The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 370

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Five years later, the vast and endless icy plains stretched out in every direction. In the midst of this frozen wilderness, a solitary figure sat cross-legged, his body motionless as if he were part of the landscape itself.

Suddenly, boundless red clouds surged from within him, sweeping out in all directions. The crimson clouds thickened, shrouding everything in their dense, oppressive embrace, making it impossible to discern anything within. Not even the spiritual sense of Nascent Soul cultivators could penetrate the swirling red mist.

More astonishing was the fact that within these clouds seemed to be countless terrifying spirits and monsters, each more fearsome than the last. As the red clouds passed, the blood within the bodies of all the wild beasts they encountered was swiftly drained, leaving behind only the haunting sight of desiccated corpses.

This figure, of course, was Chu Xuan. Sitting at the very center of the infinite red clouds, he did not move an inch. With just a flicker of his mind, the clouds coalesced into various shapes—at times transforming into massive shields, or condensing into weapons like blades and spears. At other moments, they scattered into a sky full of flying swords, or formed into grotesque skulls.

Chu Xuan exhaled softly and spoke a single word, "Reap". Instantly, the vast red clouds turned and returned from every direction, converging back into his palm. He smiled as he held a small, blood-colored flask in his hands.

"Not bad. This Blood Demon Flask is truly powerful. Since I successfully forged it, and it's still a low-grade magic treasure, it already possesses such formidable capabilities. If it were to be upgraded step by step into a top-tier magic treasure, accumulating more blood clouds, wouldn't it be capable of enveloping the entire area in boundless blood mist, obliterating countless enemies in the blink of an eye?"

Chu Xuan nodded in satisfaction, flipping his palm. The blood-colored flask returned to the spiritual sea within his dantian, where it was carefully nurtured. With his inner vision, he could see the Nascent Soul figure sitting above his spiritual sea, its essence radiating intense Nascent Soul energy. Beneath the small figure floated a Heavenly Dao Golden Lotus, spinning gently.

The Nascent Soul figure exuded a strong aura, and several magic treasures floated nearby, slowly absorbing the Qi. Evil Soul Chain, Blood Beehive, Sky-Shielding Umbrella, and the Blood Demon Flask—all were his natal magic treasures. It was precisely because these treasures were his natal treasures that he could store them in his dantian, where they would be nourished by the infant's energy at all times.

When he had first forged the Blood Demon Flask, it was only a magic tool, a mere step above an ordinary item. However, after absorbing the energy of the infant's aura for a month, it was upgraded to a low-grade magic treasure. If he continued to absorb vast amounts of blood energy and infant's aura, the path to further upgrading would be smooth and unhindered.

The Blood Demon Flask was the very foundation of the "Great Transformation Blood Demon True Art". For any member of the Heavenly Blood Alliance who practiced the blood path techniques, it was almost a requirement to cultivate the Blood Demon Flask into their natal magic treasure. This treasure contained blood clouds, which were essential for using the majority of the techniques from the "Great Transformation Blood Demon True Art".

Having previously cultivated the "Mysterious Heavenly Ice Soul Scroll", Chu Xuan had a solid foundation in his cultivation. Now, combining that knowledge with this new method, his progress was rapid. In just five years, he had reached the fourth level of the "Great Transformation Blood Demon True Art", mastering four new spells.

The most impressive of these was the "Blood Light Escape" technique, which allowed him to use blood clouds to instantly escape without needing spiritual Qi. It was unbelievably fast. No wonder the Heavenly Blood Alliance could become one of the most powerful five-level cultivation sects under the banner of Heaven Shaking Divine Sect.

Even though Chu Xuan had only reached the fourth level, he had already come into contact with many of the scripture's mysteries. The future promised even more profound insights to be uncovered.

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Amidst his joy, Chu Xuan focused his mind and summoned the Evil Soul Chain. Now, the chain radiated with a faint black glow, its hardness almost beyond compare. The faint sound of a flood dragon could even be heard emanating from it. Unfortunately, after refining the Black Flood Dragon Horn into it, the chain had not advanced into a top-tier magic treasure. It still seemed to be lacking just a bit to reach that level.

"Now, I've accumulated quite a few human skins. I could try crafting some magic symbols as a test. Perhaps I'm a genius when it comes to the Dao of Talismans after all."

Unable to resist, Chu Xuan used the Myriad Realm Mirror to return to the Water Curtain Cave. Over the five years, whenever the human skin zombies matured, the corpse puppets would harvest and dry them. These were then stored in the storage room of the Water Curtain Cave.

During this time, Chu Xuan had been focused on cultivating the Great Transformation Blood Demon True Art, and had not paid attention to this matter. But now, when he went to the storage room, he was immediately delighted to find over ten thousand sheets of human skin!

That was more than enough—far more than enough! He took a golden wolf-hair pen from his storage bag and, following the records in the Demonic Talisman Sutra, began to copy the symbols. Demonic Talismans started at the Foundation Establishment stage. There were no talismans for the Qi Refining stage.

Therefore, the first talisman he attempted to draw was a Foundation Establishment stage "Corpse Qi Talisman". This talisman sealed corpse qi, and when cast, it would unleash a wave of corpse qi that could directly strike vital organs.

Chu Xuan took the pen and began to draw.

Slap! Failure.

Slap! Failure again.