The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 284

Chapter 284 - Old Sly Fox

Wei Ji's eerie laugh broke the tense silence. "Don't bother looking; he's too preoccupied to help you."

Zheng Ji managed a bitter smile. "You two... had planned this all along, hadn't you?"

He couldn't believe it. They had been fighting for so long, and it was all an act—a trap set for him and Wan Hun. The tragic scenes within Flying Thunder Valley probably were nothing more than illusions.

Wei Ji remained silent, his smile wide but noncommittal.

At this moment, the Golden Core cultivators brought by Zheng Ji and Wan Hun heard the commotion and hurried towards the valley. Upon seeing the situation unfold, they were stunned, completely unprepared for such a turn of events.

The Golden Core cultivators hesitated, looking at each other, unsure of what to do next. They were just low-level cultivators; how could they possibly intervene in a battle between Nascent Soul cultivators?

Seeing Zheng Ji's reluctance to speak, Wei Ji scoffed, "You didn't actually expect those Golden Core cultivators to save you, did you? Mere low-level cultivators, as if they could turn the tide."

Zheng Ji naturally had no such expectations. He was about to respond when he noticed a faint chill rising from the ground. He blinked but concealed his surprise well, masking his reaction.

Suddenly, Wan Hun's voice boomed, "Master, save me!"

Zheng Ji, Wei Ji, and Liu Ruoshui were all taken aback. Master? You old sly fox, still playing so crafty at your age?

While the three were momentarily distracted, a massive column of frost erupted suddenly from beneath Wei Ji. His pupils shrank, and without hesitation, he summoned a giant sword to block it.

Boom!

A terrifying explosion echoed as the Ice God Pillar slammed into Wei Ji, sending him flying back a great distance. Before he could touch the ground, the pillar exploded into countless ice shards, pelting Wei Ji with bone-chilling cold.

Wei Ji hastily attempted to block with his giant sword again. However, the magic treasure had already been cracked by the initial impact of the Ice God Pillar. It could no longer withstand the relentless barrage of ice shards.

Before even half of the shards had struck, the sword shattered with a crack, scattering into numerous metal fragments. The remaining shards swept past, striking at Wei Ji's vital points with ruthless precision.

Wei Ji, in a fit of rage, spat out a mouthful of his Nascent Soul essence, and immediately, eight golden giant swords began to whirl around him. This was his ultimate defensive spell, which had blocked countless attacks in numerous battles.

Boom, boom, boom! The ice shards continued to fall relentlessly. To Wei Ji's shock, his eight golden swords, just after manifesting, began to wobble as if on the verge of collapse. Looking around, he realized that the ground was now covered with a layer of unmelting frost, enhancing the power of ice-based spells significantly.

Crack, crack!

Cracks quickly formed on the eight golden swords. Before Wei Ji could react, they shattered into pieces in the blink of an eye. His body was blown away by the force, tumbling through the air.

As he tried to rise, he noticed a figure approaching, stepping through the cold air. A fearsome ghost, grim and ghastly, floated beside the figure, holding a black, blood-streaked chain that was chilling to behold. The chain had not yet struck, but Wei Ji could feel it binding him completely, ready to smash him into a pulp if he made any sudden move.

Suddenly, a scream pierced the air. Wei Ji instinctively looked toward Liu Ruoshui, who was being brutally assaulted by a massive dark figure. On closer inspection, it was a high-level Corpse King! Liu Ruoshui, covered in injuries, was clearly no match for it.

In less than two breaths, the situation had dramatically reversed. From victors, they had become trapped beasts. The Golden Core disciples of the Corpse Yin Sect were utterly shocked by the scene.