The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 267

Chapter 267: After You Die, I Will Take Care of Your Wife and Children

Jin Zhao, without a moment to spare, hastily summoned a massive tortoise shield to protect his back, while his body was cloaked in a shimmering phantom armor of golden light.

The next instant, a fist large as a cauldron thundered against the phantom armor, its force akin to raging thunder.

The terrifying power instantly shattered the defensive spell!

The fist, undiminished in its fury, smashed through the tortoise shield and struck Jin Zhao squarely in the back.

Boom!

Jin Zhao felt as if he had been hit by an ancient giant elephant. His body was hurled dozens of zhang, crashing through several buildings before coming to a halt.

He lay buried under debris and broken bricks. He tried to speak. But as soon as he opened his mouth, he vomited blood copiously, mixed with fragments of his shattered organs.

"Body cultivator...!" Jin Zhao was profoundly shaken.

Body cultivators were rare but not unheard of.

In his youth, he too had dreamt of the path of body cultivation. He had reached the twentieth level of body cultivation but had to abandon it due to the scarcity of vital life-sustaining elixirs.

The overwhelming strength of that punch, which shattered his life-bound magic treasure, indicated that his opponent was an exceedingly strong body cultivator.

At least at the thirty-first level of body cultivation, equivalent to a first-layer Nascent Soul cultivator!

What should he do? Was he forced to resort to that one move?

"Fellow daoist Jin!" A Nascent Soul sprite flew into the ruins, struggling to clear away the rubble.

Jin Zhao, his face pale, managed a bitter smile.

The Nascent Soul sprite spoke anxiously, "Fellow daoist Jin, do you still have a way out?"

Jin Zhao pondered for a moment, "Indeed, there is one. Come closer, and I'll tell you."

The Nascent Soul sprite, unsuspecting, flew closer to Jin Zhao.

As he came within a foot, Jin Zhao suddenly rose, seizing him!

The Nascent Soul sprite, alarmed and angry, exclaimed, "Fellow daoist Jin, what are you doing!"

Jin Zhao sighed softly, "I wish it hadn't come to this. Rest assured, your death will be worthwhile. I will kill this man. After you die, I will take care of your wife and children. Go in peace."

He gently patted his sleeve. A dark shadow emerged from his sleeve .

The shadow, sensing the essence of the Nascent Soul, opened its gaping maw and swallowed the Nascent Soul sprite in one bite.

After consuming the Nascent Soul, the shadow displayed a look of satisfaction.

"Satiated, are you? Lend me your strength." Jin Zhao whispered low.

The shadow nodded, slowly merging into his body. In the blink of an eye, Jin Zhao's sunken back swelled like it was being inflated, rapidly returning to its original form. The injuries on his body healed at a visible speed, as if a strange power was mending all the wounds inside and out.

Not only that, a potent aura within him climbed steadily higher.

"Eh, what is this technique? Quite interesting."

Chu Xuan emerged from the night, his expression one of surprise as he watched Jin Zhao's aura surge.

Jin Zhao scoffed, "This is my Life Ghost, refined from my own lifespan. Each use, if I do not consume a Nascent Soul, costs me ten years of life. Boy, prepare to die!"

With that, he stomped on the ground and used an escaping technique. His body soared a hundred zhang in a short time. Three sharp spears of golden Spiritual Qi instantly formed and rushed towards Chu Xuan!

Chu Xuan's gaze sharpened, and he agilely dodged.

Swoosh, swoosh, swoosh!

His body moved like a nimble dragon, evading the spear thrusts that seemed perilous and mysterious at each turn, yet undoubtedly he seemed capable of avoiding them.

What surprised Jin Zhao even more was that wherever Chu Xuan moved, a layer of frost formed. The sharp spears became coated with frost, their originally fierce speed quickly decreasing.

By the end, they could be described as 'elderly and slow as a bell tolling'—so slow they seemed like snails, easily dodged.