The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World

Chapter 136: It's No Big Deal



Chapter 136: It's No Big Deal

Inside the cabin of the fishing vessel was a slender, almost gaunt youth. Looking back at the now invisible islands of Sunzi, a mocking sneer flickered in his eyes."The rebels must still be

The youth who was emitting primal energy had managed to reach the lowest level of the cabin in the blink of an eye. Was that his talent? An ability for high-speed movement?

With a light step, Chu Xuan moved across the deck, one moment stationary, the next several meters away. The cabin was bustling as many Sunzi natives surged out. Hidden among them, warriors and psychic mediums seized the opportunity to launch stealth attacks.

However, reaching Chu Xuan proved to be a formidable challenge. As he passed, those who attempted ambushes clutched their throats, blood streaming from their mouths, collapsing one after another. Soon, he reached the very bottom of the cabin.

"No need to hide, come out," Chu Xuan called out casually, looking at a large pile of barrels. Rustling sounds emerged from within, and a young man, his face marked with fear, crawled out to face Chu Xuan. Surprisingly, he spoke in fluent Han dialect. "My mother was from Han; please, do not kill me."

Chu Xuan's smile was enigmatic. "Whether I kill you or not is irrelevant. What were you fiddling with behind your back?"

Startled, the youth's expression quickly turned ferocious. He abruptly pulled out his hands, launching two talismans through the air.

Mid-flight, the talismans burst into flames and instantly transformed into two ferocious, green-faced ghosts, one attacking from the left, the other from the right, lunging towards Chu Xuan.

Chu Xuan raised an eyebrow, amused. The talismans appeared to have effects similar to the Tiger Soul and Wolf Soul talismans.

Yet, such attacks hardly necessitated any magical defense from him. Before the ghosts could even reach him, a radiant halo of Buddhist light emerged spontaneously around him, and a wheel of merit slowly revolved behind his head, casting him in the semblance of a descending Buddha, a saintly figure suspended in the air.

The ghastly apparitions collided with him and immediately burned into wisps of blue smoke with a pitiful wail.

The youth watched, dumbfounded. Those talismans were his strongest assets for this journey, and yet they failed to penetrate Chu Xuan's defenses.

Sunzi had its share of Buddhist temples. So, he recognized at once that this was indeed the light of Buddha. How could such a deadly man possess such profound Buddhist radiance? Could Buddha truly bless such a person?

No more thoughts were necessary, nor could they form, as Chu Xuan had already employed a soul-searching technique.

Within minutes, he saw the entirety of the youth's life laid bare before him. The youth collapsed, his eyes vacant, his expression blank.

Chu Xuan arched an eyebrow in surprise. He had inadvertently captured the eighth prince of Sunzi, the sole survivor of the imperial family after the general's rebellion and massacre. Had he unknowingly extinguished the last flicker of Sunzi's royal bloodline?

"Hss... it's no big deal, eradicated just like that," Chu Xuan murmured, stroking his chin nonchalantly.


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