The undead have descended upon the world? I possess a sword that can cleave the heavens once more!

Sword after sword, Wu You was completely absorbed in it.

Each strike dealt hundreds or thousands of experience points. The numbers danced on his screen like a beautiful string of musical notes.

This is not just a simple increase in numbers. For Wu You, it is a real, quantifiable increase in strength, and this feeling is so addictive.

Every experience point he gained shortened the distance between him and the first chapter of the Seven Tribulations Sword Chapter, and every sword strike pushed him to a higher level.

However, Wu You also discovered something while cleaning up the corpses.

The deep dark domain of Yunshang Province should have been dominated by the Myriad Beast Corpse Clan, with only a few being parasitized by the Lustful Corpse Clan.

But now, in this area, all he encountered were the myriad beast corpses parasitized by the Lustful Corpse Clan, without exception.

Although he didn't know what the situation was elsewhere, at least the ones he had just killed were all bodies parasitized by the Lustful Corpse Species.

The only genuine individuals of the Ten Thousand Beast Corpse Seeds that he has encountered so far are the ones he saw at street stalls, including the few Ten Thousand Beast cubs that his seniors picked up, including the one in his pocket.

A thought popped into Wu You's mind: Has the Ten Thousand Beast Corpse Clan completely become a toy for the Lustful Corpse Clan?

This also confirmed the information he had received earlier: there was indeed a major problem within the Ten Thousand Beast Corpse Clan.

The hierarchical order collapsed, and members of the tribe were parasitized by another race, becoming mere shells. Their offspring were also taken in and domesticated by humans.

But this has nothing to do with Wu You. Anyway, they are all zombie species and can all provide experience points, so it doesn't matter which zombie species you kill.

He continued to step into the air, draw his sword, change location, and draw his sword again.

The silvery-white sword light flashed again and again against the dark red sky, like shooting stars streaking across this desolate land.

The experience points keep increasing on the panel.

On the other side, Gongsun Baizhan, who was also carrying a sword, frowned.

No, apart from the fifth-tier Lustful Corpse Species I encountered at the very beginning, how come I haven't encountered a second one yet?

He stood on a black, pebbly beach, warily scanning his surroundings. A thin mist swirled around him, visibility wasn't too bad, but he couldn't see a single corpse.

The resonator's beam of light swept across the surrounding hills, revealing nothing but black sand and black rocks.

Where did the zombies go?

His brow furrowed deeper and deeper, but he didn't stop, continuing to walk deeper into this danger zone B.

. . .

Before long, Wu You put the eight-colored crystal longsword back into its sheath.

He hovered in mid-air, his white hair fluttering in the dark red wind, looking down at the black sand beneath his feet, his perfectly shaped eyebrows slightly furrowed.

He also encountered a problem: the Class B area near this safe zone had been almost completely cleared by him.

The density of corpses in this area has decreased significantly.

Apart from a few fifth- or sixth-tier corpses that he deliberately left near his colleagues to help them complete their tasks, there were hardly any other corpses to be seen.

Now he has to miss his chance for a while before he can encounter an occasional lone bird, which greatly reduces his efficiency.

Wu You opened the map on his watch and examined it carefully again.

The danger zones of different levels are not distributed in a flat and continuous manner, but are interspersed and interlocked.

It looks like a shattered jigsaw puzzle, with yellow, red, and black blocks pieced together irregularly.

The B-level yellow zone he is currently in is the largest area near the base.

The next Class B area is dozens of kilometers away, separated by a Class A red area.

Wu You, suspended in mid-air, narrowed his eyes and opened the Sword Codex panel.

Allocable experience points: 42.5w.

He originally planned to farm the maximum experience points required for the Pivot Sword in the B-level danger zone, so that he would have stronger self-defense capabilities before heading to the A-level zone to complete the mission.

After all, there are still risks associated with Grade A areas for him.

But now it seems that won't work.

In this case.

Without any hesitation, Wu You made a thought.

Allocable experience points: 42.5w → 0

[Seven Tribulations Sword Chapter] (Chapter 1 Pivotal Tribulation) (525,000/1,000,000) → [Seven Tribulations Sword Chapter] (Chapter 1 Pivotal Tribulation) (950,000/1,000,000)

We're still short 50,000!

A surge of sword intent flooded his mind, and every detail of the Pivot Sword became clearer and more refined.

