The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 182

Chapter 182: These Two Ghosts Seem Not Here to Fight, But to… Dine?

Chu Xuan gestured with his hand, and a set of formation patterns fell into his palm.

This formation, known as the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array, was notoriously infamous within the Nether Dao Sect.

Such a formation should not have been accessible to Chu Xuan, but Wan Wuying, having spent much time hiding in the Ghost Palace, had not come away empty-handed. The Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array was one of his significant finds.

Wan Wuying's skills in formation were so flawed that even the spiritual qi would refuse to enter. After some negotiations, he simply sold the formation to Chu Xuan.

Once deployed, this formation would attract nearby ghosts. Under normal circumstances, it could transform any place into a land rampant with malicious spirits within a century.

However, given the density of ghosts on Soul Star, it would hardly take a century—probably just one year for the land to become fully malignant.

In due time, the ghosts within the affected area would fight ceaselessly under the influence of the array, devouring each other much like nurturing venomous insects. Eventually, ghosts of all ranks—Ghost Soldiers, Ghost Generals, Ghost Commanders, and Ghost Kings—would emerge in abundance.

While the skies of Soul Star were indeed teeming with wandering souls, the quality varied greatly. Chu Xuan intended to use the formation to "purify" them. The weaker ghosts were merely fodder, destined to become nutrients for the stronger.

Soon, the Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array was set up, covering an area of about 200 square kilometers. The formation naturally possessed the ability to attract ghosts. Before long, a myriad of ghosts, like moths to a flame, couldn't help but fly towards the formation.

Two Armed and Four Armed watched with eyes glowing green. "Wow, so much food!" they thought.

Chu Xuan was quite satisfied with this setup. Now, all that was left was to clear out the sentient Soul Clan members in the vicinity.

Otherwise, his Yellow Springs Soul Refining Array would surely be targeted and possibly destroyed by the Soul Clan.

After all, in the eyes of the Soul Clan, these ghosts were a feast, just as demonic beasts were to cultivators.

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Torrential Flow City, once one of the largest cities on the eastern banks of the vast and turbulent Hun River, had been reduced to ruins after a protracted war.

The river itself had transformed into a sinister, chilling stream, its bed filled with dry bones, bearing no resemblance to the nurturing mother river it once was.

Now, Torrential Flow City served as a minor stronghold for the Slaughter Faction. Three Great Spectre Masters led a horde of Spectre Masters, guarding this location.

Their primary mission was to monitor all the caverns around Torrential Flow City, executing any Soul Star inhabitants on sight. Their secondary task was to kill every foreigner who emerged from the soul transmission matrix.

Exceptionally powerful foreign souls were to be presented as tributes to the Hun Tu, the supreme Great Spectre King of their faction who commanded over ten Spectre Kings, several hundred thousand Great Spectre Masters, and nearly a hundred billion Spectre Masters.

At that moment, a fierce battle was unfolding within Torrential Flow City. Captain Yun Qi of the Ascendant Faction's Dark Cloud Squad took cover behind a segment of rubble.

After a brief deep breath, he abruptly leaned out from his hiding spot. Soul power burst from the palm of his hand, condensing into a beam of light that he fired at a Spectre Master in mid-air. The soul split apart like a pierced sheet of paper, its remnants drifting skyward, eagerly devoured by other ghosts hovering above.

"Cackle, cackle, cackle, stop your futile struggles!" a corpulent Great Spectre Master taunted as it lunged forward. "Your squad is already surrounded; resign yourselves to becoming my feast!"