The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 302

Chapter 302 - Mystic Azure Star Has Fallen Into the Hands of Our Divine Sect!

In that instant, Zhao Kai felt as though his skull was being torn apart, painfully and forcefully. Something massive and ice-cold was shoved into his head, filling every inch of his mind. The excruciating cold froze his thoughts, leaving him unable to think, his very mind paralyzed.

"Great Devouring Palm!"

Chu Xuan raised his hand once more. A massive spiritual palm descended, overwhelming Zhao Kai.

Zhao Kai's spiritual sense was immediately refined and absorbed by it. The Inner Furnace Refining Method continuously transformed them into Chu Xuan's own spiritual power, further strengthening his soul.

Zhao Kai struggled to maintain a sliver of clarity in his will, trying to escape with his Nascent Soul. But Chu Xuan had long been prepared. The Sky-Tearing Cold Palm grasped down with ferocity, easily seizing Zhao Kai's Nascent Soul.

With a casual flick of his wrist, Zhao Kai's physical body was thrown into the Myriad Realms Mirror and sent crashing to Blue Star.

Chu Xuan still planned to use the Soul Search technique to delve into Zhao Kai's memories, so he refrained from killing him—for the moment.

Whoosh.

In the blink of an eye, the winds roared. The mist dispersed.

Shi Juntian and the others focused, only to find that Zhao Kai had vanished completely, leaving Chu Xuan standing in his place.

Shi Juntian let out a long breath, and his gaze towards Chu Xuan softened, filled with awe. No wonder this person could suppress Wei Ji and the others at once. He was truly formidable!

If he could kill Zhao Kai, then eliminating him would be no more than a trifling task. He was glad he had been cautious and hadn't turned against this person. Otherwise, he would be the one lying dead.

Shi Juntian quickly stepped forward, cupped his hands, and said, "Fellow Daoist, your strength is truly impressive. I, Shi, am in awe!"

Chu Xuan smiled. "It was just a matter of luck in countering him."

Shi Juntian couldn't help but laugh bitterly.

"You defeated Zhao Kai by luck? What does that make me, then? Shouldn't I have been flattened under his fists?"

Jingkong, Jinghui, and Jingxuan had been watching the battle intently. When they realized that Zhao Kai had completely vanished, their faces turned ashen.

Zhao Kai, a Sixth Layer Nascent Soul powerhouse—just like that, he was gone?

The three of them were still at the early stages of Nascent Soul. If someone could kill Zhao Kai, how easily could he wipe them out?

Compared to the shock and fear of Jingkong and the others, Wei Ji and Wan Hun were filled with a sense of relief and excitement.

Good, good, good! They had indeed chosen the right side! Though controlled by the parasitic worms, it had been worth it!

With Zhao Kai's death, the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace would crumble like a mountain collapse! Victory was within reach!

In the future, they would undoubtedly receive the rewards of the Heaven-Shaking Divine Sect.

Jingkong, Jinghui, and Jingxuan exchanged a glance, and without hesitation, turned and fled.

"Leave it to you. Let's also go to Flying Thunder Valley."

Chu Xuan waved his hand, signaling the Four Arms, Hu, and Long to catch up and assist Wei Ji and Wan Hun.

If he had to personally deal with a Nascent Soul early-stage cultivator, then there would be no point in leaving anyone else alive. They might as well be dead.

...

At Golden Thunder Mountain, within the formation.

Bai Jinkun, Fu Peng, Cao Moren, and Wan Wuying had all witnessed the battle. Their hearts remained unsettled for a long time.

Fu Peng swallowed, his voice hoarse. "How... how could Lin Fan... possibly engage with the Deputy Palace Master of the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace? Could it be that he's actually a Nascent Soul cultivator?"

Cao Moren rolled his eyes. "After all this, you still don't understand? You should be addressing him as 'Senior,' not by name."

Fu Peng quickly covered his mouth, his face filled with horror.

Bai Jinkun, hearing their exchange, couldn't help but feel a sense of smug satisfaction.