He could feel that the thin bottleneck was right in front of him, just one last kick away from breaking through.

Wu You glanced at the time.

At 11:18, there are still more than two hours before the arrival of the Dark Fog Tide, so there is still enough time.

He chose a direction and swiftly leaped into the air.

The eight-colored crystal longsword was drawn again, its silvery-white light occasionally tracing a smooth and clean arc against the dark red sky.

Wherever Wu You went, whether it was a fifth or sixth-tier corpse species he encountered by chance, or a low-level third or fourth-tier corpse species, they all turned into warm experience points.

Ten minutes later, Wu You landed on the top of a hill.

He stood at the edge of this black sandy land, with a clear dividing line in front of him—the fog was thin beneath his feet, and the dark red light could barely penetrate, illuminating the black sand with a rusty color; ahead, the fog was thick, as thick as a wall, like a wall made of black cotton, slowly surging.

The wall's boundary was vertical, stretching straight from the ground to the sky without transition or gradual change, as if two worlds had been abruptly spliced ​​together.

It was a very dense black fog, with visibility of less than twenty meters. The beam of light from the resonator could only illuminate a narrow, cylindrical channel.

At the same time, a damp feeling welled up in Wu You's heart.

And twenty meters.

This is already a very dangerous number.

A normal seventh-tier corpse species can cross this distance in one second, while an eighth-tier corpse species will take even less time.

This means that Wu You must pay close attention to his surroundings at all times and cannot relax even for a moment.

Any surprise attack launched from the dark fog would leave him less than a second to react.

Wu You took out the resonator, pressed the switch, and a beam of white light shot into the thick fog, illuminating the road ahead.

He took in the terrain of the area: it was completely different from the barren hills beneath his feet. The area in front of him was almost entirely mud, black, sticky, and oily mud. There were few dry places to step on, and occasionally a few black stones would emerge from the mud, as if they had been pushed out of the ground by something.

Further away, some strange plants could be vaguely seen, leafless, with only bare, twisted branches extending from the mud like withered arms. The branches of these plants were covered with fine black hairs, which trembled slightly under the white light of the resonator, as if they were alive.

Wu You frowned. In this kind of terrain, walking on air was the wisest choice.

He was just about to take flight—

"Meow."

The little black cat had somehow poked its head out of the trench coat pocket.

Its two front paws gripped the edge of the pocket, its deep blue eyes fixed on the fog-shrouded area ahead, its ears pressed back, and its tail thumping restlessly inside the pocket. It barked, a soft but clear cry with a distinct warning.

Wu You paused for a moment, looked down at the kitten, and then looked up at the thick fog ahead.

"You mean... there's danger ahead?"

The little black cat nodded.

It wasn't the kind of unconscious feline movement, but a genuine response to his nod.

"What about this side?" Wu You pointed to the right front.

"Meow!" the little black cat meowed again.

"Is it dangerous here too?" He pointed to the left front.

"Meow!" is the same response.

"Is it dangerous at all?"

Wu You remained silent for a moment. He didn't know whether the "danger" the little black cat was referring to included seventh-tier or eighth-tier corpse species, nor did he know how far away those dangers were from him.

But since it's an A-level danger zone, it's normal to be in danger, and he came here specifically to find a seventh-tier corpse species.

He took a deep breath, pressed the little black cat's head back into his pocket, and leaped into the air.

My feet had just left the ground when I took a few steps.

"Meow meow meow!"

The little black cat in the pocket suddenly meowed sharply and abruptly, a stark contrast to its previous calm warning.

Its claws emerged from the pocket, gripping the fabric of the trench coat tightly, its entire body trembling.

"What do you mean—"

Wu You hadn't finished speaking.

A huge shadow loomed down from above, like a dark cloud suddenly obscuring the sun.

The shadow was so large that Wu You didn't even have time to see its approximate shape before it completely covered him.

The faint red light of the setting sun piercing through the dark fog had vanished, replaced by a pure, thick darkness.

At the same time, the cold energy within Wu You's body fluctuated suddenly.

"The dense, dark fog limited the range of my perception of the cool energy within my body!"

The thought flashed through Wu You's mind, and his hand had already gripped the hilt of his sword.

His pupils contracted slightly in the darkness, and the eight-colored crystal longsword sprang from its sheath, exploding with eight colors in the darkness.

Whatever it is—

Let's cut it down first.