The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World-Chapter 338: The Tomb of Golden Core Ancestor Wan Wuying

Chu Xuan, from a great distance, saw the swirling dark clouds and raised an eyebrow.

After Mystic Azure Sect had taken over the Feather Transformation Heaven Palace, many cultivators had come to join. Among them were quite a few Golden Core late-stage cultivators. Three of them were at the ninth layer of Golden Core.

Chu Xuan could not tell who was about to attempt the Nascent Soul breakthrough.

"Speaking of which, Wan Wuying seems to be preparing for his Nascent Soul breakthrough as well, doesn't he?"

Chu Xuan mused.

Not long ago, Wan Wuying had reached the ninth layer of Golden Core and had since secluded himself to adjust his state of mind. It was possible that this tribulation cloud had been drawn by Wan Wuying himself.

Not only Chu Xuan, but other cultivators of the sect also noticed the towering tribulation clouds.

Shang Xingchen, Wei Ji, Liu Ruoshui, and others appeared one after another beside Chu Xuan.

Wei Ji smiled. "Someone is attempting the Nascent Soul breakthrough. Not bad, not bad. It seems Mystic Azure Sect may soon gain another Nascent Soul cultivator."

Liu Ruoshui gazed at the tribulation clouds with a frown. "These clouds are as black as ink, and the thunder is brewing. Something doesn't feel right..."

Shang Xingchen spoke in a calm tone, "The heavier the bloodshed, the darker the tribulation cloud."

Chu Xuan waved his hand, and a complete tea set appeared on the stone table.

"Let us drink tea while we watch."

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The tribulation clouds in the sky grew darker and heavier. Finally, the first thunderclap struck.

Boom!

The thunder rumbled down, illuminating an old figure.

Chu Xuan and the others looked up, their gazes immediately locking onto the figure.

It was Wan Wuying.

"It really is him," Chu Xuan mused inwardly.

Shang Xingchen glanced at Chu Xuan but said nothing. He knew that Wan Wuying had once been Chu Xuan's master.

In the past, Shang Xingchen had resorted to threats and temptations, hoping to extract details about Chu Xuan's past. However, Wan Wuying had been resolute, refusing to reveal a single word.

Unable to act against him, Shang Xingchen had no choice but to let Wan Wuying go.

"Let us see if he can survive the tribulation," Shang Xingchen said calmly.

Amid the flash of lightning, Wan Wuying let out a roar. He released all the resentment and fury that had built up over the centuries.

Crack!

The lightning thundered down. In an instant, the defensive spells around him were obliterated. Before Wan Wuying could catch his breath, the second bolt of thunder followed swiftly.

Without hesitation, he summoned two defensive magic treasures to shield himself. These had been prepared in advance, consuming nearly all of his savings.

Boom!

The thunder struck with terrifying force.

In an instant, both of the magic treasures shattered into pieces. The remaining power of the lightning raged through his body.

In a single moment, Wan Wuying's body turned ashen, scorched black, as if drained of all life. As he gazed up at the third thundercloud that surged in the sky, he felt a mixture of laughter and tears.

A demonic cultivator, in the end, was bound to carry too much bloodshed and evil karma. This had made the first two lightning strikes even more vicious. The third bolt, however, was beyond his ability to resist.

Boom!

The third and most terrifying bolt of lightning descended with explosive force. Illuminated by the flash, Wan Wuying plummeted from the sky, crashing to the ground with a thud, lifeless.

Shang Xingchen and the others couldn't help but shake their heads. Even for demonic cultivators, there were ways to deceive the heavenly tribulation. However, these methods were rare and came at a steep price.

Chu Xuan took a sip of tea, his expression unchanged. Today's tea felt especially harsh.

Wei Ji bowed respectfully. "Sect Master, I will go collect the corpse and bring it back to the Ten Thousand Corpse Valley."

Chu Xuan waved his hand. "He was my master. I will bury him personally."

Wei Ji was momentarily stunned. "Understood."

Chu Xuan lightly stepped forward, floating towards the spot where Wan Wuying had fallen. By the time he arrived, many cultivators had gathered. At the forefront were Bai Jinkun, Yuan Zichu, and Zhu Yuqiao, among others. They looked at the charred corpse with mixed feelings.

Yuan Zichu, though, was unperturbed. He had never employed many demonic cultivator techniques.

Bai Jinkun, Fu Peng, and Cao Moren, however, were genuine demonic cultivators. Seeing Wan Wuying's death, they couldn't help but feel a sense of melancholy. They couldn't help but wonder if one day, such a sight would befall them as well.

"Sect Master."

Upon seeing Chu Xuan, the group respectfully bowed.

Chu Xuan said nothing. With a wave of his hand, he gathered Wan Wuying's corpse and placed it into his storage. Then, he summoned his flying magic treasure and swiftly headed south.

Southern Wilderness, Wu Province.

The Southern Wilderness was still under the control of the Southern Wilderness Palace. However, the ruler of the palace had long since changed to Chu Xuan.

As for Duan Xiu, although he had managed to escape with his life back then, he had been gravely wounded. He had not been seen since. Either he had succumbed to his injuries and died in some lonely corner, or he had chosen to hide his identity, vanish into the mortal world, and live out the remainder of his days in peace.

Since this person no longer made an appearance, Chu Xuan had no interest in searching for him.

Chu Xuan arrived at the Extreme Yin Cave. The place had long since turned into ruins. However, the nearby human city, Plain City, was still bustling with activity.

Chu Xuan's divine sense swept across Pingyuan City as usual. It didn't take long for him to spot a cultivation family. The family members shared some resemblance with Chen Ge—mature beyond their years.

"It seems Chen Ge survived that great calamity and managed to continue his family's line. But he was just a Qi Refining cultivator. By now, he must have long since turned to dust."

Chu Xuan couldn't help but feel a twinge of emotion. It had all started as an idle remark. Yet, it had somehow saved Chen Ge's life.

Not far from the Extreme Yin Cave was a towering peak. It was here that Chu Xuan had buried Liu Zhenxiong's body and erected a tombstone. He flashed to the spot in an instant.

At first, Chu Xuan had thought that, given his long absence, the area would be overgrown with weeds. To his surprise, it remained neat and tidy. The tombstone had even been carefully wiped clean.

"Someone has come to pay their respects?"

Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow but didn't think much of it. He proceeded to bury Wan Wuying beside Liu Zhenxiong and erected a new tombstone.

After a moment of thought, he traced words with his finger and engraved them onto the stone.

"Extreme Yin Cave, Golden Core Ancestor Wan Wuying's Tomb. — Disciple Chu Xuan."

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