Zombie Cultivation Across Worlds-Chapter 87 – Anyone who trespasses into my Iron Thread Mountain will die!

Now he realized they even dared to bind a Foundation Establishment cultivator from the Feishan Hall of Tianyin Gate! And seemed intent on killing him!

His fear grew even more.

Helpless, Zhou Yu had to recount everything that happened back then.

"...I was just here with fellow Daoists Zhao Luan and Chu Xuan. Suddenly, Zhao Luan was parasitized by Iron Thread Worms, and white Gu insects crawled out of his eyes."

"Knowing things were bad, Chu and I decided to retreat immediately."

"But just as we turned, the Gu Master suddenly appeared and struck us each on the back."

"I was severely injured by the blow, but luckily had a life-saving Flying Talisman, which sped up my escape."

"As for Chu's whereabouts, I don't know."

"Even if something happened to Chu, it's not my fault... It was a mistake in the sect's intelligence... Who knew the Gu Master of Iron Thread Mountain was at the Mid Stage of Foundation Establishment..."

Zhou Yu spoke with his neck shrinking, fearing these two might kill him if displeased.

Li Xuanming's expression didn't change much, though he sighed slightly.

Chu Xuan had been missing for too long.

As the chief disciple of the Extreme Yin Cave, he had to investigate and give his master an explanation.

After some investigation with Liu Zhenxiong, they discovered that the intelligence Tianyin Gate had received was gravely mistaken.

The Gu Master of Iron Thread Mountain was not at the Early Stage of Foundation Establishment, but the Mid Stage.

The fog covering Iron Thread Mountain was far from ordinary, with insect eggs floating within!

Chu Xuan, at that time, was only at the second level of Foundation Establishment, no match for the Gu Master of Iron Thread Mountain.

Over the past few months, there had been no news of Chu Xuan.

He was most likely dragged away by the Gu Master of Iron Thread Mountain, his body used as a breeding ground for Gu insects.

Initially, Li Xuanming didn't want to risk coming to Iron Thread Mountain.

His realm was only on par with that of the Gu Master.

The other had the advantage of Iron Thread Mountain's terrain.

Who knew who would win or lose?

But later, he received news that the new disciple of the Extreme Yin Cave, Chen Zhaofeng, was also captured by the Gu Master of Iron Thread Mountain.

Moreover, Chen Zhaofeng had a top-grade spiritual artifact!

Li Xuanming felt he had to come.

Mainly to avenge his junior brother.

The top-grade spiritual artifact was secondary.

At this moment, Liu Zhenxiong's face was filled with rage.

He kicked the Foundation Establishment cultivator in the stomach.

The latter screamed in pain, vomiting a large mouthful of blood.

Liu Zhenxiong roared, "You bastard, do you know your false intelligence cost me two junior brothers!"

"When I kill that Gu Master of Iron Thread Mountain, I'll cut off your head to guard my junior brothers' graves!"

The Foundation Establishment cultivator was terrified, wanting to beg for mercy.

But his mouth had long been sewn shut by Liu Zhenxiong, only able to make muffled sounds.

Soon, the three arrived outside Iron Thread Mountain.

The mountain was still shrouded in fog.

Within the swirling white mist lurked immense danger.

All ignorant intruders would become its nourishment.

"What do you two plan to do?"

"Let me say upfront, my strength is low, and I have no means to deal with this fog."

Zhou Yu swallowed, instinctively taking a half step back.

Li Xuanming said calmly, "No need for you to act, just assist from the sidelines."

He looked at Liu Zhenxiong, "Junior brother, it's up to you. Blast open the fog, and I'll lead the way."

Liu Zhenxiong nodded heavily, pulling out two talismans from his storage bag in one go.

Zhou Yu glanced at them, his heart shaking.

Formation Breaking Talismans!

These talismans were top-grade for Foundation Establishment.

Specialized in breaking formations.

Though consumables, their value rivaled that of top-grade spiritual artifacts.

Many cultivators with modest means wouldn't even consider buying Formation Breaking Talismans.

Zhou Yu had rarely seen them.

Yet Liu Zhenxiong pulled out two at once.

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Impressive.

No wonder the demonic cultivators of the Extreme Yin Cave acted without restraint, making big money!

Unconsciously, Zhou Yu's perception shifted slightly.

"Go!"

Liu Zhenxiong infused spiritual power into a Formation Breaking Talisman.

The talisman shot into the mist.

Instantly igniting!

Boom!

The mist dispersed.

A path opened with a roar.

"Follow me!"

Li Xuanming charged ahead, yellow flames bursting from his palm.

Wherever he passed, the insect eggs floating in the air were instantly burned to a crisp.

It was the Blood Refinement Corpse Fire!

Liu Zhenxiong casually flicked four long nails, pinning the Foundation Establishment cultivator's limbs firmly to the rock.

"I'll deal with you when I return."

He snorted coldly, following Li Xuanming into the mist with Zhou Yu.

Zhou Yu, watching the blazing flames, asked in surprise, "Senior Brother Li, what fire is this?"

Li Xuanming replied expressionlessly, "Blood Refinement Corpse Fire."

Zhou Yu had wanted to ask more, but upon hearing the name, he immediately covered his mouth.

It was clearly a demonic method.

Recently, Tianyin Gate had been at war with the local sects of Wuzhou, with heavy casualties, affecting even mortals.

Many secretly used demonic methods to massacre mortals.

Zhou Yu had seen Tianyin Gate cultivators, who appeared righteous, slaughtering people without regard for the Five Righteous Sects' ban on killing mortals.

This Blood Refinement Corpse Fire must have been obtained by burning countless mortals and cultivators.

Moments later, the mist surged again.

Without a word, Liu Zhenxiong activated another Formation Breaking Talisman.

Bang!

The mist was blasted open once more.

The three sped up, breaking through the mist in one go, arriving at the foot of Iron Thread Mountain.

Beneath the mountain lay a ghastly sight.

The ground was littered with corpses.

Some were riddled with holes from Gu insects.

Others were still fresh.

Blood mixed with mud.

Even the ground had turned dark red.

Zhou Yu felt his stomach churn, almost vomiting.

But seeing Li Xuanming and Liu Zhenxiong unfazed by the scene, he held back.

"Demonic cultivators... truly have strong wills."

Zhou Yu suppressed his nausea, inwardly grumbling.

"Hehehe, you Tianyin demonic cultivators really dare to come."

"Anyone who intrudes on my Iron Thread Mountain will die!"

A sharp voice suddenly echoed from all directions.

Then, countless black Gu insects, each the size of a thumb, swarmed in!