Two Worlds: Demonic Cultivator with His Zombie Materials-Chapter 297 - 161: Forceful Encirclement and Kill

"You only need to know that I suppressed my cultivation and didn’t break through, and I’m here for this reason. This secret is related to the incident a few hundred years ago where several major sects from the Southern Realm of the Profound Spirit Realm besieged and annihilated the Secret Immortal Sect. By a stroke of luck, I obtained hidden information about it and pursued it to this point, which has some connection to the inheritance of the Secret Immortal Sect."

The explanation from the Half-step Purple Mansion Cultivator not only didn’t resolve the other two’s questions but instead aroused more interest.

The annihilation of the Secret Immortal Sect seemed to involve more hidden truths, but judging by the attitude of the highest levels of the Heaven-Locking Temple over the past few hundred years, the relationships involved were definitely no trivial matter.

Anything that the major sects of the Southern Realm of the Profound Spirit Realm are willing to risk everything to seize is definitely extraordinarily precious and not an ordinary treasure.

"Stop asking. By the time we open the Secret Immortal Cave Mansion, won’t we be able to pick and choose everything inside? Then everything will become clear to us..."

The tall cultivator with peach blossom eyes said.

Indeed, as long as the Secret Immortal Cave Mansion is opened, the hidden contents will naturally be laid bare before them.

"This matter is of great importance and concerns our path of cultivation. Both of you better hold your peace; it won’t be long. Once we open the Secret Immortal Cave Mansion, we will immediately return to the Profound Spirit Realm."

Finally, the Half-step Purple Mansion Cultivator warned, seeing the two nod solemnly, he felt reassured and stopped talking.

For a moment, the sound disappeared, and the dark cave fell into silence once again.

...

Meanwhile, Zheng Yi had already pinpointed the position of the three, but he didn’t act immediately.

One of them had a cultivation level that surprised him; it was a Foundation Establishment Perfection that had been forcibly suppressed without breaking through.

Such individuals are the most troublesome, stuck at the brink of advancement, able to suppress the urge to break through, forcibly locking their cultivation with secret techniques—either due to exceptional skills or possessing unique talents.

Thus, Zheng Yi felt somewhat grateful for the thorough preparation this time. The Daluo Alliance’s forces had come out in full strength, aiming for a one-hit kill, intending to besiege all three without letting a single one escape, led by a Taiyin Profound Origin Blood Refining Array trained with nine Foundation Establishment Cultivators.

Unexpectedly, they hit the mark. Otherwise, it would have been quite challenging for Zheng Yi alone to capture all three simultaneously.

But now, having infiltrated and encircled them, the three have become trapped, unable to escape.

Zheng Yi was determined to eliminate weeds by the roots, leaving no traces behind.

Moreover, the three chose to hide in this secluded valley due to being unaware of Yi Qing Zi’s death, which saved Zheng Yi significant trouble.

At least dealing with these three wouldn’t attract the attention of other forces; once the clues were cut off, even those with suspicions couldn’t pursue the matter further.

"These three must die!"

At this moment, Zheng Yi slowly retracted his Divine Soul, his eyes bursting with killing intent, refocusing to redeploy in light of the new discoveries.

Turning around, the night moon hung high.

The darkness was profound, the cold wind eerie, and there was a slight disturbance within the valley.

Inside the sealed cave, the dark-skinned man sitting cross-legged suddenly opened his eyes, a golden light appeared deep within his pupils, and the golden brilliance shot straight into the cave.

Immediately, the slender, tall cultivator with peach blossom eyes and the short, stout cultivator were both startled.

However, their cultivation was noticeably lacking; the disturbance in the valley was extremely subtle and hidden within the eerie cold wind, making it not very perceptible to them.

"Who goes there?"

The Half-step Purple Mansion leader sensed something amiss and quickly activated the cave’s restriction, rushing straight out.

In his haste, he couldn’t even bother explaining to the two companion cultivators behind him, turning and leaping into the air.

In place, the peach blossom-eyed cultivator and the short, stout cultivator exchanged glances, feeling something was amiss, and followed quickly, leaving the cave empty.

"You’ve come to the Great Yi City Realm, ambushed my brother Yi Qing Zi; as the host, I must offer some hospitality."

Just as the three Outer Realm Cultivators rushed into the sky, a cold voice came from the eerie cold wind.

Although his voice was slight, it blocked their path, shocking the three Outer Realm Cultivators.

The tone suggested their movements had long been exposed.

"Damn Yi Qing Zi!"

Undoubtedly, the message must have been spread by the remnants of the escaped Secret Immortal Sect.

"Who is pretending to be a ghost? If you have the skill, show yourself truly, and let’s see what happens in a real clash, instead of hiding like a turtle pretending to be a hero."

The Half-step Purple Mansion Cultivator stepped forward, speaking stiffly, his eyes flickering with golden light, having clearly cultivated some unique pupil technique, resembling the Eyes of Golden Flame.

"Whether a hero or a turtle? In the Great Yi City Immortal Realm, that’s not for you Outer Realm Cultivators to determine."

Zheng Yi’s voice drifted unpredictably, but it was clear in their ears.

As his words fell, suddenly, within the entire valley, a surging storm of Evil Qi rolled in, overwhelming them like a tidal wave.

"Hmm?!"

The dark-faced Half-step Purple Mansion Cultivator’s expression changed, in an instant, the terrifying Evil Qi forming in the valley made even him feel apprehensive.

Clearly, the opponent had long been prepared, thoroughly arranged, ready to ensnare and eliminate them all at once, menacing and difficult to deal with.

An aura not inferior to the Purple Mansion Realm slowly rose from the dark-skinned cultivator, as if an invisible giant hand pressed down the turbulent wind, causing heaven and earth to pause there.