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Now that they had a way to survive, rationally speaking, the two were very happy and felt endless gratitude towards Meng Zhao.

However, because he was in an inexplicable state at the moment, his emotions were almost flat, so he did not express any gratitude for Meng Zhao's help, but just nodded slightly.

Meng Zhao himself was not in such trouble. Not only had he made some research on the Dao of Life and Death, he even had some power of the Dao Fruit of Life and Death in his body. Therefore, he only had a layer of Life and Death Mysterious Light floating on his body surface as a disguise. He looked more like a zombie than Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin, at least in terms of aura.

The three continued to move towards the depths of the Corpse Demon Plain, crossed the city gate, and walked onto a wide street. They could see zombies coming and going, like an endless gathering of zombies, wandering on the street.

Even though Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin had almost lost all emotions and senses at this moment, they still felt a creepy feeling. Fortunately, they had Meng Zhao there, otherwise, they would never have been able to get through this.

Meng Zhao's heart skipped a beat as he watched this extremely horrifying scene that sent chills down his spine. In his perception, there were countless zombies on this street that were similar to the grandmaster's physical body and grandmaster combat power. Among them were two corpse demons, which even made him feel pressured.

One of the corpses was wearing clothes made of rough animal skins and holding a huge bronze axe in his hand. Although his flesh and blood were dry and not as plump and vibrant as those of a normal person, one could feel a sense of pressure and strong aura coming from him.

Its two fangs were faintly golden, and its pupils in particular were purple-red. The breath that occasionally rose from it could scare away the zombies passing by and make them stay away from him, forming a vacuum zone.

The other corpse was also dressed in clothes made of animal skins, with bare hands. He was two meters tall, but because he had lost his flesh and blood and vitality, he looked extremely dry, like a skinny tiger that had been vicious for a long time.

Its walking posture is also vigorous, forming a sharp contrast with other zombies. Its pair of fangs are blood red, as if formed after being soaked in blood. Its aura is no less than that of the zombie holding a bronze axe.

The strength of a corpse demon is often linked to its strength when it was alive. Of course, this is not always the case. There are exceptions. These two were most likely top-notch masters when they were alive. After death, their corpses were infected with a special aura and transformed into their true forms. Their combat power is far higher than that of other zombies.

Of course, although the aura is good, it is hard to say about the specific strength, but it is likely that he is not the same as the corpse demon that is chasing the Lord of the Heavenly Demon Palace and has no way to go to heaven or enter the earth. His strength does not reach that level.

If Meng Zhao and the other two had just entered the city and stepped into the street, all the zombies passing by would probably pounce on them like a flood, drowning the three of them.

In particular, there were two corpse demons among them that Meng Zhao also looked at with awe, making them even more dangerous.

However, after going through Meng Zhao's disguise on the Avenue of Life and Death, the three of them were able to blend in very smoothly. However, their goal was very clear, which was to leave this street and at the same time, look for any opportunities or benefits.

It's no wonder that Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin gained unequal amounts of benefits after just walking a distance of dozens of meters. It was of great benefit to them. However, due to their current special condition, they did not show much happiness.

Meng Zhao also gained something, and even more than Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin.

He picked up a piece of animal skin from a corner of the street. The strokes on it were simple and incomplete, but it looked like a map.

Meng Zhao could tell at a glance that the thing in the painting was most likely a city distribution map of the entire Corpse Demon Plains, but it was only limited to a part of it. It was not known whether it had originally existed in this illusory, miraculous city, or was drawn by later generations who broke in and drew it through continuous exploration.

Meng Zhao actually prefers the latter, because there are specific symbols shown on the animal skin map, which can tell at a glance where is relatively safe and where is relatively dangerous.

According to this map, Meng Zhaoneng discovered that there should be some valuable opportunities on this street, and the place to stay was halfway along the long street.

In addition, a scattered sword was found. It was made of bronze, stained with blood, and had a strong murderous aura that almost took on a physical form.

When Meng Zhao held the sword, his soul was unexpectedly struck by a strong evil spirit. Fortunately, his soul was strong and his realm was high, so he easily suppressed it.

