snow Mountain Lineage over thousands of years, even if Master Nine Lotus were to reincarnate anew, they might not measure up to him.

Dealing with a singular Nascent Soul Stage Cultivator’s existence, he felt no surprise, relatively easy to handle, but now, with the massive thunder city emerging in the heavens, followed by nine consecutive Nascent Soul True Monarchs’ marks, each possesses peak strength.

That extending pressure constantly bombarded upon Zheng Yi.