Rebuilding the Immortal Cultivator Clan

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Li Zhirui threw out two more Geng Metal Sword Talismans, entangling the scholar and the black-robed cultivator, while the remaining female cultivator was bound by a multitude of vines by Li Shiting.

Seeing this, the three of them immediately flew towards the water surface at their fastest speed.

But it was not over yet. As soon as they got a bit farther away, Li Shiren resolutely activated the Formation to self-destruct.

Boom!

The explosive power of a second-tier Formation was comparable to the full-strength strike of a late Foundation Establishment cultivator.

The mighty blast rampaged across the riverbed, instantly collapsing unprotected buildings, and even the Formation of one house was forcibly destroyed.

Half a quarter of an hour later, everything returned to calm.

But of the six Foundation Establishment cultivators, now only four remained. The weakest among them, the female cultivator, and the elder had perished in the explosion.

"Damn it!" The once elegant scholar was now disheveled, with hair in disarray and clothes torn, looking incredibly wretched.

The appearance of the others wasn't much better; they were all seething with rage, wishing nothing more than to tear Li Zhirui and his companions to pieces and scatter their ashes.

Unfortunately for them, their targets had already run far, and since they had disguised their appearances and hadn't used Spirit Beasts, finding them in the vast sea of people was like looking for a needle in a haystack.

However, they couldn't afford to trouble themselves with seeking others now, for the fierce explosion had attracted many cultivators to come and watch. If these cultivators saw the injured few, it would be hard not to be tempted...

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Having just narrowly escaped, Li Zhirui and his group didn't rush to leave the river but found a secluded corner to remove their disguises, set up a warning Formation, enlisted the help of Qing Lin the Green Scale Snake as their protector, and began to urgently recover their mana.

There were many dangers in the river, and the land was likely not much safer. To ensure a safe return to Da Rong Island, the three of them needed to maintain their best condition.

A short while later, Li Zhirui, who had expended the most mana, had recovered. He spoke up, "Let's get moving quickly!"

"Ugh!" A strange yet pained scream came from behind a nearby boulder.

The expressions of Li Zhirui and his companions drastically changed; there was actually someone hiding nearby!

If that person had attacked them while they were recovering their mana, they might not have been able to react in time.

"Show yourself!" Li Zhirui retreated hastily as he flung a water sword, shattering the boulder to reveal the other's appearance.

"Hiss!" Li Zhirui couldn't help but gasp in shock.

The person's skin was a pale blue, their body dry and devoid of any moisture, with long fangs protruding from their mouth and black, sharp nails.

This was a cultivator who had been recently infected with corpse poison and had not yet fully transformed into a zombie.

But what surprised Li Zhirui wasn't that, but the faint Golden Core pressure emanating from the person's body!

"A Golden Core cultivator on the verge of turning into a zombie!?" Li Shiren said in disbelief, "Could there be a Golden Armor Corpse at the center of the ruins?"

Because ordinary corpse poison could not infect a Golden Core cultivator.

"Ren, quickly bring out the Spirit Boat!" Li Zhirui urged urgently.

Given his stiff immobility, and the struggle apparent on his face, he must be grappling with the corpse poison and might not have the attention to spare for them.@@novelbin@@

Li Shiren was quick to act, but he still asked, "Do you think we could take this opportunity to kill him?"

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"Ren Uncle, you..."

Li Zhirui looked at Li Shiren in shock, but before he could finish his sentence, Li Shiting spoke up, saying, "I think we can give it a try."

"Although he is a Golden Core cultivator, he has been poisoned by the zombie venom now and cannot exert his full strength. Moreover, if he fails to suppress the poison, he will turn into the lowest of the walking dead."

Zombies cultivate differently from cultivators; they absorb malevolent energy and Yin Qi to strengthen their bodies, and they only develop a weaker Spiritual Soul with Spiritual Intelligence after breaking through to become a Golden Armor Corpse.

Therefore, no matter how advanced your cultivation was in life, once you become a zombie, you have to start as a mindless walking corpse.

Of course, with countless methods in the world of cultivation, there are those that can convert cultivators into zombies of equivalent realms.

And while rank is one thing, strength is another; the zombie transformed from a Golden Core cultivator, even if just a walking corpse, would have a body as strong as a Bronze Armor Corpse.

If he had been a Golden Core body cultivator in life, the strength of his zombified body would be comparable to that of a Golden Armor Corpse, just sans Spiritual Intelligence.

Li Shiting was itching to act, the usually reserved and reticent woman spoke up for the first time with such a lengthy proposition, "Judging by the clothes on his body, he should be a Loose Cultivator; therefore, his cultivation insights, techniques, and various collections must all be carried with him."

"If we could obtain his Core Formation insights, Uncle would have even greater assurance of breaking through to Golden Core!"

Li Zhirui was shocked beyond belief; he never expected these two elders to be so audacious!

But after listening to Li Shiting's words, he had to admit he was tempted!

The collection of a Golden Core cultivator was, for the Li family, far more precious than everything they had found previously in the ruins!

Especially that last sentence from Li Shiting, Li Zhirui could find no reason to argue against it.

Because if Li Shiqing could condense a Golden Core, then the Li family could become semi-independent or even completely independent from the Yuanming Sect, no longer bound by others, with many things no longer needing to be approached with trepidation but could be pursued freely.

It seemed like a long time had passed, but in reality, it was no more than the time it took to drink half a cup of tea.

Li Zhirui had made up his mind and decided to try dealing with the zombie before him.

"Zombies belong to Yin, they fear fire and light, and Thunder Method is the nemesis of all evil spirits..." Li Zhirui muttered as he flung more than a dozen first-tier Fireball Talismans from his storage bag.

Li Zhirui's Water-Wood Spiritual Root was not incapable of casting fire attribute spells, but they consumed too much mana and were not as powerful, so it was better to use Talismans for attack.

Roar!

The zombie, standing still, lashed out in ferocity after Li Zhirui's attack, his eyes that once harbored a trace of humanity now plunged into chaos and darkness.

It seemed that it was Li Zhirui's recent attack that provoked the zombie blood within him, obliterating his own will.

Li Zhirui was not alarmed by this but was rather pleased with himself; a zombie without consciousness, no matter how strong its body, would eventually be defeated!

"Mrs. Ting, we'll keep him occupied while Ren Uncle sets up the Formation." As their spells were not that effective against zombies, whether they could defeat it rested on Li Shiren's Formation.

"Give me another half a moment!" Li Shiren had been observing the surroundings ever since the idea of taking a risk arose, calculating the placement of the Array Flags, and was almost ready to set up the Formation.

"Alright!"

Li Zhirui thought they should be able to engage the walking corpse for half a moment, but this one, strengthened by zombie venom and possessing a Golden Core physique, was not as simple as they thought.

Its powerful body allowed it to ignore attacks from first-tier spells, and its immense strength could easily break free from any restraints, with its only weakness likely being the walking corpse's slow speed.