It is hard to say whether this sword is a divine weapon or not. It does not have any spiritual traces at all. Compared with the Xuanyuan Water Controlling Flag, it is completely incomparable, but it also has certain advantages.

That is, it seems to have a certain inhibitory effect on the zombies and corpse demons here.

The strong evil spirit contained in the sword has a strong inhibitory effect on zombies and corpse demons whose bodies have been tempered by various negative auras.

After Meng Zhao obtained the sword, he deliberately concealed his breath and used the assassin's method to kill three zombies, piercing their hearts and killing them with one blow, without any hindrance, as if he was killing chickens and dogs.

This is probably also a manifestation of the mysterious creation of heaven and earth.

The sword of war should not have had such power originally, but over countless years, it absorbed endless evil spirits and developed such a restraining magical power.

Just like the saying that there must be an antidote within ten steps of a poison, there must also be something that can restrain zombies, which is in line with the law of life and death.

The three of them walked quickly, and no zombies noticed anything unusual and didn't come up to stop them, so they moved very quickly. Soon, they arrived at the place indicated on the map in Meng Zhao's hand, in front of a stone house that might contain opportunities or treasures.

It was not known whether it was a coincidence or a crisis, but the corpse demon holding a huge bronze axe and with golden fangs was wandering around the stone house, never leaving.

Meng Zhao's heart moved slightly, and he used the method of sound transmission to tell Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin to move forward first, hide among the zombies, and not be discovered.

His body was emitting a mysterious light of life and death that burned brightly and transformed into a black and white robe that was draped over him. In a trance, it turned into a wisp of green smoke and floated towards the stone house.

Meng Zhao's martial arts have almost reached the pinnacle, and he also has the knowledge of life and death. It is a rare thing that he feels like a fish in water in this Corpse Demon Plain, which should be full of dangers and life-threatening situations.

Originally, Meng Zhao should have sneaked into the stone house quietly and stole the opportunity recorded on the animal skin map. However, the zombie wearing animal skin clothes and holding a bronze axe, unexpectedly stimulated or sensed by something, and holding the axe, he chopped down in the direction where Meng Zhao was hiding!

On the giant axe, a black axe light flew out of the body and turned into an axe-shaped object, approaching Meng Zhao at lightning speed.

Meng Zhao had not expected that the operation, which should have been foolproof, would actually be discovered, but it did not exceed the scope of his calculations.

If he really hadn't thought of this, he wouldn't have let Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin go first and followed him, but would have asked them to wait on the side.

Meng Zhao had no intention of fighting the corpse demon. He stretched out his left hand and gently blocked the incoming axe light. Five-colored light flashed in his palm. With the magical power that could lift the world, he easily blocked the corpse demon's attack. At the same time, he used the force to escape, turned into extreme lightning, broke through the window, and fell into the stone house. What Meng Zhao saw was an empty place with a gloomy atmosphere. Only at the northernmost part of the room, there was a trace of man-made piles that looked like a cemetery. Next to the cemetery was a stone tablet with densely recorded information.

Meng Zhao read ten lines at a glance and immediately understood everything in the room and the origin of the animal skin in his hand.

According to what was written on the stone tablet, the owner of this cemetery, along with several good friends, came to this ancient battlefield space to explore and pursue higher and stronger martial arts.

However, when they fell into the Corpse Demon Plain, they realized how terrifying and hopeless it was, with no possibility of survival at all.

The five people in the group, except the owner of this room, all died tragically among the zombies that filled the city.

The key reason why he was lucky enough to escape death was that he had once learned the martial arts of the corpse demons. His body was filled with corpse qi, and he barely relied on sleight of hand to avoid these ferocious and powerful corpse demons.

This method is actually no different from what Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin are using now, but it is also different.

That is, Meng Zhao's method is more sophisticated. He can easily let Jiang Zixuan and Hua Xin blend into the zombie group, and the owner of the cemetery can only hide.

This animal skin map was dropped by him on the long street, and it contained the exploration results and essence of five people.

According to the owner of the cemetery, although he was proficient in some of the martial arts of the corpse demon lineage and had corpse qi in his body, he was still a living person and it was difficult to hide perfectly. He was still discovered and injured.

