Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials-Chapter 270 - 148: Innate Peach Divine Embryo (Part 2)

This is the advantage of strong Divine Soul Power; it allows one to detect motives ahead of others. Whether in battle or support, it is a weapon that puts one a step ahead.

"Hmm!"

At this moment, as if suddenly noticing something, Zheng Yi's deep eyes suddenly lit up, his pupils slightly contracted, and he hurriedly gave orders, saying.

"No, something is very wrong with that person..."

"Go and see! What makes this Righteous Cultivator so persistent?!"

"Yes, my lord."

After hearing the command, Qi Lin immediately executed it, instructing the Little Banner Officer at the front of the Divine Ship to order the Heaven-Steering Divine Ship to turn its bow and quickly head towards that desolate mountain.

Although they didn't know why Zheng Yi made this decision, since the Alliance Leader ordered it, they would execute it unconditionally, without thinking about anything else, as completing the order was the top priority.

The final decision was to at least go and take a look to see who exactly this Righteous Cultivator was attacking.

As Zheng Yi stood in the cabin, his eyes flashed with a deep light, while his pupils grew larger, pondering over something unknown.

Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!

At this moment, in that desolate mountain wilderness, the two fighting parties clearly also felt the terrifying pressure from the giant Divine Ship.

Especially when the ship turned, their hearts tensed up simultaneously, and they fought fiercely, launching deadly attacks.

Standing on the Divine Ship, one could see a figure of a Sword Cultivator in mid-air, performing sword techniques, continuously slashing towards the mountain forest. The unending wave of Sword Qi caused the figures below to scream as they disintegrated directly, their bodies instantly torn apart, limbs and bones flying chaotically, more gruesome than having used the Celestial Demon Dissolving Technique.

Blood dyed the entire forest red, half bodies, intestines, and organs hung all over the trees, the intense smell of blood spreading, almost covering half of the desolate mountain wilderness.

The pursuer was only one person, overwhelmingly powerful, clearly a Righteous Sword Cultivator, while the pursued were a group, scrambling to dodge in a panic.

It was evident they were in a desperate situation, falling one by one, unable to maintain even a stalemate, and wouldn't last a moment before being completely exterminated.

"Which force do you come from?"

"Matters of Lingyun Sect, annihilating sect traitors, please grant us passage!"

Zheng Yi's group on the Heaven-Steering Divine Ship did not hide their tracks, coming grandiosely; the terrifying pressure swept across the sky, easily noticed by the Righteous Cultivator, who hurriedly shouted sharply, waving his Magic Sword in his hand, which turned into a Sword Qi, slashing towards them.

It was both a probe and a warning or demonstration of power.

If the people on the Heaven-Steering Divine Ship couldn't stop it, it would be bad luck for them, the ship destroyed and people perished.

If there were those capable of countering, they could be deterred by the reputation of Lingyun Sect, allowing the cultivator to take this opportunity to finish the unfinished business, assured that the people on the ship couldn't stop him.

Boom!

Just as the Sword Qi reached the front of the Divine Ship, Zheng Yi raised his right hand, flicking a finger towards the void, and suddenly the sound of metal fracturing echoed, the sharp Sword Qi breaking apart and dissipating.

"Foundation Establishment Great Perfection?! No wonder such a big temper, as the saying goes, 'if you strike, prepare to meet one's end...'"

In Zheng Yi's eyes, white light flashed, gleaming a tintless hue, an overwhelming Divine Soul Power tore the air, with unimaginable speed assaulting the Righteous Cultivator.

"No, ah, you are from Purple Mansion..."

The terrifying Divine Soul Power contained the purest Spiritual Energy, most perilous, representing the purest clash between cultivators, ordinary means couldn't stop it, unleashing power that left the Righteous Cultivator stunned.

Sensing the terrifying force approaching, like a cornered beast, he let out a desperate roar, then held his head in agony, his vision went dark, blood spilled from his seven orifices, his head hit like with a heavy hammer, sent flying by the terrifying Divine Soul Power, crashing into a patch of forest with a boom.

Amidst the explosion of dust and smoke, a small mushroom cloud formed, the earth shook, rocks falling everywhere, and Zheng Yi, still feeling uneasy, sent a few more Sword Qi, blasting into the deep pit where the Righteous Cultivator was struck into.

Soon the aura dissipated, and that Foundation Establishment Great Perfection Righteous Cultivator fell dead on this land, rendered completely lifeless.

"Go, bring the person up here, I'd like to see what kind of character he is?"

Zheng Yi commanded, and Qi Lin waved a hand, immediately two Blood Cultivation Elders at Foundation Establishment flew down from the Flying Ship.

A moment later, one held the head of a drooping middle-aged man in blue, and the other retrieved a Storage Pouch, returning to the Heaven-Steering Divine Ship, appearing before Zheng Yi.

Zheng Yi glanced casually, and one of the Blood Cultivation Elders immediately and respectfully handed a Storage Pouch to Zheng Yi, eyes full of awe.

Their Alliance Leader was indeed incredibly strong, unfathomable.

A dignified Foundation Establishment Perfection Cultivator, moreover a Sword Cultivator, in his hand, was as weak as a fledgling chick, utterly without resistance, killed with a mere wave.

Such methods are utterly jaw-dropping, causing the soul to tremble.

What level of Cultivation does the Alliance Leader have? He dared not speculate, but his Heart Spirit settled, with such a powerful person leading, the Daluo Alliance was thriving, bound for success.

As for that Righteous Cultivator who recklessly attacked the Heaven-Steering Divine Ship, he truly ended up a bit miserable.

This Sword Cultivator's bones were completely shattered, pupils turned white, bearing an expression of sheer disbelief and intense dread before death, a massive bloody hole appeared at the center of his brows, now just a pile of mush, utterly beyond saving.