The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 50

Chu Xuan watched Huikong, whose face was a mix of shock and anger, and his own expression was as calm as still water. Had he been observing from the rooftop all this time for nothing?

He had already noticed that every time Huikong activated the Suppression Evil Rune, the patterns on his body would light up briefly. Clearly, damaging these patterns would greatly reduce the rune's power or even neutralize it entirely. Even if he didn't know the exact method to break the rune, he could deduce as much just by observing!

"What are you, boy?" Huikong snarled, glaring at Chu Xuan menacingly.

Without a word, Chu Xuan suddenly lunged forward, Spiritual Qi bursting from the palm of his right hand, forming the semblance of a gigantic spectral claw.

Huikong, having clashed with Infinite Sect cultivators multiple times, recognized the spell instantly. "Yin Evil Demon Claw? Ridiculous, you think such a trash spell could harm me?" he scoffed, stomping the ground and drifting backward. He beckoned his khakkhara back to his side, preparing to strike at Chu Xuan.

Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong, both Foundation Establishment stage cultivators themselves, were also familiar with the Yin Evil Demon Claw. It was a spell that was neither particularly strong nor particularly weak. If powered only by Spiritual Qi, it could indeed be considered quite feeble.

Moreover, Yin Evil territories were now dominated by the righteous five sects; where would ordinary demonic cultivators even acquire Yin Evil Qi?

Without Yin Evil Qi to power it, the Yin Evil Demon Claw was no different from any other Foundation Establishment stage spell.

"It's too slow, he won't even touch Huikong's clothes," Li Xuanming thought with a sigh.

The three Divine Star Sect cultivators looked at Chu Xuan with scorn. Using Yin Evil Demon Claw in this day and age seemed outdated to them.

Seeing them approach, Huikong waved them off with a commanding gesture. "Stay back, let me handle this demon spawn myself!" He was still smarting from the sneak attack that had injured him and wanted to wash away this disgrace with his own hands. He was eager to split the head of this unknown cultivator with his khakkhara.

At that moment, Chu Xuan suddenly slapped his sleeve, and, astonishingly, Yin Evil Qi surged from within it. The Yin Evil Demon Claw had barely begun to form a moment ago, and in the next instant, it was fully manifested!

Covering dozens of zhangs in a flash, the claw grabbed Huikong!

Huikong's eyes widened in utter astonishment. The claw of Yin Evil suddenly tightened its grip. He instantly felt every bone in his body crackling and popping. The bones in his arms were crushed to pieces at that moment!

"Ah!"

Huikong screamed in agony.

His scream momentarily stunned Li Xuanming, Liu Zhenxiong, and three cultivators from the Divine Star Sect.

How had the situation reversed so completely in the blink of an eye? Why had Huikong been captured by the claw of Yin Evil? Impossible!

"Could it be..."

Li Xuanming's gaze shifted, noticing the residue of Yin Evil on Chu Xuan's sleeve. He understood.

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"Junior brother Chu initially formed the claw of Yin Evil with Spiritual Qi, leading Huikong into complacency. Once Huikong relaxed, he immediately infused it with Yin Evil Qi, instantaneously materializing the formidable claw! This Yin Evil Qi is extremely pure, making the claw tremendously powerful," Li Xuanming murmured.

Liu Zhenxiong listened, his face a mask of surprise.

Yin Evil Qi! Where had Chu Xuan acquired such pure Yin Evil Qi?

Chu Xuan, watching Huikong controlled by the claw, once again activated the Evil Soul Chain, pulling fiercely, aimed straight at Huikong's head!

"Damn it! I will tear you apart! Vajra Beads!"

The pain drove Huikong to fury. He even abandoned his usual moniker of 'this monk'.

With a roar, the rosary beads flew towards Chu Xuan.

Mid-air, the string threading the beads snapped. Seventy-two beads, each the size of a thumb, hurtled toward Chu Xuan like cannonballs.