The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 255

Chapter 255: The Strange Land

In the realm of Soul Star, ten years had swiftly passed.

Chu Xuan received a battle report from Yun Qi and Ma Nanshan, and a smile spread across his face. Throughout these years, he had continuously infused fresh blood into the Ascendant Faction, expanding its ranks.

The number of Ghost Commanders and Ghost Generals had increased significantly, enhancing their strength. Whenever they attacked a city, victory was almost guaranteed by sheer force.

Yet, Yun Qi remained methodical and cautious, never overextending, denying the Soul Clan any chance for a counterattack. Chu Xuan greatly appreciated such steadiness and prudence.

"Excellent," he mused, "In ten years, pushing forward unopposed, we've devoured a third of the Slaughter Faction's territory and half of that held by the Husbandry Faction! Now, the Ascendant Faction surpasses the Husbandry Faction in strength! With such prowess, we should be able to force the Slaughter King and the Greedy King to take action."

Chu Xuan chuckled, instructing them to keep monitoring for any new developments.

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In the Greedy King's Palace

Hun Shang paced anxiously in front of a massive golden gate, awaiting the king's response. After a long while, the gate cracked open slightly, and a large head peeked out. Hun Shang hurried forward. "What did the Great King say?" he inquired.

The King's attendant spoke arrogantly, "The Great King says, 'The mere Ascendant Faction is but a minor itch, a trivial annoyance.'"

Hun Shang frowned deeply. "A minor itch? They've swallowed half our territory! The souls of the Slaughter Faction are in complete disarray! How can the Great King remain sequestered within the palace!"

The attendant, shocked, retorted, "You—a mere Specter King—dare to criticize the Great King?!"

Realizing his impudence, Hun Shang grew uneasy. Just then, a deep, muffled voice echoed from within the palace, and the attendant suddenly said, "The Great King summons you."

Startled but solemn, Hun Shang stepped through the narrow opening into the palace. Inside, the darkness was profound, obscuring his vision. He could barely make out a dark throne emitting a faint black glow, seemingly occupied by a corpulent, bloated figure.

Hun Shang bowed deeply. "Hun Shang, at your service, Great King."

The Greedy King, without acknowledging his greeting, muttered to himself, "A seventh-level Specter King? Good, you'll serve well as my avatar abroad. How did the Ascendant Faction become so formidable? Curious, I must investigate this..."

Without warning, a beam of black light struck Hun Shang's head, causing his eyes to roll wildly. When he regained clarity, his gaze had become profoundly inscrutable.

"Great King, your servant takes his leave," Hun Shang said with a strange chuckle. Now, he was not just Hun Shang; he was Hun Tan, the Greedy King.

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