Chapter 1 An Qi Sheng is Very Careful

An Qi Sheng was very careful.

But when facing such a completely unfamiliar source of strangeness, no amount of caution was excessive.

The land of absolute spiritual energy had no spiritual energy of heaven and earth. The energy of resentment and baleful aura could circulate, but it did not mean that the energy of resentment and baleful aura would not be produced. It was just that it could not exist between heaven and earth.

However, the zombies he created still had remnants of their souls in their blood. The hatred and despair left after their bodies were instantly twisted could be used by the zombie king.

An Qi Sheng was very confident in this conjecture.

It was also fortunate that the place where Zhu Shang descended was a sparsely populated place like the Himalayan mountains. If it had fallen on Fusang Island, it would have instantly revived with full health and broken through the seal...

Therefore, he was very careful.

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Hate!

Hate!

Hate!

Zombies were born from the resentment of heaven and earth, and were the most ferocious and eccentric. After a thousand years of hard work, Zhu Shang's killing intent surged when his cultivation was crippled in a day, almost destroying the world.

The space inside the golden coffin, which contained his burly and majestic body like a demon god, rumbled.

Endless waves of blood rose up like a sea of blood, with countless ghostly faces flashing inside. Every time they slapped down, it was like thousands of demons were crying together.

But no matter how he collided, struggled, or roared, he could not shake the seal.

In the endless darkness and crimson, there was no trace of light.

"Do you want to trap me for another thousand years?!"

In the void mixed with darkness and crimson, Zhu Shang roared and roared.

He was born from resentment, born with supernatural powers, immortal and indestructible. At the moment of his birth, he had already evolved a zombie kingdom of thirty thousand miles, becoming a top demon under the Huang Tian Shi Li (Ten Ferocious under the Heavens).

Given time, even if he went further and stood shoulder to shoulder with Huang Tian Shi Li, or even stronger, it was not impossible.

But he happened to meet that old thing.

That mortal old thing was unbelievably powerful. He was clearly a mortal, but his strength was comparable to that of a god, and he sealed him for a thousand years.

A thousand years!

Since his birth, he had only been around for a little over a thousand years, and nearly ninety-nine percent of his time had been spent in this seal!

In this thousand years, he had already devoured the essence and resentment of countless subordinates who were sealed with him.

He couldn't wait another thousand years!

Buzz~

After another collision, a glimmer of light flashed in the void.

This glimmer of light was extremely small, but in this dimness where there was absolutely no light, it was so dazzling!

Someone touched the seal?!

Zhu Shang's heart skipped a beat. Before he could think about it, he raised his head and let out an angry roar, and the sea of blood rolled out like a tide!

Outside the golden coffin.

An Qi Sheng tore off the talisman.

In an instant, the golden coffin trembled. Under the opened coffin lid, a wave of scarlet and foul-smelling blood rushed towards the sky like a tide. The evil magnetic field instantly spread out, and in an instant, it was about to cover the entire Himalayan mountains again!

This time, it was much fiercer than the previous time.

Because the previous magnetic field and aura were spontaneously spreading, but at this time, it was Zhu Shang who took the initiative!

Pa!

Before the hand that tore off the talisman could be raised, it had already slammed down heavily. The yellowish talisman shone with golden light, already isolating the channel through which the blood was pouring out!

One-tenth of a second!

This was the time it took for Zhu Shang to influence the outside world after the seal was torn off.

In other words, in just one-tenth of a second, this zombie king could turn the Himalayan mountains into a killing field again!

Buzz~

The buzzing sound, like a bronze bell being struck, echoed in the air. The soaring sea of blood slapped onto the snow like rain, and the magnetic field that had not yet spread disappeared in an instant with a thunderclap in the sky.

And in An Qi Sheng's eyes, a touch of red appeared.

The spiritual imprint began to be collected.

Bang!

Inside the golden coffin, Zhu Shang was dizzy: "What, what happened?"

A trace of confusion first appeared in his scarlet eyes, but when he looked at the emptiness without any light, it turned into indescribable rage!

Humiliation!

Humiliation!

He, he was actually being played?

Who is it?

What kind of person is it?

Is it the person who seemed to possess a flying sword?

Or…

Rumble!

In the void, Zhu Shang was powerless and furious, hating to the point of madness: "Damn it, ant, you deserve to die, you deserve to die!!!"

Suddenly, the roar stopped abruptly.

Because a glimmer of light appeared again.

Zhu Shang's eyes narrowed, but he still did not hesitate at all. He erupted with endless tides of blood, and resentment and baleful aura spurted out like a volcanic eruption, colliding with the place where that glimmer of light was again!

Rumble!

The moment the sea of blood rushed out, Zhu Shang's eyes went dark again.

It was as if he had crashed into a star head-on, falling head over heels:

"No!"

Endless anger filled his heart, and Zhu Shang's eyes almost bled.

…

Chi~

The sea of blood spilled on the ground, and even the snow-capped mountain rocks, which had endured countless thousands of years of wind and snow, were corroded into a huge pit.

Waves of stench spread out, and the wind could not disperse it.

"Huff!"

An Qi Sheng sat cross-legged, exhaling a long breath of stale air.

He slowly opened his eyes, and a faint red light flashed in his eyes.

In front of him, the purple wooden box was already empty. The Bigu Dan (Pellet for Abstaining from Grains), enough for a Great Grandmaster of the Seeing God Realm to cultivate for a year, had been eaten clean by him.

