The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

Chapter 201: Merit Reversal! Sin Karma Saber!

Yun Zhongyu endured the severe pain in his head and spat out a large mouthful of Nascent Soul essence. His spiritual hand, grown vast in the wind, positioned itself defiantly before him.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

The four ghost artifacts were blocked by the spiritual hand. The spiritual hand struck fiercely once more, forcing Four Arms to retreat several zhang.

However, the spiritual hand dimmed on the spot and dissipated into nothingness.

Chu Xuan couldn't help but shake his head. The true prowess of a Nascent Soul cultivator lies in their Nascent Soul essence. Using Nascent Soul essence can unreasonably enhance the power of one's spells.

Yun Zhongyu had expended some of his Nascent Soul essence in his earlier duel with Lei Mingyang. And yet, he could still release such a significant amount. He truly is a prodigious figure from the Reincarnation Divine Sect.

Taking advantage of this brief respite to catch his breath, Yun Zhongyu immediately activated a golden rope, which whipped towards Chu Xuan, attempting to entangle him.

The Ghost King was indeed formidable. But killing the one who controlled the Ghost King would naturally break the control over the twin Ghost Kings.

From the corner of his eye, Yun Zhongyu glimpsed the twin Ghost Kings, his eyes glinting with greed.

Ghosts possessing life-bound ghost artifacts were rare. And this four-armed Ghost King had four life-bound ghost artifacts—truly a rarity in the world. If he could seize them, his power would surely soar.

As for the objections that other cultivators within the Reincarnation Divine Sect might have...

What a joke. The distinction between righteous and demonic is but a thought away. Would he care about that?

Thus, Yun Zhongyu's attack on Chu Xuan was not with an aggressive magic treasure but a controlling one. He aimed to dominate Chu Xuan's spirit. To force him to relinquish the soul marks of the twin Ghost Kings, allowing himself to take control!

Seeing that Yun Zhongyu had thrown a golden rope, Chu Xuan already had a plan in mind. He quickly guessed Yun Zhongyu's intentions.

Chu Xuan sneered. He commanded his Two Arms to position itself in front of him. Meanwhile, he expended his merit to use the Mahayana Swift Escape, swiftly retreating.

In an instant, he dodged the golden rope. At the same time, his left hand, hidden in his sleeve, casually swept through the air. It seemed to scatter something stealthily.

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The two exchanged several more blows.

Chu Xuan threw out a multitude of demonic talismans. Various spirits like wolf, tiger, and snake souls swarmed around Yun Zhongyu, biting chaotically.

Yun Zhongyu was exasperated. Although these were only Golden Core period spectral souls, their numbers were overwhelming. He had just crushed one when more fearless spectral souls charged at him.

In less than a hundred breaths' time, this fellow had thrown out a hundred talismans! Such things weren't easy to make. How could the opponent throw them as if they cost nothing?

Moreover, in the gaps between throwing talismans, he hurled numerous other Golden Core period charms, such as the Earth Prison Charm, the Five Thunder Charm, and others.

While their controlling effects were weak and their power not great, they were like mosquito bites. An occasional sting here and there was enough to drive him mad.

Yun Zhongyu was immensely annoyed. He felt this person was like a slippery snake. Weak, yet always out of grasp. And he had to worry about being bitten by the snake's venomous fangs.

In that case...

He could only give up on controlling the twin Ghost Kings.

Time for a decisive strike!

"Kill!"

Chu Xuan bellowed.

Two Arms maneuvered the battlefield, once again deploying its merits. This was, after all, a Ghost King, and Yun Zhongyu dared not clash directly. He immediately tapped into the nearly depleted spiritual sense within his sea of awareness, trying to employ a secret spiritual technique for self-protection.

But suddenly, he found that the flow of his spiritual sense became obstructed. It felt as if something was clogging his meridians.

Yun Zhongyu's face changed abruptly.

Poisoned! When had he been poisoned?!

