Chapter 1498: Old Drunkard's Death
Chapter 1498: Old Drunkard’s Death
The zombies were a product of an ancient Saint’s pursuit of eternal life. At the time, he was on the verge of death. Unable to enter the God Realm to increase his lifespan, he had created a certain technique called the Zombie Devil Technique, which required him to first die to gain eternal life.
Thus, he buried himself alive to cultivate the technique. After 10,000 years, he emerged from the ground as a zombie whose thoughts had been preserved. With his technique, he also created numerous zombies, eventually forming the zombie devil race.
A regular corpse would undergo numerous transformations before becoming a walking corpse. Only at the final phase of the transformation would the walking corpse obtain the zombie race’s inheritance, obtaining the ability to cultivate, becoming an actual zombie devil.
The zombie devils were classified as zombies, Zombie Kings, Zombie Emperors, Zombie Sovereigns, Zombie Saints, and so on. The zombies were regular zombie devils that had yet to develop their wisdom. Those with a small amount of wisdom would become Zombie Kings.
Those with the ability to absorb energy would become Zombie Emperors. Those capable of utilizing their energy in combat would become Zombie Sovereigns. As for Zombie Saints, they were capable of speech. Additionally, at the Zombie Saint Realm, a zombie would develop its memories and corpse soul, becoming a new type of life form.
The Wumo Pass had become a forbidden zone due to the countless corpses buried there. Subsequently, the place was occupied by the zombies and became one of their most important headquarters. Apart from that, the place also hid some ancient secrets.
After entering the place, Xiang Shaoyun was attacked by countless zombies and surrounded by a large amount of death energy. The zombies naturally weren’t able to pose much threat to him. He couldn’t even be bothered to attack. With a simple defensive barrier, he prevented all the zombies from approaching him.
Some Zombie Kings and Zombie Emperors also started to approach him. These zombies could attack with death energy, yet not even they could harm Xiang Shaoyun. He had discovered that the Zombie Kings and Zombie Emperors consisted not only of human corpses but also the corpses of many other races.
Nobody can survive in this kind of place without astral energy, thought Xiang Shaoyun to himself.
He moved even faster. Before long, he encountered Zombie Sovereigns. These zombies could utilize weapons and battle techniques to attack. This far in, the death energy around him was incredibly thick, to the point Xiang Shaoyun could clearly feel it corroding his energy barrier. If he continued to advance, it would only be a matter of time before death energy invaded his body.
While he was dealing with the zombies around him, a raging flame lit up around his body and burned the surrounding death energy into nothingness. When the nearby zombies sensed the raging flame, they hurriedly retreated in fear, no longer daring to approach him.
Xiang Shaoyun did not continue to advance, as he could sense that even more powerful zombies awaited ahead of him. If he couldn’t think of a way to deal with the thick death energy in the air, he would be greatly disadvantaged upon delving deeper into the forbidden zone.
“I have already formed my own Death Eyes. Perhaps I can try to absorb some death energy for myself? With that, I will no longer need to fear the death energy around me,” muttered Xiang Shaoyun to himself as he sat down cross-legged and started absorbing the death energy. This action was tantamount to suicide for others, but he knew what he was doing. He was confident he could refine the death energy and make it his.
That moment, he saw a familiar figure not far from him. He called out in alarm, “Old Drunkard!”
Old Drunkard was a senior figure of the Ziling Sect. If it wasn’t for Old Drunkard, Xiang Shaoyun would have been killed by Di Batian. Prior to this, Old Drunkard had gone looking for Xiang Yangzhan and had even entered the Wumo Pass fearlessly. Alas, he had been met with a mishap.
At present, Old Drunkard no longer had his consciousness and was a roaming zombie, hopping around aimlessly like the other zombies. Xiang Shaoyun couldn’t sense any life from Old Drunkard’s body. He could only sense death energy. The pale, black complexion on Old Drunkard’s face looked extremely sinister.
When Xiang Shaoyun was greeted with this sight, his tears started falling down. He rushed over and crushed the surrounding zombies into pieces. Old Drunkard was a Saint, but upon his death, he needed the Zombie Devil Technique’s inheritance to continue cultivating. Before that, he needed to undergo numerous transformations to regain the ability to cultivate. How far he could reach would depend on his luck. Not every zombie could become a Zombie Saint.
But because Old Drunkard was a Saint before his death, his evolution after death came easier than a regular zombie. Thus, he had about a 50 percent chance to successfully advance into a Zombie Saint. Whether he could become a Devil God was still unknown.
When Xiang Shaoyun approached, Old Drunkard pounced on him by instinct. He tried to bite Xiang Shaoyun with his sharp teeth. The moment he were to bite through Xiang Shaoyun’s skin, Xiang Shaoyun would be affected by the zombie poison. The death energy and zombie poison would then work in tandem to kill Xiang Shaoyun, turning him into a zombie as well.
With one finger, Xiang Shaoyun restricted Old Drunkard’s movement. Choking with emotions, he said, “Old Drunkard, it’s our fault this happened to you!”
One could say that Old Drunkard had only suffered such a fate because of the Ziling Sect and Xiang Shaoyun’s father. Thus, Xiang Shaoyun was ridden with guilt.
“Old Drunkard, I’ll definitely save you!” Xiang Shaoyun roared as he blocked out all the surrounding death energy. Next, he generated an unending flow of life force before sending the life force toward Old Drunkard’s body. Unfortunately, it did not seem to work.
Xiang Shaoyun then grabbed Old Drunkard’s head and sent his soul power into Old Drunkard’s head only to discover that Old Drunkard’s soul had long been destroyed. Old Drunkard was fully dead.
In such a situation, not even the gravekeeper elder would be able to reverse Old Drunkard’s fate. In his sorrow, Xiang Shaoyun summoned his frost energy and activated the profundity of frost. After encasing Old Drunkard in a chunk of ice, he placed Old Drunkard into his astral cosmos sea.
“If Old Drunkard’s soul is still around, there’s still hope for him. Otherwise, my only choice is the legendary corpse burial soil. By burying him in the corpse hiding soil, perhaps he can wake up as a Zombie Saint,” muttered Xiang Shaoyun with a deep sigh.
He owed Old Drunkard his life, so he felt extremely upset to see Old Drunkard’s current fate. He was afraid that the same thing had also happened to his father. If that were the case, he truly wouldn’t know what to do.
He did not dare to even think about it. He sat down cross-legged, set a seal around himself to prevent the zombies from disturbing him, and started absorbing the death energy in the air. He had to first adapt to the environment in the Wumo Pass before he could continue his search.