The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 232

Chapter 232: The extraterritorial battlefield is about to collapse?

Ten days had passed. Within the city lord's mansion in Heavenly Sword City, Ximen Changqing paced back and forth, his brow furrowed in concern.

Recently, a large number of spatial rifts had appeared, some alarmingly close to Heavenly Sword City. The number of ancient beasts appearing at night had also multiplied several times. Mysteriously, a large flock of Dark Falcons had almost crashed into the city during the night. None of these were good omens.

In the past, extraterritorial battlefields on the brink of collapse would see a surge in ancient beasts and numerous spatial rifts appear. Just recently, he had received news that his own direct disciple, Wu Shang, had nearly perished in a sudden spatial rift, losing a leg in the process.

"Elder, the Holy Maiden is waiting for you in the main hall," whispered a disciple from the Majestic Sword Sect.

Ximen Changqing's frown deepened. Why was that woman here again? He composed himself and put on a smile as he entered the hall, "I greet the Holy Maiden."

Leng Hanshuang's expression was as cold as frost, "Fellow daoist Ximen, I need you to tell me why He Liang has not yet returned. Have you secretly sent him another message?"

Ximen Changqing's brow furrowed deeper, "Holy Maiden, you must not make reckless accusations. I sent the message to fellow daoist He as you requested and have not sent another in these ten days. You may verify this. What exactly do you intend by urgently summoning fellow daoist He back? Could it be that you mean to harm him?"

Leng Hanshuang took a deep breath, "Fine, then send another message to He Liang. This matter cannot be delayed any longer."

Ximen Changqing replied calmly, "Certainly, but first I have a question for the Holy Maiden." With a wave of his hand, the doors of the great hall thunderously shut.

"Is this extraterritorial battlefield about to collapse? Why has the upper sect not announced anything? Why are the teleportation formations still strictly guarded, allowing no one to enter or exit? Do the lives of us lower sect cultivators not matter in the eyes of the upper sect?" Ximen Changqing asked seriously. _{freeweɓnøvel.com}

Leng Hanshuang stared into Ximen Changqing's eyes and replied coldly, "The teleportation formation will eventually be opened, and everyone will be able to leave alive. Rest assured, the Reincarnation Divine Sect is not like the demonic Heaven Shaking Divine Sect; we value every cultivator's life."

Ximen Changqing's expression eased slightly.

Leng Hanshuang continued, "Please, fellow daoist Ximen, send the message once more. As soon as I bring He Liang to the Reincarnation Tower and present him to Uncle Master Tiancang as a disciple, I will leave."

"Very well," Ximen Changqing nodded and, as before, sent another voice transmission.

Leng Hanshuang suddenly asked, "Could you teach me how to use the voice transmission jade?"

Ximen Changqing took a deep breath but maintained a smiling face, "Of course."

Leng Hanshuang took the voice transmission jade and left immediately. Ximen Changqing watched her departing figure, his expression turning icy cold. If he had the chance, he truly wished to personally eliminate this arrogant Holy Maiden.

Unfortunately, his own strength did not permit it, and her status prevented any direct confrontation. "Who could possibly control her?" he wondered. "Perhaps only Situ Kong, the Holy Son of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, could manage that."

Shaking his head, Ximen Changqing began preparations to evacuate the extraterritorial battlefield.

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On the desolate plains of the extraterritorial battlefield, Leng Hanshuang swiftly moved with two cultivators from the Reincarnation Divine Sect. She held a voice transmission jade in her hand, from which a tender green sprout had emerged. The sprout had just one leaf, which pointed eastward—the direction Leng Hanshuang was heading.

"My master gave me this Divine Guide. I never thought it would be used in such a place," she mused. "This He Liang must have sensed something and does not wish to go to the Reincarnation Tower. Hmph, it's not up to you whether you go or not."

Leng Hanshuang commanded in a low voice, "Speed up."