The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World-Chapter 356: Huge Corpse at the Bottom of the Sea

Beitang Han roared in fury, and from the thirty-six thousand pores across his body, blood energy erupted. His figure immediately swelled, as if inflated by a mighty force. His muscles bulged, resembling hard, unyielding rock. Veins rose and twisted beneath his skin, like furious, coiling dragons. White mist poured from his nostrils, resembling the breath of a serpent or dragon. He truly looked like a devil in human form.

"Die!"

Beitang Han howled, his fists hammering toward Chu Xuan's head.

Chu Xuan, seeing that his opponent didn't retreat but instead charged straight at him, revealed a pleased smile.

Good, good, good. It was common to encounter cultivators who fled at the slightest provocation. But it was rare to meet one who, upon disagreement, charged right into close quarters.

"You may not know, but I've dabbled in body refinement myself."

Chu Xuan smiled faintly. He raised his fist and struck.

Great Extinguishing Thunder Fist!

In that instant, the attack arrived before the sound, and with terrifying speed, his fist struck Beitang Han's face, right through his nose and skull. The force was like a steel hammer, unstoppable as it shattered Beitang Han's nose and pulverized his skull. When the punch stopped, Beitang Han's head was completely pierced through. Red blood, white brain matter, and shattered bone fragments mixed together, splattering in all directions.

Before Beitang Han's Nascent Soul could even attempt to escape, Chu Xuan gathered his spiritual consciousness and formed the Sky-Tearing Cold Palm, forcibly pulling out the Nascent Soul. Next came the usual routine.

Into the Heavenly Corpse Tower, the soul bound to the Sky-Shielding Umbrella. Since Beitang Han was also a competent body refiner, his physical body naturally attracted the Corpse Puppet's attention. For the three corpses of the Long, Hu, and Bao, this was an unparalleled feast.

Chu Xuan glanced at the bloodstains left on the ground and flicked his finger, sending a wisp of blood-scorching evil fire. The purple-black flames flared up as they touched the blood, quickly consuming everything in the area. In the blink of an eye, the blood and traces of the battle were turned to ash. Even a Deity Transformation cultivator would fail to detect any trace of what had transpired.

"These two clearly realized the importance of spiritual stones and headed straight to the spiritual stone mine."

Chu Xuan's expression was indifferent. With long strides, he entered the medium spiritual stone Mine. The mine had long since been abandoned, with no one left to guard it.

At the entrance were several Golden Core level puppets and puppet beasts that had been left behind. The rest were mining puppets, tasked solely with extracting spiritual stones.

Chu Xuan summoned the Heavenly Corpse Tower and the Sky-Shielding Umbrella.

The three Corpses emerged, swiftly destroying the guardian puppets. As for the mining puppets, they were left undisturbed, continuing their work of digging for the stones.

Four Arms and Two Arms, leading a large number of ghost generals, swiftly occupied various areas of the medium spiritual stone mine.

Chu Xuan soon arrived at the mine's warehouse. He gazed at the vast accumulation of medium spiritual stones in the warehouse, their Spiritual Qi so dense that it seemed to almost condense into solid form. A satisfied smile spread across his face.

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"So many medium spiritual stones... A quick estimate shows at least two hundred thousand pieces. This is more than enough for me to break through to the eighth level of Nascent Soul in one go."

With a wave of his hand, Chu Xuan stored all the medium spiritual stones into his storage bag.

"This place is entrusted to you," he instructed. "Make sure no one approaches the mine."

"Understood!" The three Corpse King, along with the two Ghost Kings, all nodded solemnly.

Chu Xuan then took a single step and returned to Blue Star. He was preparing to break through to the eighth level of Nascent Soul!

...

Blue Star, Five Years Later.

Above the vast ocean, Chu Xuan's aura surged uncontrollably, expanding and climbing with increasing intensity. The surrounding atmosphere was affected, swirling into a massive tornado-like storm. The ocean waters were effortlessly lifted into the sky, accompanied by numerous fish, shrimp, and marine creatures. All were quickly ground into fragments by the violent storm.

Chu Xuan suddenly opened his eyes. At that moment, his aura skyrocketed. He had reached the eighth level of Nascent Soul! The tornado also reached its peak at that instant. It seemed as though tens of tons of seawater were dancing in the sky!

Chu Xuan chuckled lightly and casually swung his hand. A vast stream of Spiritual Qi surged through the air, shattering the tornado. The tons of seawater fell from the sky, crashing back into the ocean. It resembled a meteor shower descending from the heavens!

"I've reached the eighth level of Nascent Soul. But... I've already consumed fifty thousand medium spiritual stones in one go… The consumption rate is too fast."

Chu Xuan sighed wryly. In the end, medium spiritual stones couldn't compare to Large Spiritual Stones. In environments where Spiritual Qi was scarce, maintaining it required constant consumption of stones.

"Hmm? The taste of the seawater... Something feels off."

As the torrential seawater poured down, Chu Xuan, about to leave, caught a strange scent in the air. The Psionic energy contained within the seawater far exceeded that in the air on land.

"How strange..."

Chu Xuan gazed at the deep, dark ocean, his brows raised in curiosity. The ocean had always been synonymous with mystery, terror, and danger. This was true even in the cultivation world. Perhaps the depths of the Blue Star ocean hid secrets unknown to anyone. He studied the ocean carefully, and a familiar sensation slowly crept up within him. It felt as though something was calling to him.

"I wonder, with my current strength, if I can dive to the deepest part of the ocean?"

A smile appeared on Chu Xuan's face, and with that, he leaped into the water. His body plunged swiftly into the sea—ten meters, fifty meters, one hundred meters, five hundred meters, one thousand meters…

With his powerful physique, he descended without pause, feeling no pressure from the crushing ocean depths. For an average adult male without any diving equipment, the maximum depth one could reach was about one hundred and ten meters. The deeper one went, the more the pressure increased.

Only someone like Chu Xuan, a body cultivator who had tempered his body to extreme levels, could descend so freely. It wasn't until he reached five thousand meters that he felt even a faint sense of pressure. He looked around, only to find that there was no light in sight.

The surroundings were cold, dark, and eerie. Occasionally, the faint sound of water flowing past could be heard, and he could also make out the long, deep hums of unknown marine creatures.

Even Chu Xuan's spiritual sense was suppressed here, limiting his perception to just a thousand-meter radius. If someone with deep-sea phobia were to find themselves in such an environment, even within the safety of a deep-submersion vessel, the fear would likely overwhelm them.

"The deep sea of Blue Star is definitely strange. The suppression on my spiritual sense is too much here. What secret lies beneath?"

Chu Xuan's curiosity grew stronger. Without hesitation, he cast a spell, and a layer of shimmering ice light enveloped his body. The crushing pressure of the water was immediately reduced. He continued his descent—five thousand five hundred, six thousand, six thousand five hundred, seven thousand...

At eight thousand meters, the pressure once again forced him to halt. Chu Xuan immediately took out the Iron Peak Mountain. This was a magic treasure he had acquired earlier, capable of both offense and defense. The moment Iron Peak Mountain appeared, the pressure once again lessened.

Chu Xuan continued downward—eight thousand five hundred, nine thousand, nine thousand five hundred, ten thousand!

At this depth, Chu Xuan's spiritual sense could only reach a radius of five hundred meters, but even so, he saw the enormous, sprawled-out figure of a giant corpse! The corpse's heart emitted a soft, blue glow.

Chu Xuan's gaze sharpened. He immediately recognized what was emitting the blue light. It was a Psionic Cube!