It had been more than a month since Qing Long had come to deliver supplies.

In the past month, he had torn off the talisman thirty times on a slow day and hundreds of times on a fast day, attracting Zhu Shang's aura and slowly collecting his spiritual imprint.

So far, it had begun to show results.

It was just that it became more and more difficult as it went on.

After many attempts, tearing off one talisman could no longer attract Zhu Shang to collide. He had to increase the intensity, two talismans, three talismans, until six talismans!

This was already the limit.

After six talismans were torn off, the speed of Zhu Shang's impact was less than one microsecond.

If he had not tried to enter a dream first every time, and his physical strength had improved greatly in the past month, he was afraid that the zombie king would have broken free the moment he tore off six talismans.

Even so, it was impossible for him to tear off seven talismans at the same time.

That was too dangerous.

Unless his Five Viscera Gods were completely cultivated and his physique underwent a real transformation, and he could bear the power of the Qi Seed's eruption, he would be confident.

Chi~

An Qi Sheng casually flipped his hand and tore off six talismans unhurriedly.

The golden coffin trembled and buzzed, but there was no longer any trace of aura leaking out. Even if the golden coffin trembled more violently as time passed, there was no sign of blood surging out, let alone any aura leaking out.

"Did you give up after only a few times?"

An Qi Sheng muttered to himself.

He knew that Zhu Shang could not give up on impacting the seal, just like a prisoner, none of them did not want to see the light of day again.

He was waiting for himself to not be able to help but tear off another talisman.

With seven of the nine talismans removed, it was basically impossible to seal this peerless zombie king.

Zhu Shang thought that he did not know, but in fact, An Qi Sheng was very clear about this.

Therefore, after a sigh, he put the talismans back on one by one.

The power of this talisman was not endless. In this land of absolute spiritual energy, it could not exist forever. At most, in less than two months, these talismans would completely disappear.

It was not possible to "recharge" by attracting thunder again. The foundation of this talisman was the Dao (Way) contained within it.

In the past month, An Qi Sheng had already tried to attract lightning, but unfortunately, he could not replenish the Dao contained within it.

"It's a bit troublesome..."

An Qi Sheng frowned slightly.

In the past month, although the search for spiritual imprints was not satisfactory, his understanding of this zombie king had become more and more profound.

The zombie king, nurtured by resentment and baleful aura, was far more terrifying and bizarre than what he had shown before.

If he really broke free, even if Xuan Xing (Profound Star), a land of absolute spiritual energy without any spiritual energy of heaven and earth, might not be able to trap him to death.

Because Xuan Xing was not a truly sparsely populated place.

Xuan Xing had even more people than the Earth in his previous life, as many as nearly 20 billion.

The souls of 20 billion living beings were enough to support his short-term activities.

At least, he would not die before the living beings on Xuan Xing were all dead.

And wanting to completely destroy him was not that simple, because the magical thing about this talisman was the Dao within it. Energy was just a means to preserve and drive that Dao.

The talisman itself was not an indestructible and eternally existing thing.

In fact, An Qi Sheng, who had touched this kind of talisman more than once, knew in his heart that although the paper used to make these talismans was more tenacious than any paper on Xuan Xing, it was just paper after all.

Burning it with fire, sinking it into the sea, sending it into outer space, or even throwing it into the sun's orbit, were all unfeasible.

It was not that the zombie king could not be destroyed, but that any method would cause the talisman to disappear before the golden coffin melted.

If he wanted to completely destroy him, he could only go to his world.

Tracing back to the source might be the only way to completely eliminate this zombie king.

…

Inside the golden coffin, Zhu Shang's burly body, like a demon god, lay in the void. Streams of blood carried his body like a tide, with countless twisted ghostly faces hidden within.

However, compared to more than a month ago, the sea of blood had become thinner and the ghostly faces had become fewer.

A trace of desolation arose in the strangeness.

Such humiliation, such teasing…

Watching the light disappear and never light up again.

Zhu Shang slowly sank into the blood, his scarlet eyes slowly closing, and a substantial killing intent flashed in his heart.

No matter who you are.

This seat will definitely grind you to ashes and twist your soul,

Torture you for a thousand,

No,

Ten thousand years!!!

…

"Da Yi Tu (Map of the Great One)..."

An Qi Sheng closed his eyes slightly. In his perspective, the incomplete spiritual imprint radiated a strange red light under the illumination of the Da Yi Tu:

"Can a world imprint be captured from the incomplete spiritual imprint?"

Buzz~

The Da Yi Tu emitted a watery light:

[According to the owner's will, 100 points of Dao energy are consumed to search for the world coordinates... Searching... Search completed]

[Incomplete world coordinates have been found, and Dao energy can be consumed to enter a dream of the Grand Da Qian (Great Thousand Worlds)]

The response from the Da Yi Tu came very quickly. Almost as soon as An Qi Sheng thought about it, there was a response.

"Can I enter a dream?"

An Qi Sheng's heart stirred: "What are the consequences?"

[Because the world coordinates are incomplete, the target of the dream cannot be determined, the Great World of the dream cannot be determined, and the result of the dream cannot be determined...]

A slight deviation leads to a great error.

A momentary error in the world coordinates will not lead to the same place.

[Does the owner want to consume 66,000 points of Dao energy to enter a dream of the Grand Da Qian?]