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Chapter 36: Mortals are like ants, what about the Demon Sect?

Bang!

The dagger was unsheathed, and the sky-blue blade light exploded in the night, illuminating the jungle.

The blade flashed with piercing ice crystals as it slashed out rapidly.

Ding! Roar!
Amid the sound of metal clashing, the hunched figure took a step back.

Zhang Yuanzhu's eyes turned slightly cold, and under the sparks of collision, he could clearly see the shadow's face.

It was the face of an old woman wearing a longevity hat and with white hair on her face. Her eyes were like those of a wild cat, cruel and cunning.

Zombies?

"Young man, you crushed my grandson, so you should pay for it with yourself."

With a shrill laugh, he leaped up and rushed forward to kill.

The foul smell of corpses spread unrestrainedly, causing the surrounding plants to wither.

Zhang Yuanzhu held his breath, took a step forward, and charged forward.

The short knife danced like a dragon, roaring as it broke through the air, and slashed towards the old corpse's neck at a rapid speed.

clang!
With the sound of metal clashing, the old corpse flew backwards.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the shallow knife mark on the other person's neck, his eyes becoming even colder.

If you can't cut it with one knife, then
Ten knives!

Hundred knives!!
Thousand knives!!!

He exerted force with his feet, ran quickly, and slashed forward with another knife.

The old corpse retreated again and roared towards the sky.

Like a wild cat with its fur standing on end, its white fur stood up, its nails grew rapidly, and it scratched forward.

Zhang Yuanzhu kept his pace, his sword flashed past his arm, and he arrived first, chopping off the enemy's neck.

The long sword was swung, the blade light was piercing, and the old corpse was forced to retreat continuously.

Amidst the sharp sound of slashing, trees exploded and rocks shattered, leaving only two figures entangled in a fight.

Zhang Yuanzhu slashed out thirty-one times in succession, and the old corpse retreated thirty-one steps.

Finally, he stood there in a daze, looking at the figure standing in front of him with a knife.

He opened his mouth, but no sound came out, only black blood kept flowing out.

boom!
The skinny head rolled down, and dark blood gushed out along the neck.

Wherever the black blood passed, the soil was corroded and the dead wood was pierced.

Zhang Yuanzhu, wearing ice crystal armor and holding a long sword, slowly walked to the corpse and looked at it carefully.

The long knife stretched out and lightly poked the bulging chest of the corpse.

The cloth strips were sewn together and wrapped, then thrown to the ground.

With a casual cut, the package was torn open, revealing a child's head, with black eye sockets staring at Zhang Yuanzhu.

"Ah!"

"A man-made zombie?"

Zhang Yuanzhu was indifferent. After listening to Daofeng's lectures for nearly a month, he was still clear about some information about cultivation.

Zombies are born naturally, created by chance, or artificially created.

It is nothing more than making people suffer while they are alive, which is the greatest sorrow in the world.

If it is killed in the end, it will inevitably become full of resentment and can easily be transformed into a zombie.

"Ordinary people are like ants. This is the mentality of the great sects of the side sects."

"Then, how far have the Demon Sect advanced?"

Zhang Yuanzhu looked at the wreckage on the ground, his mind becoming increasingly heavy.

He swung the dagger in his hand lightly and chopped the child's head into pieces.

Then, he turned his gaze to the old corpse.

The best way to deal with zombies is to burn them, but fire can't do anything to this iron skeleton.

"This is the only way to deal with it."

Zhang Yuanzhu murmured, and the long sword clinging to the ice crystals slashed out again.

The knife flashed, black blood spurted out, the old corpse's limbs were cut off, and the torso was cut into three parts.

Afterwards, they were buried separately.

During this time, he also collected some poisonous blood, hair, and teeth to see if he could trade them in the future to obtain items that would be useful to him.

By the time everything was done, it was already midnight.

Zhang Yuanzhu randomly found a place and continued to practice.

The next morning, Zhang Yuanzhu stood up and looked inward at his Dantian, sensing an increasingly profound and pure aura with a delighted expression.

He leaped to the top of the tree, confirmed the direction of the nearest mountain, and then ran away.

Ancient trees, wild beasts, and hills kept passing by in his field of vision, but his pace never slowed down at all.

Until we rushed out of the jungle, a big river blocked our way.

The river is about half a mile wide. The water is surging, creating waves. A light mist gathers on the river bank, blurring the surroundings.

Zhang Yuanzhu stopped and stood at the river bank.

He stood there, the energy in his dantian was extremely active, even the wolf shadow's breathing became a little faster.

"What a great place to practice."

"Unfortunately, we have to trade items first."

He clapped his hands together and exclaimed in admiration, but his eyes were fixed on the river.

He sensed several powerful auras in the river, which clearly indicated that there were sea beasts in the water.

His hands dropped naturally, and he took another step forward, walking towards the river.

He wanted to force his way across the river.

When he reached the shore, he exerted force with his feet and jumped suddenly.

When he was about to fall into the river, ice crystals appeared under his feet and he used the force to jump up again.

Pieces of ice crystals float in the river, like blooming ice flowers, with a unique beauty.

In less than a few breaths, Zhang Yuanzhu had arrived in the middle of the river, where several dark shadows were wandering.

The moment Zhang Yuanzhu fell, the water suddenly exploded.

A long silver snake, accompanied by splashing water, bit towards them as fast as an arrow.

Zhang Yuanzhu looked calm. He casually stretched out his hand and grasped the silver snake by its seven inches.

Without waiting for it to struggle, he shook his palm lightly, and the silver snake fell limp like noodles.

'Lunch is taken care of!'

Zhang Yuanzhu held the silver snake in one hand and continued to run towards the other side.

During this time, two silver snakes and an unknown fish with a spear-like head appeared on his body.

boom!
The child landed on the ground, looked back at the ice crystals dissipating behind him, and nodded with satisfaction.

This kind of ice-condensing technique has already surpassed the instinct brought by the [characteristic] soul of martial arts.

Looking up, a mountain appeared at the end of the sight.

Zhang Yuanzhu did not go there immediately, but sat cross-legged on the ground to regulate his breathing.

He needs to step into the mountain in the best condition to deal with the next transaction.

Wait until your breath recovers.

He picked up some fallen leaves and dead branches, lit a fire, and started to process the prey.

Remove the scales and internal organs, skewer the silver snake and fish with branches, and place them on the fire.

Time passes little by little.

A hint of the aroma of the meat itself gradually wafts out.

Zhang Yuanzhu reached out his hand, turned over the food, and enjoyed the rare leisure time.

Only when the snake meat turned golden and oily did he pick up one and start eating it.

“It tastes good, but there’s no seasoning.”

"what!"

The moment the snake meat was swallowed, a faint warm current flowed from the stomach to the flesh and blood around the body, nourishing the body.

This warm current is extremely small, but it is real and beneficial to the body.

The moment he made the decision, he began to swallow heavily.

A silver snake about three meters long was swallowed, and the remaining two silver snakes were soon swallowed.

For a moment, warm currents surged from the stomach and flowed through every inch of flesh and blood.

"Eight hundred miles of mountains and rivers, there are indeed countless opportunities."

Zhang Yuanzhu sighed softly.

There is such a precious snake in just one river.

Sitting cross-legged on the ground, he continued to calm his surging qi and blood.

After about an hour, when the warm current in his stomach had disappeared, he stood up and looked towards the distant mountains.

He took big steps and strode forward with extraordinary decisiveness.

(End of this chapter)