The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World novel Chapter 445

On the other side, Bai Tianhe, Shang Xingchen, Xia Shi, and the others had reached a relatively safe area. After dealing with a few reckless corpse demons that foolishly charged at them, the group finally let out a sigh of relief. They hastily consumed healing elixirs to quickly recover from their wounds. The atmosphere became tense and silent.

Each person seemed to be calculating something in their mind. Occasionally, some glances lingered on Bai Tianhe, leaving one to wonder what they were thinking.

Shang Xingchen and Xia Shi exchanged a meaningful look, and suddenly, without a word, they both stood up in unison.

Shang Xingchen spoke respectfully, "Master, I still have two bottles of healing elixirs. I offer them to you."

He paused, then added, "There are likely more corpse demons wandering around. For safety, I am willing to patrol the surroundings to ensure the safety of the disciples of Yellow Spring Island."

Xia Shi quickly followed suit, "As the eldest disciple of Yellow Spring Island, it is my duty to protect the safety of my fellow disciples."

Bai Tianhe nodded with satisfaction, "Go ahead, but don't stray too far. If you wander too far, I won't be able to protect you."

"Understood."

Both Shang Xingchen and Xia Shi respectfully bowed before leaving.

Moments later, the faint sound of hurried footsteps echoed from a distance. The two remaining disciples of Yellow Spring Island exchanged anxious glances, quickly summoning their magic treasures and focusing on the direction of the sound.

As expected, a large group of corpse demons appeared suddenly.

Sensing the presence of living beings, the demons charged forward without hesitation. They had been in a deep slumber within the Eight Extremes Palace for far too long. Their instinct was to pounce on humans and devour their flesh—an instinct ingrained deep within their bodies.

Bai Tianhe let out a low growl, "Stay calm! Form a formation!"

The two Yellow Spring Island disciples gritted their teeth and stood at Bai Tianhe's sides—one on the left, one on the right. Even so, it was still difficult to hold back such a large number of corpse demons. Though Bai Tianhe was a Deity Transformation cultivator, his strength was severely suppressed in this place, and he was no more powerful than an average Nascent Soul cultivator.

Before long, the two Yellow Spring disciples were overwhelmed. They screamed in agony as they were torn apart, their bodies quickly devoured by the corpse demons.

Bai Tianhe also gained more wounds, his condition growing increasingly grim.

Grinding his teeth, Bai Tianhe muttered under his breath, "It seems I have no choice but to use my trump card."

He slapped his storage bag, and a golden alms bowl appeared in his palm.

A dense mist poured out of the bowl.

He roared fiercely, "How dare these vile creatures act so arrogantly?!"

Wherever the mist passed, the movement of the corpse demons slowed drastically. Even more shocking was the fact that their flesh began to dissolve at a visible rate!

The demons didn't even get a chance to reach Bai Tianhe before they collapsed, their bodies turning into nothing but pools of blood and slime. Within moments, all the corpse demons were dead.

Bai Tianhe stretched out his hand, and dozens of Corpse Demon Pearls rapidly flew into his grasp. He stowed the alms bowl and immediately sat down cross-legged, beginning to replenish his Spiritual Qi. His breathing, which had been rushed and labored, gradually calmed down as he recovered.

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After a long while, Shang Xingchen and Xia Shi hastily arrived. Both of them were covered in numerous wounds. Upon seeing the tragic scene, Xia Shi was taken aback and exclaimed, "Master, did the corpse demons attack just now?"

Shang Xingchen, looking especially remorseful, added, "I was ambushed by the corpse demons and had no choice but to retreat. I didn't expect them to attack the camp. It's all my fault!"

Bai Tianhe sighed deeply. "It's not your fault. I didn't expect such a large group of corpse puppets to suddenly appear."

He turned to look at them both. "Now, it's just the three of us left. We must unite and work together if we are to survive this crisis."

He then asked, "Do either of you still have any healing elixirs?"

As he finished speaking, he coughed violently, and to his dismay, a chunk of blood-stained phlegm, mixed with internal organs, spat from his mouth.

Xia Shi and Shang Xingchen exchanged a glance, both seeing the unspoken thoughts in each other's eyes.

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