Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials

Chapter 501 - 254: Sumeru and Senluo, Yellow Springs Beneath Nine Netherworld (Part 2)

However, Zheng Yi was almost certain that the secret realm was not the same place as the Senluo Hall and Yellow Springs River he had arrived at.

After all, on his journey, Zheng Yi hadn’t seen any other figures, as if only he had been teleported here due to a teleportation error.

It’s impossible that he was the only one who obtained a golden key; he was just fortunate to obtain a complete key on his own. Others could also synthesize a complete key from key fragments.

So, it’s quite logical to deduce that he wasn’t the only one who entered the secret realm in the Sumeru Forest Cave Mansion, but he hadn’t found anyone else, evidently indicating he was transported to a unique area.

Appearing in such a strange, eerie secret realm, following this winding, heaven-reaching path into the depths of the Yellow Springs River, Zheng Yi felt somewhat lost, unable to find a way out and unable to determine the exact route. The only solution was to follow the excavated passage downward, hoping to find a way out!

Yet, looking at the surrounding dark space and the surging Yellow Springs River, a mysterious and eerie feeling surged in his heart. A regular cultivator stepping in here would likely face certain death.

Fortunately, with Zheng Yi’s determination, this place wasn’t considered a deathtrap; nonetheless, he couldn’t help but feel some fluctuations in his heart.

It wasn’t because of the darkness; rather, the Yellow Springs’ aura was highly corrosive, a cold, elusive aura permeating the air, penetrating directly into the body, slowing one’s Divine Soul, hindering it.

Zheng Yi deeply sensed this point.

If it weren’t for being a Half-Step Core Formation Cultivator like Zheng Yi, even a Purple Mansion Cultivator would last little time here before eventually perishing.

Zheng Yi secretly stayed vigilant, preparing for any potential danger that might arise.

Whoosh!

Suddenly, a shadow flickered by, small and ghostly, soaring silently, a cold gleam flashing unexpectedly.

Shua!

Zheng Yi’s eyes glistened; there was no need to summon the Immortal-Slaying Godslaying Gourd then. An Immortal and Godslaying realm naturally bloomed in his eyes, a sword light resembling a bright white streak in the darkness, tearing through the void, slicing the incoming shadow into two suddenly.

The attacking creature’s soul was obliterated in an instant, losing consciousness, yet it seemed to possess a tenacious life force, its remaining body still struggling, emitting squeaky cries.

A flash of white light, and Zheng Yi moved forward.

His gaze concentrated, darkness like daylight in his eyes, unimpeded by his sight, revealing the attacking creature clearly—an odd being resembling a monkey.

Yet, the creature’s appearance wasn’t commendable, vastly different from life outside, similar to a monkey stripped of its skin, blood surging beneath an exposed body, black hair like needles pierced into the skin. Even a brief observation allowed Zheng Yi to perceive its sharp texture.

Moreover, this ’Blood Monkey’ creature bore blood-red eyes. Within them, Zheng Yi saw no hint of consciousness, only chaos, bloodthirst, brutality—various unclear chaotic traits.

This indicated that, under the influence of the Yellow Springs River’s aura, the innate biological essence revealed a profound malevolence.

Evil-natured creature.

Or say, a fallen species.

This was Zheng Yi’s conclusion.

Also, its structure was peculiar, definitely not naturally evolved, but appearing to bear human interference—the fingers on both arms turned into ten sharp claws, their tips glinting red as if ready to unleash terrifying, suffocating attacks anytime.

"What kind of monster is this? ’Blood Monkey’?!"

Zheng Yi held no impression of the strange creature before him, witnessing such an eerie being for the first time.

What’s more, it emerged from the Yellow Springs River.

Is it a species born from the Yellow Springs?

Or artificially bred?

Zheng Yi was deeply puzzled.

He spotted traces of some secret technique refinement on the Blood Monkey, its skin entirely peeled away, adapted to the Yellow Springs’ aura. Its sharp claws and blood-red eyes were products of a Demon Sect secret technique, an Evil Ghost transformation method.

This creature’s origins weren’t simple?

Might something significant be suppressed deep within the Yellow Springs River?

Zheng Yi pondered.

And the Senluo Hall, too, wouldn’t be peaceful.

Squeak Squeak!

Squeak Squeak!

The Blood Monkey demonstrated an extremely resilient life force; even though its soul was slayed, leaving it mindless, its sharp cry before death still carried a terrifying penetrative power, traveling through the vast dark space, reaching deep into the distance.

Zheng Yi raised his head; his complexion subtly shifted, as similar cries echoed from all directions, even from beneath the Yellow Springs River.

The dense sounds reverberated in his ears, suggesting an alarming number of Blood Monkeys emerging from the dark in every direction.

Wherever he looked, pairs of blood-red eyes appeared from the darkness like tiny, red candles emitting eerie bloodthirsty glows, about to form a massive encirclement converging.

"There sure are a lot of them!"

These evil creatures, unlikely to appear outside, seemed species exclusive to this space.

Though appearing feeble in body, they were intriguingly troublesome; the Blood Monkey seemingly easy for Zheng Yi to dispatch was not weak, but rather Zheng Yi was exceedingly strong.

Based on Zheng Yi’s Immortal-Slaying Godslaying True Intent Sword Qi that just slew a Blood Monkey, the creature possessed power at least equivalent to a Foundation Establishment Cultivator, perhaps even stronger.

Its life force was much more formidable than human cultivators.

What surprised Zheng Yi was, the Blood Monkey, having once been altered, fully adapted to the unique area of the Yellow Springs River, contained a bizarre Yellow Springs aura within that he dared not treat lightly.

If it was a single entity, it might not pose much trouble.

However, faced with a massive number of Blood Monkeys, even Zheng Yi had to be extremely cautious, lest he suffer a humiliating defeat in these dire straights.

After all, a swarm of ants could bite an elephant to death.

Moreover, Zheng Yi wasn’t exactly an elephant.

And these Blood Monkeys were not ants; they were genuinely bizarre creatures adapted to the Yellow Springs River.

Such a powerful inherent aura indeed.

Evidently, the Yellow Springs River’s end must harbor something extraordinary, with the Senluo Hall suppressing it?

Zheng Yi grew increasingly curious.

"I’d like to see exactly what’s here—requiring so many Blood Monkeys to be bred in this eerie Yellow Springs environment..."

"More like Prison Beasts. Is this place the grave of some powerful entity?"

Zheng Yi contemplated a possibility.

"Five-Colored Divine Thunder, heed my command!"

In front of Zheng Yi, numerous Thunder Talismans glowed, whereupon a sheet of silver lightning enveloped his body instantaneously.

Visible bolts of lightning, diffusing into the air, spread to every corner.

Whoosh Whoosh!

Intense whistling sounds suddenly erupted.

As more vicious, fearsome Blood Monkeys gathered, they couldn’t suppress the slaughter desire within, leaping out of the dark one after another, cold glints hovering in the air, aiming ferociously at Zheng Yi’s vital spots like his throat.

Indeed, these Blood Monkeys, albeit chaotic creatures, possessed strong combat instincts and a killing nature; perhaps the commands they had received were to slay all foreign intruders.

Despite facing Zheng Yi’s thundering assault, an attribute naturally restraining these evil lives, they didn’t halt their attack, surmounting their unease toward the Five-Colored Thunder, launching a fierce, fearless battle.

They lunged towards Zheng Yi’s vital areas.