Tang Jinchuan's gaze was fixed.

The figure in the air had robes fluttering, riding the wind.

His eyes seemed to flash like lightning.

In the next moment, it felt as if a sword shadow could be unleashed.

The other two men also saw the figure in mid-air.

They were so shocked they couldn't speak.

They couldn't fathom how, in this zombie-infested world, such an out-of-place character could appear.

But on second thought, with the zombie crisis already upon them, the appearance of a sword immortal didn't seem too far-fetched.

Chu Xuan stood atop the Heavenly Force Flying Sword, looking down.

With a slash in mid-air, a streak of blood shot out.

With a swoosh, the spider silk ropes were effortlessly severed like fragile paper.

The blood streak returned to his palm—it was the Blood Steel Wire.

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After easily cutting through the spider silk ropes, Chu Xuan was somewhat surprised.

The toughness of the spider silk was far beyond his expectations.

Such resilient spider silk might serve as a material for crafting.

This scene left Tang Jinchuan wide-eyed.

What the heck?

He had exhausted himself, burning two-thirds of his body fat, yet couldn't even make a dent in the spider silk ropes.

And this person severed them in an instant?

Who exactly was this person?

Chu Xuan struck again.

The Blood Steel Wire flashed like crimson lightning.

Bang, bang, bang!

In an instant, dozens of spider silk ropes were cut in half.

The warehouse echoed with the furious screech of the spider mother.

Spiders of all sizes surged from all directions like a tide.

Chu Xuan smiled faintly, "These little things think they can harm me?"

With a casual gesture, Little Dragon, Little Tiger, Little Leopard, and other Yin Corpses appeared.

They were refined using the Vajra Corpse Refining Method, their bodies covered in a layer of sturdy Bone Armor.

Receiving Chu Xuan's command, they charged into the swarm of spiders.

Like tigers among sheep.

Each Yin Corpse was a rampaging tank.

Wherever they went, spiders were smashed and torn apart, leaving behind shattered remains.

Chu Xuan walked straight toward the warehouse as if strolling leisurely.

Every spider in his path was smashed and torn apart by the Yin Corpses.

It seemed as if nothing in this world could stop his advance.

"My god, he can control zombies..."

The two men were dumbfounded, unable to believe what they were seeing.

Such power, such demeanor, was like that of a king!

Tang Jinchuan was equally astonished, his mouth agape, unable to recover for a long time.

With a soft thud, Chu Xuan stood unhurriedly before the warehouse door.

Hands behind his back, he stood quietly.

Little Dragon and Little Tiger punched the spiders around them, then stomped the ground and rushed to Chu Xuan's side.

They punched the sturdy iron door of the warehouse with force!

Bang, bang, bang!

Their fists fell like raindrops.

The steel door quickly began to deform.

After three seconds, it could no longer withstand the pressure and was blasted open!

Sunlight streamed in.

Revealing the scene inside the warehouse to everyone.

Inside was a world of pure white.

Walls, ceiling, floor, buses—everything was covered in dense, resilient spider silk.

At the center of the warehouse was a massive cocoon.

Inside was a bloated giant spider.

As large as a small room.

Its sharp fangs were longer than short knives.

At this moment, it was continuously producing spider eggs.

For some reason, these spider eggs were hatching at an incredibly fast rate.

One after another, palm-sized white spiders quickly emerged, swarming toward Chu Xuan.

"Foolish."

Chu Xuan softly uttered four words.

The spider silk produced by this mutated spider mother was quite good, considered top-grade spider silk accessible to Qi Refining stage cultivators.

But it was just good, nothing more.

Since it was so foolish as to fight to the death.

Chu Xuan would grant its wish.

Send it on its way!

Chu Xuan extended his right hand, letting it hang low.

In his palm, a green, eerie flame gathered into a ball.

The flame seemed capable of burning one's soul.

Tang Jinchuan and the other two watched from afar, feeling a chill in their hearts.

"He can control fire too?"

Tang Jinchuan was shocked.

Initially, he guessed this person's talent was controlling zombies.

But now, he realized this person could also control fire.

Can one person have two talents?

Tang Jinchuan scratched his head.

He had never seen such a thing.

In the blink of an eye, the Netherfire Bomb took shape.

Chu Xuan had honed this spell for a long time.

From initial accumulation to complete formation, the time could now be compressed to a single breath.

An adult breathes about twelve to twenty times per minute.

A single breath is three to four seconds.

Chu Xuan's expression remained calm as he hurled the Netherfire Bomb.

Little Dragon, Little Tiger, Little Leopard, and the other Yin Corpses quickly dodged.

If the Netherfire Bomb landed on them, it would burn for a long time, never extinguishing.

They didn't want to get caught by that thing.

The spider mother's eight compound eyes shrank suddenly, sensing the terror of the green fireball.

It screeched.

Immediately, a large number of spiders abandoned their attack, rushing toward the Netherfire Bomb.

However, the Netherfire Bomb was like a rolling boulder.

Any living being daring to block it would be crushed to dust!

The small spiders rushing forward were instantly reduced to ashes by the green flames.

The power of the Netherfire Bomb didn't diminish in the slightest.

Closer.

And closer!

The spider mother gave its all, letting out a heart-stopping screech.

Tang Jinchuan and the others were at least thirty meters away from the warehouse.

Yet hearing this sound felt like being struck in the head with a giant hammer.

The two men fainted on the spot.

Tang Jinchuan also saw stars, nearly passing out.

Before he completely lost consciousness, he only saw the spider mother's bloated body being engulfed by the green flames.

Then, he knew nothing more.

Chu Xuan stood in the warehouse, firmly planting a formation flag into the ground, setting it up.

This time, the formation he was setting up was called the "Yin Soul Snatching Formation," comprising the Qi Gathering Formation, Killing Intent Formation, and Soul Snatching Formation as the main components, along with several smaller formations.

Its area would be unprecedentedly vast.

The number of formation flags required was a full three hundred and sixty.

East Lake City Bus Company was one of the three hundred and sixty formation bases.

He hadn't expected to find a level-three mutated spider mother on this trip.

"These three spiritual energy cores, you can split them."

Chu Xuan casually tossed the spiritual energy cores to the Dragon, Tiger, and Leopard corpses.

Little Tiger quickly swallowed a core and then happily trotted over to Chu Xuan, presenting something.

Chu Xuan looked down and saw a piece of spider silk, surprisingly tough.

Touching it, he could feel a cool sensation.

Little Tiger gestured animatedly.

Chu Xuan nodded, "You dug this out from the fire? Interesting, spider silk that can withstand the Netherfire."

"Not bad, this Blood Pearl is yours."

He flicked a Blood Pearl over as a reward.

Little Tiger happily accepted it and sat aside to absorb it.

Chu Xuan stored the spider silk away.

This cool spider silk, resistant to high temperatures and flames, could serve as one of the materials for the Soul Reaping Chain.

In crafting the Soul Reaping Chain, only the main material, Yin Fiend Steel, was fixed, while the other six auxiliary materials could vary.

"Let's go to the next formation base."

Chu Xuan collected the Dragon, Tiger, Leopard, and other Yin Corpses, quickly heading to the next location.

Including this one, he had already planted three hundred formation flags out of three hundred and sixty.

The zombie tide was not far from East Lake City, so he needed to speed up.