Rebirth of the Urban Demon Lord

Chapter 25 Underground Tomb

Chapter Twenty-Five: The Underground Tomb

"Slaying Immortals... Flying Knife... I feel like I've heard of it somewhere before..."

Lu Mingjiang died with an incredulous expression on his face, his eyes still open.

"I've always been too lazy to come up with names."

Zhuo Yang gazed at the sky, his eyes deep and thoughtful.

Back in the day, he dominated the demon realm. The powerful demons who were defeated by him secretly called him "the one who can't name anything!"

Even though the Golden Core stage expert was a pseudo-Golden Core who had artificially elevated his cultivation level, he must have some good stuff on him. So Zhuo Yang squatted down and searched Lu Mingjiang's body.

The result was not good; there were only a few porcelain bottles, one of which contained five Rejuvenation Pills, and the others contained poison and antidote.

Zhuo Yang disdained using poison to harm people, but he still put away several porcelain bottles, thinking they might come in handy someday.

The short stick did have some unique features. After picking it up and taking a look, I immediately burst out laughing: "Damn, it's hiding bullets! It's a gun!"

Disdainful of using a gun, Zhuo Yang threw away the short stick, stood up, and glanced around.

Liang Yongqing was still fighting the Corpse General. The man, who had been seriously injured twice, was desperately dodging the Corpse General's fierce attacks. He could be cut in two by the huge sword at any moment.

Above the sand dunes, Cui Yi and Chen Guo were fighting with Liang Yongqing's two fellow disciples. The two sides were exchanging blows, and it would take some time before a winner was decided.

"Hmph!" Zhuo Yang sneered, and in an instant, the entire desert seemed to tremble.

The fighting stopped immediately. Zhang Zhenxiong and Zhao Kun stood back to back, looking down at the sand dune with suspicion.

In that open space, the horde of corpses huddled together, yet dared not approach. Zhuo Yang stood proudly in the center of the horde, with Lu Mingjiang's body at his feet...

"Big Brother!"

The two were so shocked that their eyes widened, and fear instantly gripped their hearts.

The eldest brother formed his golden core using a secret method half a month ago. He is a dignified master. How could that kid kill him?

"Zhuo Yang, you're amazing!"

Cui Yi gave a thumbs up, his face full of admiration.

Chen Guo's eyes lit up, but then she snorted, "What's with the arrogance? So what if he has high cultivation? He's hiding it. You can tell he's not a good person!"

Zhuo Yang ignored her completely, even disregarding her, which she still resents to this day.

Beautiful women are bound to be petty and narrow-minded.

Zhuo Yang waved in greeting, then turned his gaze to Zhang Zhenxiong and Zhao Kun, and said coldly, "Fight or die, the choice is yours!"

After saying this, he leaped up and soared like a roc spreading its wings, arriving at the top of the sand dune in the blink of an eye.

Zhang Zhenxiong and Zhao Kun exchanged a glance and roared in unison, "Let's fight!"

The shouts rang out, and the two turned and ran, each going in one direction at an extremely fast pace.

"Shameless!"

Chen Guo thought they were really going to fight to the death, but to her surprise, they turned tail and ran away, which made her so angry that she stomped her feet.

Two whooshing sounds followed her scream, then two bloodcurdling screams.

Zhang Zhenxiong and Zhao Kun, who had already escaped a hundred meters away, each had a bloody hole in their backs, and when they fell to the ground, they instantly stained a patch of sand red.

"Gudong..."

Cui Yi and Chen Guo swallowed hard, staring at Zhuo Yang as if he were an alien.

"What?" Zhuo Yang asked with a smile.

"You...you..." Chen Guo pointed at Zhuo Yang with a trembling finger, "They...are all experts in the Heartbeat stage, and you...you actually killed them in one move?"

Cultivators can sense each other's cultivation level by sensing the fluctuations of true essence. Previously, Liang Yongqing and the others used a secret method to hide their cultivation level, but after the battle began, everyone revealed their cultivation level.

Chen Guo sensed Zhuo Yang's true essence and discovered that he was only in the Fusion stage. He first killed a Golden Core stage expert, and then slaughtered two Heartbeat stage experts with a wave of his hand.

What level of cultivation is this?

Cui Yi's face turned a little pale. He wanted to laugh but couldn't. He looked at Zhuo Yang, not knowing what to say.