Chu Xuan, noticing his subtly changed expression, immediately laughed.

During their earlier clash, he had been secretly spreading poison powder while carefully holding his breath. He had spread a total of twenty-two types of poison powder.

Three were highly toxic, eight were slow-acting, five damaged the soul, and six harmed the body, most had no effect.

Unexpectedly, it was the "Mind Corrupting Dust" that had attached to the spiritual sense and entered the body, slowing the flow of the spiritual sense!

Yun Zhongyu was indeed a mid-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. His resistance to poison was too strong.

Chu Xuan resolved to delve deeper into the art of poisoning in the future. Aiming to develop more potent poisons. In the high-stakes exchange between experts, victory often hinged on a single breath.

Due to this momentary slowdown, Yun Zhongyu failed to instantly cast his spiritual secret technique. The waiting Four Arms seized the opportunity, closed in, and launched a relentless assault!

A ring pommel saber, a vajra mace, a steel hammer, and a trident spear incessantly greeted Yun Zhongyu.

Yun Zhongyu was a step slow every step of the way, always on the receiving end of blows. His sea of awareness kept trembling. His spirit was in grave danger.

Deep within his heart, Yun Zhongyu finally sensed the terrifying specter of death. Previously, he thought the worst outcome would be a minor setback, but he could still defeat this Golden Core junior.

Now, however, he felt a genuine threat to his life—an unbelievable turn of events! If he hesitated to use his trump card, he was certain to die. He had a strong premonition.

"Damn it... Truly damned! How could I be forced to this extent!" Yun Zhongyu roared.

His body suddenly erupted in dazzling golden light, and a wheel of merit gold began spinning rapidly behind his head. In that moment, the surrounding darkness was illuminated as if it were broad daylight, drawing the gazes of many cultivators toward him.

"Merit Reversal! Sin Karma Saber!"

Yun Zhongyu bellowed as he suddenly spat out a palm-sized dagger. This was his life-bound magic treasure, the Sin Karma Saber. Apart from two saints in the Reincarnation Divine Sect, very few could force him to deploy this treasure.

The merit wheel behind Yun Zhongyu spun wildly in reverse at this moment. Instantly, it transformed into raging karmic flames, burning fiercely. Yun Zhongyu was immediately enveloped by a robust force of sinister karma as if an invisible blade was cutting down his fortune—heralding disaster and reducing his lifespan.

Wei Ji, Shangguan Hao, and others watched Yun Zhongyu in shock. Any cultivator aiming for a higher realm would consciously or unconsciously accumulate merit. Merit brought many benefits, most importantly, it could lessen the power of heavenly tribulations—tribulations that were far from trivial.

From breaking the Golden Core to form the Nascent Soul, facing the Nascent Soul tribulation, the Deity Transformation tribulation, the Astral Projection tribulation, and so on—surviving these meant becoming a great power, living freely for hundreds to thousands of years. Failing meant becoming dust, with one's body and path utterly destroyed!

It was not surprising for Yun Zhongyu, a prodigy of the Reincarnation Divine Sect, to possess a layer of merit wheel. But being driven to this extent, to reluctantly reverse his merit into karma, all to kill his opponent, was extraordinary.

The reversal of merit into sinister karma significantly increased its power. As long as the opponent's merit was not superior to his own, even if only slightly stronger, they couldn't withstand this terrifying attack of sinister karma—they would be instantly annihilated!

"Die!"

Yun Zhongyu's face was fierce as he vowed to slay Chu Xuan along with the twin Ghost Kings.

Two Arms's expression grew serious, positioning itself in front of Chu Xuan.

"Father, if I die, please take care of the Four Arms. He's quite troublesome. Used to be greedy, now he vomits every day..."

Four Arms barked a few times and also charged in front of Chu Xuan. The four life-bound ghost artifacts were deployed, intently focusing on the suddenly approaching Sin Karma Saber.

Chu Xuan watched the oncoming Sin Karma Saber, merely offering a slight smile.

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