The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 162

Chapter 162: You Treacherous Disciple!

Yin Thunder Seed is imbued with both the essence of Yin Evil and the force of thunder.

Three hundred of these beads whistled through the air simultaneously, sufficient to evaporate an entire body of water into steam!

In an instant, vast clouds of steam rose from the area. A muffled groan was heard.

The figure cloaked in black was forced to reveal himself.

"Damn it! So many Yin Thunder Seeds!"

He was both shocked and enraged, compelled to continuously deploy escape techniques. Weaving through the continuously exploding beads, he dodged the terrifying damage.

Yet even so, the massive net woven by the explosions of the three hundred Yin Thunder Seeds was immensely formidable. He might evade one, but not the next.

The cloaked figure tried desperately to dodge, ultimately forced to activate his defensive magic treasure to block the attacks. Despite his efforts, he still sustained numerous wounds.

However, using the rebounding force of the Yin Thunder Seeds, he successfully increased the distance.

He burst out of the deadly net created by the interweaving Yin Thunder Seeds.

Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow.

Impressive.

The simultaneous explosion of three hundred Yin Thunder Seeds could seriously injure even a late-stage Golden Core cultivator. Yet, this person had managed to escape with his life.

Chu Xuan stomped the ground, ready to advance and attack with full force.

However, as he took a step forward, the water beneath him suddenly transformed into formidable frost.

In an instant, his feet were frozen. And the frost didn't stop there; it continued to climb, aiming to encase his entire body in ice!

Chu Xuan's expression shifted slightly. He burst forth the strength from his legs, shattering the frost and hastily retreating.

Yet, the frost pursued like a python, relentlessly coiling around him.

Chu Xuan frowned.

Instantly, a black iron shield and a gold-wood shield flew from his body, attempting to block the assault.

With a crack, both shields were frozen by the frost and shattered into pieces on the spot!

Using the rebounding force of the explosion, Chu Xuan instantly escaped over sixty feet away, well beyond the reach of the frost attack. He was not sentimental about the loss.

The two items were merely high-grade magic tools. Their destruction was inconsequential as long as he remained unharmed.

However, he was surprised that the opponent had pre-arranged a formation, almost causing him to fall into a trap. It seemed he was facing a fellow cultivator.

Chu Xuan and the cloaked figure stared at each other across the distance, each displaying a wariness.

The cloaked figure, eyeing the familiar black iron shield, gave a flicker of recognition. He spoke softly, "Since we're both cultivators of the demonic path, why not reveal your sect?"

Chu Xuan frowned, "Nonsense, how am I a demonic cultivator? You look more like a demonic cultivator! Your entire family are demonic cultivators!"

The cloaked figure was irked. Both being sly as millennia-old foxes, such trivial deceits were pointless. Suppressing his anger, he pointed to the shattered remnants of the black iron shield, "That was the defensive magic tool I used back when I was a Foundation Establishment cultivator. I remember it well!"

Chu Xuan scratched his head, puzzled for a moment before tentatively asking, "Master?"

The cloaked figure sneered, "Master was nearly killed by you, you treacherous disciple!"

Chu Xuan coughed slightly, "My master came to Myriad Islands Lake years ago in search of opportunities and vanished without a trace. I have been searching for him here for a long time, yet you suddenly appears now. How can you prove you are my master, Wan Wuying?"