He knew very well that he had been poisoned by the corpse demon and would not have a good end, so he temporarily built a cenotaph as his own grave. At the same time, he used his supernatural powers to blast himself into a bloody mist, leaving no trace of his body, in order to avoid becoming a corpse demon.

His own collection will be left in this cemetery, waiting for the right person in the future.

After reading it, Meng Zhao didn't know what to feel. Was it true or false? Was there any fraud?

He is no rookie. There are countless people who have used similar stories to deceive and plot against later generations.

However, Meng Zhao claimed that he was not afraid of anything. After all, he was a martial arts master with extraordinary powers. Even if there were some clowns, they might not be able to harm him.

As for what benefits the owner of the cemetery left behind, it is not clearly stated on the tombstone, and it is not known whether it was omitted or deliberately made mysterious.

Meng Zhao stretched out his hand and grabbed. In the void, a huge handprint suddenly grabbed the stone tombstone, crushing the stone into pieces, and generated a suction force, trying to absorb the things hidden in the cemetery into the huge handprint in the void.

And just as the stone cemetery was blown to pieces, a blue light rushed out from it and attacked Meng Zhao.

Its light and shadow fluctuate, quite gorgeous, and its entire body is shrouded in a layer of faint spiritual light.

However, compared to a normal soul, this light and shadow soul seemed to be rather dull and somewhat incomplete. There were black rays of light constantly corroding and gnawing at it, making the soul look quite embarrassed.

Sure enough, Meng Zhao was not surprised at all. He didn't believe that such a good thing would be left to future generations. What a joke! Someone who was not related to him at all took away his greatest benefit. Did he have nothing to do?

The owner of the cemetery must have been between life and death at the time. In order to live another life, he came up with such a sinister method on the spur of the moment. Not only did he have to plot his own plan, but he also had to rely on luck to see if it was on his side.

Moreover, the corresponding prerequisite preparations should also be enormous. For example, if the soul loses the physical body, how can it still exist independently under the erosion of the long years, and even ensure that it can successfully take over another body.

It is definitely not a decision that can be made on a whim.

Meng Zhao grabbed with his palm in the air, and the huge handprint suspended in the void suddenly fell on the soul that was intertwined with azure and black. His palm suddenly clenched, as if to crush the soul.

However, since this soul has been able to survive for who knows how many years and has even arranged a method to possess another body, it certainly wouldn't be that simple.

The transparent handprint in the void was soon pierced by countless wooden thorns. At the same time, a sinister and terrifying phantom of a giant tree appeared outside the body of the sluggish soul, covering it and breaking Meng Zhao's handprint magic.

Although Meng Zhao was surprised, he did not slow down. He held the Buddha's Heart Bead in his hand and chanted the Six-Syllable Light Mantra. It transformed into six golden Buddha lights, which overlapped and inlaid in a chain. Finally, they fell on the gloomy giant tree and crushed its shadow alive.

The Buddha's Heart Bead is a rare treasure. Combined with Meng Zhao's Buddhist magical skills, it can bring out the Buddhist power, holy energy, and true meaning of subduing demons to the fullest, and its power can be multiplied several times.

Therefore, although the eerie shadow of the towering tree was extraordinary, it was just a shadow after all, with limited power, and was broken by Meng Zhao in one blow.

The next moment, Meng Zhao turned his fingers into swords, and the golden sword light pierced out, cutting through the waves, turning into thunder, and falling on the dazed soul.

Clatter, clatter, countless cracks appeared on the surface of the adult-shaped soul with blue and black colors intertwined. And at the moment when the golden sword light dissipated, all of them peeled off and fell off, turning into a rain of light and dissipating without a trace.

However, within these waves of light and rain, a series of images appeared in the haze and fell into Meng Zhao's eyes.

Meng Zhao's expression was indifferent, without any emotion, but his eyes were slightly disturbed, as if he was thinking about something.

When the soul's light rain completely dissipated, Meng Zhao walked to the place where the cemetery was originally located.

There was nothing inside except a piece of black wood.

Meng Zhao took the piece of wood in his hand, his face solemn.

If his guess was correct, the reason why the owner of the cemetery was able to survive as a spirit and had the desire to take over another body was probably related to this wood! (End of this chapter)