Both of them were deeply shocked. If Zhuo Yang wanted to kill them, it would be as easy as lifting a finger!

Zhuo Yang didn't seem to think anything of it, and said calmly, "If they hadn't run away, it would have taken me a lot of effort to kill them. It's their fault for showing me their backs."

He spoke casually, yet it gave Cui Yi and Chen Guo a deeper understanding of him—

Zhuo Yang's strength is definitely much greater than he has shown!

The more they thought about it, the more frightened they became, and they didn't know what to say.

"Hey, snap out of it." Zhuo Yang waved his hand, turned around and looked down at the sand dune, where Liang Yongqing was still desperately dodging the pursuit of the corpse general.

"Zhuo..." Cui Yi hesitated for a moment, unsure how to address Zhuo Yang, before finally saying, "Brother Zhuo Yang, what should we do next?"

Zhuo Yang observed for a while and then laughed, "The key to breaking the formation lies in the Corpse General. Killing it is not difficult!"

"Brother Zhuoyang, would you like to give it a try?" Cui Yi treated Zhuoyang as the captain of the treasure hunting team, adopting a very humble attitude.

That's how the world of cultivation works: the strong are respected.

Zhuo Yang smiled calmly: "Don't be fooled by the Corpse General's seemingly immense strength and invincibility. In fact, the method to kill it is quite simple."

With a light snap of his fingers, the Immortal-Slaying Flying Knife shot into the sky.

A flash of lightning accompanied by a dark light disappeared in an instant, plummeting straight down from the high school.

As the corpse general was attacking Liang Yongqing, he suddenly sensed something in his mind, swung his broadsword, and turned to smash the falling flying knife.

With a loud bang, it seemed as if the entire desert world trembled.

The corpse general still stood upright, its tall body as terrifying as a demon god, but a hole had appeared in its cleaver. Behind it, Liang Yongqing collapsed, coughing up blood, a fist-sized hole piercing his abdomen.

The next moment, the corpse general's body crashed to the ground, its pitch-black blood soaking through a large patch of sand.

"Killed two in one move?" Cui Yi gasped in shock.

Just now, Zhuo Yang killed two experts at the Heartbeat stage with two throwing knives. Now, he only used one to kill two in one strike!

"I've simply found their weakness." Zhuo Yang glanced at him and smiled. "For Golden Core cultivators, the Golden Core is their vital point. Once you shatter their Golden Core, they're doomed!"

Cui Yi nodded blankly: Who doesn't know that the Golden Core is their weakness, but you have to be able to shatter their Golden Core!

Subtle displays of arrogance are truly deadly.

A gust of wind blew in, and countless mummified corpses instantly turned into sand and scattered with the wind.

A deafening roar came from beneath my feet, and the entire boundless desert seemed to come to life. The next moment, my vision suddenly narrowed, and in a brief instant, all I could see was darkness.

With a "click," the flashlight beam turned on, illuminating the surroundings.

"This is... an ancient tomb?" Cui Yi asked, his voice filled with doubt and surprise.

Strangely, the concentration of vital energy inside the ancient tomb was even lower than inside the maze.

"Yes, the maze has been broken, and we have arrived at the real ancient tomb left by our predecessors." Zhuo Yang held up his flashlight and gestured for the others to take out their flashlights as well.

Before long, several lights came on, completely illuminating the huge stone hall where they were.

Among those who were able to stand were Meng Xiaojun, Su Hui, and three of their classmates, as well as three of Teacher Cui's other five disciples. The eight of them looked at each other, their expressions somewhat sorrowful.

The ground was littered with corpses and countless bones, making it feel like being in hell.

In the corner, two people slowly stood up, their expressions filled with terror.

"Are there only two of you left?" Zhuo Yang asked, frowning.

Pan Jianbo breathed a sigh of relief, but seeing the corpses scattered on the ground, his heart leaped into his throat again. He quickly asked, "Liang Yongqing and his gang..."

"They tried to harm us, but Zhuo Yang killed them!" Chen Guo stepped forward and said arrogantly.

She seemed to be very proud of Zhuo Yang because he was so capable.

Zhuo Yang touched his nose and agreed with this statement.

Pan Jianbo gasped and quickly said ingratiatingly, "Brother Zhuoyang, the two of us were no match for those unkillable mummies, so we had to use a secret method to hide in the sand and escape this calamity."