Yang Xuan, with the support of a large amount of soul energy, had rapidly increased his cultivation level. In just three months, not only had his cultivation level completely recovered, he had also successfully broken through to the peak of the late Nascent Soul stage. He was just one step away from breaking through to the Soul Formation stage.
However, what he was most worried about had finally happened.
Although he had the black pearl's purification, the large amount of soul energy that did not belong to him had finally caused his unstable Dao Heart to suffer an extremely strong impact.
Billions of souls filled his Nascent Soul, causing him to have a splitting headache from time to time. It was a life worse than death.
Every time this happened, he would become extremely bloodthirsty and crazy. He would tear apart everything in front of him.
Fortunately, his willpower was extremely strong. Under such a crazy impact, he was still able to maintain a trace of clarity in the depths of his heart. This was why he did not lose himself and his rationality.
However, as his cultivation level increased, he realized that he could no longer suppress the crazy bloodthirst in his heart.
Once this killing intent overcame his rationality, he would become a complete madman.
In other words, he could go crazy at any time.
However, the good news was that his cultivation level was now a hundred times higher than before he entered the Ten Thousand Soul Sea.
His red eyes exuded a crazy bloodthirst. Yang Xuan tried his best to suppress the despairing pain. He gritted his teeth and said, "Northern Border Ice Palace."
At the border of the Sun Nation, in a martial arts sect's main hall, Yun Ziyan frowned.
"Alliance Leader, the zombies have already taken over the seventh city. What do we do?" Someone stepped forward and asked in a deep voice.
Yun Ziyan had led the Martial Alliance to fight the zombies nearly a hundred times. However, the more they fought, the more despair they felt.
Anyone would feel a sense of despair if they saw someone they had been fighting side by side with the previous day, and the next day, using their stiff arms to throw themselves at them.
Not only were there endless zombies to kill, there were more and more of them. How were they going to fight this war?
Looking around at the people in the hall, Yun Ziyan saw despair in their eyes that could not be hidden any longer.
Yun Ziyan opened her mouth, wanting to say something. However, in the end, it all turned into a long sigh.
"Zi Yan, the plan now is to send a warning to the Lingxiao Treasure Hall and the Ice Palace. On the other hand, we need to report the situation back and strive for the Sect to send a True God Realm Elder to take charge of the situation."
The person who spoke was Yin Zi 'an. He was a Level 7 Empty God Realm elder from the Heavenly Pool Faction.
"That's right. Brother Yin is right. The zombies are powerful. Even if it were us, being besieged by tens of thousands of zombies, we would not fare well. Not to mention that among the zombies, there are zombies with similar cultivation as me and Brother Yin," another old man beside Yin Zi 'an said with a frown.
His name was Lu Hongfei. Like Yin Zian, he was also a Level 7 Nihility God Realm expert.
They had been sent by the Heavenly Lake to reinforce Yun Ziyan.
When the two of them first arrived here, they didn't think much of it. They thought that it was just a small zombie plague and that it would be a piece of cake.
Until they met a zombie whose strength was not below theirs.
That time, they almost didn't make it back.
Since then, they had completely put away their condescending attitude and became cautious.
"The news has been sent back to the sect," Yun Ziyan said. "However, a True God Realm elder is very respected. Unless there is no other choice, I don't think the sect will agree to it."
"If the zombies are allowed to run rampant, I'm afraid the mortal world will fall soon."
At that moment, someone rushed in from outside the main hall. Before he landed, he said anxiously, "Alliance Master, the zombies are on the move again."
"Hmm?" Yun Ziyan stood up and said, "Let's go and take a look!"
At the same time, in the sky above Dingbian City, Yang Xuan looked down at the city that was completely occupied by zombies. His red eyes flashed with madness.
The large amount of soul energy in the Ten Thousand Soul Sea had not only helped it reach the peak of the Advanced Nascent Soul Realm, but also caused a new change to the black pearl.
The most fundamental change was that it gave Yang Xuan a new method to refine zombie soldiers.
This method was faster and more durable than the previous one. In theory, as long as he had enough death qi, he could refine zombie soldiers without limit.
Coincidentally, with the existence of the Yellow Springs Hell Overlord, Yang Xuan's death qi was inexhaustible.
He hadn't come here to eliminate the zombie plague, but to borrow soldiers.
Using zombie soldiers to flatten Beijiang's Ice Palace.
That was right, this was the crazy idea he had in mind.
As soon as he landed in Dingbian City, a zombie pounced on Yang Xuan.
"Let's start with you!" Yang Xuan's lips curled into a cruel smile, then he pointed a finger.
Death qi surged. The zombie that Yang Xuan had pointed between its eyebrows was stunned for a moment. Then, it turned around and pounced on a zombie beside it, biting its neck.
The zombie that was bitten on the neck was about to retaliate, but in the next moment, it froze on the spot as if it had been hit by a spell.
In the blink of an eye, it turned around and pounced on the zombie beside it, just like the previous zombie.
Infection!
That's right, the zombies that Yang Xuan had refined into zombie soldiers were also infectious. As long as they were bitten, no matter if it was a living person or a zombie, they would become Yang Xuan's zombie soldiers in a short period of time.
With a wave of his hand, Pei Meng, who had been refined again by Yang Xuan, appeared on the spot. After shaking its head slightly, it pounced on the zombie beside it.
The situation was quietly changing. With Yang Xuan as the center, the zombies slowly changed sides.
Feeling the increasing number of light spots in his mind, Yang Xuan smiled crazily and bloodthirstily.
Soon, he would have an army of zombies. At that time, he would lead this army of zombies to the Northern Plains and flatten Beijiang's Ice Palace.
Using a large amount of soul power to build up his realm, his temperament had unknowingly undergone a great change. He had become crazy and bloodthirsty.
He knew this, but he didn't want to hide it.
Why should he hide it?
He had never been a good person. He had never been a moralist. He was just himself. He was just that youth who hid in the back mountains and cried. He was just that youth who swore to obtain power.
This had never changed.
At some point, wisps of black fog began to spread, filling the surrounding space.
Feeling the familiar aura, Yang Xuan's face was full of a vicious smile.
"I thought you wouldn't come out." He laughed nastily. "That way, I would lose a great general."
Whoosh!
A huge brown thorn suddenly pierced out from the ground, stabbing towards Yang Xuan.
At the same time, hundreds of long brown thorns shot out from the walls, the eaves, the stones, and every corner around him, bringing with them sharp whistling sounds.
Boom!
Time stopped.
Yang Xuan didn't move. His body was covered with brown thorns.
Everything around him seemed to have stopped.
After an unknown period of time, Yang Xuan moved.
He stretched out his arm and gently removed a thorn from his chest. He broke it and threw it on the ground.
"It's my turn!" He lowered his head and said softly.
As soon as he finished speaking, he stomped down with his right foot.
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