The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 456

As the blood mist vanished, only a figure in black remained suspended midair, an easy smile gracing his handsome features. Draped in a black cloak bordered with gold thread, the cloak emitted an eerie black light, drawing the gaze so intensely it seemed difficult to look away. The burly man stared at this figure, his unease deepening as he recalled the sudden disappearance of the blood mist.

Years of surviving the Starshatter Sea kicked in. Without hesitation, he barked to his junior brother and the woman, "Attack together, let's finish this quickly!" But as they launched their magic treasures towards the figure, he turned and fled alone. In the face of uncertainty, his instincts screamed to escape—a precaution that could never be wrong.

Chu Xuan watched the burly man make his retreat and couldn't help but chuckle at his quick response. "Leaving so soon? That's hardly courteous. Perhaps a more intimate conversation would be appropriate," he mused.

With a mere thought, Chu Xuan deployed Hu and Long from the Heavenly Corpse Tower to pursue the fleeing burly man. He then turned his attention to the magic treasures hurtling towards him from the sultry woman and the tall, thin man.

Slapping his storage bag, the White Dragon Claws soared out, splitting and swelling in size almost instantaneously. They caught the incoming treasures effortlessly. With a crisp snap, the treasures crumbled into pieces under the dragon's claws.

Chu Xuan frowned slightly in disappointment. He had hoped they were high-quality treasures, but they turned out to be easily destroyed. "Such a waste," he lamented.

The woman and her companion were struck with terror at this display of power, suddenly understanding why their senior brother had fled so precipitously. "Split up and run!" the tall man shouted. "We need to inform the master!"

The two exchanged glances and split apart, fleeing east and west with practiced ease. Chu Xuan smiled faintly and waved his hand casually, releasing a black cloak that billowed out behind him. In the blink of an eye, it expanded several times over, sweeping across the sky to envelop the fleeing figures. The enchanting woman and the gaunt man had not escaped far before the dark cloak tightly bound them and summarily dragged them back before Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan stroked his chin thoughtfully, musing on the effectiveness of the spiritual artifact. It utterly dominated against mere magical treasures, crushing them effortlessly from start to finish. Its only drawback, he noted, was its substantial consumption of spiritual energy, which was considerable even for him at his current level.

The two prisoners watched him with despair in their eyes. The woman, with a pitiable look, pleaded, "Senior, please spare our lives. We are disciples of the Blood Cloud Cavern, merely here to collect blood for the Divine Sword Sect's territory."

"We did not mean to offend you, senior. We deserve death," she continued, her voice trembling. "However, our master, the Blood Cloud Elder, is fiercely protective. If he learns of our deaths, he would surely seek vengeance without end."

The thin man added gravely, "Our life tokens are with our master. Should we perish, he would know instantly. Please, senior, granting us mercy benefits us all."

Chu Xuan smiled faintly, amused by their good-cop-bad-cop routine. Releasing them would only invite future troubles. Now that they had seen his face, leaving them alive was not an option.

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"So, you are disciples of the Blood Cloud Elder," Chu Xuan mused, his smile widening. "It's like a big water washing over the Dragon King's temple—family members unrecognizably mixed up. Very well, I shall release you then."

Relief washed over the pair, and internally they praised the power of their master's reputation. But the next moment, Chu Xuan's large hand was upon their heads.

Soul Searching!

Moments later, their bodies were stored in the Heavenly Corpse Tower, their souls claimed by the Sky-Shielding Umbrella. Shortly after, Hu and Long returned, dragging the captured burly man.

Chu Xuan nodded slightly and casually killed the bloodthirsty fishes lurking in the waters before stepping onto the island.

The island was dense with disciples of the Blood Cloud Cavern, primarily cultivators of the Blood Path, with numerous blood clouds swirling overhead—perfect for filling his Blood Demon Flask.

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