On the way, Wen Cai followed Ninth Uncle and couldn't help asking,""Master, what kind of place is the Lost Ghost Forest? Why did Uncle-Master specifically mention it?”
Uncle Nine said fearfully," The Lost Ghost Forest is an ancient battlefield. There are legends that it was a dangerous place left behind by the ancient Renhuang and the Demon God Chi You after the great battle. There are also legends that it was the place where one of the Demon God Chi You's generals died…"
Swoosh...
Wen Cai's face instantly turned pale. What kind of person was Demon God Chi You? Regardless of whether the legend was true or not, as long as he was involved, he was definitely not simple!
Ninth Uncle looked at the change in Wen Cai and shook his head in his heart. Then, he said,"Regardless of whether the legend is true or false, it is filled with miasma. The Blood Qi gathers but does not disperse. Demons and ghosts roam freely. Ordinary people will definitely die if they enter. Even I do not have the confidence to retreat unscathed after entering…"
After Wen Cai heard this, his face was completely pale. He swallowed his saliva with difficulty and said,"Then aren't we going to die? Master, can I not go…"
Ninth Uncle's eyes widened and he said unquestionably,""What do you think?" Wen Cai did not dare to resist when he saw the stern gaze. He could only complain weakly,"Uncle-master, oh uncle-master, there are so many places to go, but you just have to go to such a damn place. Aren't you going to kill us…"
"Unless it is absolutely necessary, your martial uncle will not take such a risk. This time around, he even used the thousand mile voice transmission talisman passed down by his sect. I'm afraid that the matter is serious…" Hearing Wen Cai's complaint, Ninth Uncle's face could not help but reveal a worried expression…
"Damned Daoist, come out. Do you think you can hide?”
If the Four-Eyed Daoist was not unconscious at this moment, he would probably die together with Qin Tian even if he had to risk his old life. Not for anything else, Qin Tian actually opened his mouth to speak.
Although it was blurry and if one did not listen carefully, they might not be able to hear what he said clearly, but he really spoke. Not only did he speak, but he also cursed!
What did this mean?
It showed that Qin Tian had intelligence. An Iron Corpse Realm zombie had intelligence. Probably no one would believe it even if he said it out!
A demon would emerge from chaotic times. This sentence was simply suitable for Qin Tian. Thinking about how his soul had transmigrated here, in just a short ten days, he actually went from a mere walking corpse to the middle stage of the Iron Corpse realm. It could not be said that it was not heaven-defying…
Thinking about those unintelligent undeads who only acted on instinct, they faced the threat of those moralists the moment they were born. How many chances did they have to escape from these people, and how many chances did they have to reach the Iron Corpse Realm?
It was likely that as long as they encountered the Demon Slayers, they would either be turned into ashes or suppressed. The zombies that could escape from these people would probably not survive.
"Wuwuwu…" Just as Qin Tian was doing his best to search for the four-eyed Daoist's figure, the surrounding world suddenly became filled with sinister winds, as ghosts wailed and gods howled…
"What the hell is this?" Qin Tian looked around, and his pupils immediately constricted fiercely. He only saw balls of football-sized, greenish things that were like will-o'-the-wisps floating out from the surrounding thick fog!
If one looked closely, one would see that these football-sized ghost-fire-like things contained a dense aura of resentment. At times, they would transform into distorted faces, and at other times, they would transform into ferocious skulls…
These things were none other than the wraiths who had lost their lives or were lost here. They had no intelligence or thoughts. Once something appeared in the Lost Ghost Forest, they would fight to be the last to appear!
"What the hell is this? How strange…" Looking at the nearly ten plus clusters of resentful souls that were filled with fiendish energy and emitted waves of sinister wind and ghostly roars, Qin Tian immediately could not help but take a step back.
"Roar…" Looking at the ball of vengeful spirits slowly approaching him, Qin Tian could not help but roar. Corpse Qi surged out of his body and he thought to himself,""Devour…"
Swoosh...
A cluster of resentful souls was immediately pulled over by the suction force produced by Qin Tian's mouth. Immediately after, the resentful aura contained in the cluster of resentful souls immediately surged into Qin Tian's mouth…
Zombies were not within the Three Realms and Six Paths. They used resentment, bad luck, and fiendish energy…Living on blood, Daoist Priest Four-Eyed wanted to rely on the environment of this Lost Ghost Forest to trap and kill Qin Tian, but it was destined to be impossible.
The environment of this Lost Ghost Forest was simply a paradise to Qin Tian. He could feel the corpse qi slowly growing in his body even after taking a breath...
Following Qin Tian's devouring and absorption, the color of the cluster of ghost fire-like resentful souls floating in front of him became increasingly dimmer. When the last trace of resentful aura was devoured by Qin Tian, it emitted a 'bang' and was like a balloon that had burst, dissipating its soul…
"This is simply a great tonic. What does that stinky Daoist mean? Could it be that he wants to use the great tonic here to make up for me? Or do you want to use the things here to stall me so that he has time to escape?”
Qin Tian shook his head. He really could not guess what exactly the Four-Eyed Daoist meant. Regardless of what exactly the Four-Eyed Daoist meant, Qin Tian, who had tasted the benefits, was not prepared to leave for the time being!
Firstly, the allure of this place was simply too great for him. He was afraid that he would be able to reach the late-stage Iron Corpse realm after absorbing a few more vengeful souls. Secondly, the Four-Eyed Daoist had already disappeared. In this environment, there was no way he could find any clues at all.
As long as his strength could grow and reach the Bronze Corpse, Silver Corpse, or even Golden Corpse, at that time, let alone the Four-Eyed Daoist, even if his senior brother, Ninth Uncle, came personally, Qin Tian would be fearless!
"Devour, devour, devour…" Feeling the corpse qi rapidly growing in his body, Qin Tian suppressed the excitement in his heart and crazily began to devour those resentful souls around him.
One ball, two balls, ten balls. After Qin Tian devoured and absorbed the tenth ball, the Corpse Qi in his body finally reached its limit. Traces of Tai Yin Qi continuously fused in his body…
The qualitative change caused the quantitative change. Qin Tian only felt the Corpse Qi in his body was like a surging river, crazily flowing to his limbs and bones. In an instant, his entire body shook, and the bottleneck that restricted Qin Tian from advancing to the late-stage Iron Corpse instantly shattered!
"Roar…"
" Roar!" Qin Tian could not help but roar. An invisible energy erupted from his body, wreaking havoc in the surroundings crazily.
A late-stage Iron Corpse was only one step away from forming a Corpse Core and becoming a Bronze Corpse…
"Hahaha... Was this the late-stage Iron Corpse? So strong, it's actually more than ten times stronger…" If he encountered the Four-Eyed Daoist again, Qin Tian absolutely had the confidence to keep him and retreat unscathed himself!
If the Four-Eyed Daoist knew that the Lost Ghost Forest was not a land of peril to Qin Tian, but a holy land for cultivation instead, and that he had even reached the late-stage Iron Corpse realm in one go, he might have vomited blood and died…
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