AWB Chapter 594
Chapter 594
Just then, a ray of silver moonlight poured down from the sky and fell into the man's eyes. At that moment, his fingers curled slightly and then flicked.
A crystal-clear silver needle, gleaming with a cold light, pierced into the zombie's body.
"Uh." The man frowned, looking somewhat disgusted. He hated the smell of this stuff the most, so he raised his hand to cover his nose, but he didn't remove his fingers.
He looked up at the mountaintop.
The giant tree on the mountain peak is still there.
"Hmph, once I recover my cultivation, I will flatten this entire mountain."
Ling Yanyan looked at the man.
The man, however, had already sat down cross-legged.
"Hey, what are you doing? What do you want to do?"
However, the man seemed not to hear at all, closed his eyes, and began to circulate his internal energy to heal his injuries.
Ling Yanyan observed for a moment, only to find that she couldn't discern the man's cultivation level, nor could she even tell his life force.
So what the hell is this man?
"Forget it, I'm not afraid anyway." Thinking this, Ling Yanyan followed the man's example, sat down cross-legged, placed his right arm on his knee, and began to cultivate.
Ling Yanyan felt a surge of heat flowing out of his dantian, and it became increasingly turbulent.
"Huh, what's going on?" Ling Yanyan asked in surprise.
"Rumble..." But soon, the space around him began to shake.
Then a dazzling golden light emerged from above his head.
"Damn it, what exactly are you, kid?" Ling Yanyan cursed as he reached out to touch the golden light.
However, a ball of flame appeared out of nowhere and blocked his way.
"Who the hell are you?" Ling Yanyan exclaimed in surprise.
"You don't need to know!" A clear voice came from the flames, and then the flames suddenly spread, turning into a barrier that enveloped Ling Yan Yan.
"Boom!" At the same moment, the air around the man fluctuated violently.
Ling Yanyan's heart trembled, his eyes flashed, and then he quickly took out his jade slip and probed it with a wisp of divine sense.
"Master, this senior was in bad shape just now, please come back quickly."
Ling Yanyan put away the jade slip. He glanced at the man, who was not only handsome but also very capable.
Now that his life was temporarily spared, Ling Yanyan finally relaxed completely.
He rested his head on his arms and slowly looked around at his surroundings.
"Hiss, the Yin energy here is so thick. Tsk tsk, no wonder it's called Hundred Herbs Valley, it's truly a treasure trove of riches." As he spoke, the corner of his mouth twitched as he looked at the herbs scattered all over the ground.
However, he also noticed that these herbs were stained with the blood of zombies, and that the drops of blood that fell to the ground disappeared very quickly.
Ling Yanyan stroked his chin, then his gaze swept over the mountain of corpses piled up on one side. These people must have suffered cruel torture when they died, and the torture was extremely horrific.
More importantly, these corpses were imbued with resentment, or rather, venom.
These venomous grievances all coalesced in the heads of those corpses.
Therefore, Ling Yanyan asserted that these resentful poisons could not be released by ordinary people. Only the person who released the resentful poisons could release such poisons.
Only someone who has cultivated to a certain level, or who is a demon with powerful spiritual strength, could accomplish this.
However, such people are extremely rare in this world.
But the man seemed completely unconcerned.
He is neither a demon nor a human; he is a god!