The Demonic Cultivator In Zombie World
Chapter 405: The Yellow Spring True Master!

Sima Zhen smiled, "That fellow daoist Chu probably thinks True Master Yin still has some hidden cards up his sleeve. Following True Master Yin seems like a more secure choice."

Shang Xingchen initially nodded in agreement, but after a moment of thought, he shook his head.

"No, he's trying to kill True Master Yin."

Upon hearing this, Sima Zhen was taken aback. After all, True Master Yin was a Deity Transformation-level True Master. How could Chu Xuan possibly kill him?

His mind raced, and it didn't take long for him to react. He looked at Shang Xingchen, muttering, "Use the situation to kill him?!"

Shang Xingchen nodded calmly. "We shall see."

At that moment, a Yellow Spring Island cultivator hurriedly approached them.

"Fellow Daoists Shang and Sima, please follow me. The Island Master wishes to see you."

The two quickly made their way to the ship's cabin, where they met the Island Master of Yellow Spring Island. He was a tall middle-aged cultivator, his demeanor elegant and gentle, exuding an air of humility and politeness. This was Yellow Spring Island's leader, Bai Tianhe.

Bai Tianhe smiled warmly at Shang Xingchen. He raised his hands in a grand gesture.

"Nether Dao Sect Deity Transformation cultivator Bai Tianhe, meets the Second Young Master!"

Shang Xingchen quickly helped Bai Tianhe to his feet. "True Master, you're too kind. The Nether Dao Sect has long since fallen. Had it not been for the assistance of the esteemed cultivators of Yellow Spring Island, how could I have escaped True Master Yin's clutches? From now on, Master need not call me 'Young Master,' for I should be the one addressing you as 'True Master.'"

He bowed respectfully. "Shang Xingchen, meets Yellow Spring True Master!"

A look of satisfaction flashed in Bai Tianhe's eyes. After Shang Xingchen completed his bow, Bai Tianhe hurriedly helped him back up.

"Good, good, good! With a talented cultivator like Xingchen, Yellow Spring Island's strength grows once again!"

Shang Xingchen quickly added, "This is my companion, Sima Zhen. His grandfather, Senior Sima Yi, was once a Deity Transformation Elder in the Nether Dao Sect. Master should remember him."

Bai Tianhe then turned to Sima Zhen, nodding repeatedly. "When Nether Dao Sect fell, I was still only a Nascent Soul cultivator. I had the honor of witnessing Senior Sima's imposing presence."

Sima Zhen cupped his hands in a respectful gesture. "Thank you, True Master, for helping me out of my predicament."

Bai Tianhe smiled and nodded. "You should still have some of the poison from that old demon Yin in your system. I have a method to neutralize it. Let me take care of it for you."

At that moment, the cultivator who had previously approached hurried back.

"True Master, the remaining remnants of Nine Yin Island are attempting to escape. Should we pursue them?"

Bai Tianhe nodded. "Pursue them. That old demon Yin must have some hidden trump cards. Let's force him to reveal them. By forcing out one of his hidden cards today, dealing with him in the future will be much simpler."

"Understood!" The cultivator bowed respectfully before hurrying off.

The two fleets from Nine Yin Island and Yellow Spring Island, one in front and the other trailing behind, steadily approached the Starshatter Sea.

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The Yellow Spring ships, including the Yellow Spring flagship, constantly fired Spiritual Qi beams, pounding at their targets. In contrast, the Nine Yin fleet, struggling to defend itself, began to slow down more and more. Forced to activate the Black Mirror Formation once again, they barely managed to hold their ground. But when the Black Mirror formation was shattered by another barrage, they had no further means of defense left.

"Has this old demon Yin really run out of tricks?" Bai Tianhe muttered to himself.

With a sharp voice, he issued an order, "Send my command—initiate the boarding attack!"

"Yes!" The Yellow Spring cultivators were full of enthusiasm, their spirits lifted as they prepared for battle.

When the two fleets collided once more, a large number of Yellow Spring cultivators leapt onto the Flowing Wind ship and the other two large ships. Led by Nascent Soul cultivators, their assault was almost unopposed. After all, the remaining cultivators on those ships were either Golden Core or Foundation Establishment experts.

The massacre went smoothly, and the Yellow Spring cultivators were a little astonished at how easily they overwhelmed their opponents. But what about the three leaders?

The Yellow Spring cultivators immediately sent a message through their communication jade to Bai Tianhe. Bai Tianhe's brows twitched violently. A terrifying thought suddenly took root in his mind.

"Could it be... is True Master Yin really willing to self-destruct his ships? Those are the foundation he's built up over centuries!"

After a moment of consideration, Bai Tianhe realized that True Master Yin was indeed the type of ruthless person who would do such a thing.

He immediately shouted, "Withdraw the ships from Nine Yin Island, NOW!"

A sense of unease rose among the Yellow Spring cultivators as they hastily retreated.

On the deck of the Nine Yin flagship, True Master Yin, holding the formation disk, looked coldly at the Yellow Spring cultivators, sneering to himself. With a sudden press of his hand, the formation disk emitted a silent, invisible wave.

Boom!

A series of deep explosions erupted from within the three Yellow Spring ships. The blasts grew louder and louder, echoing in the ears of every Yellow Spring cultivator. Panic surged through them as they scrambled to return to their ships, but it was too late.

The three ships, including Flowing Wind, suddenly detonated in a horrifying explosion of fireballs that engulfed all of their passengers.

Pei Yuankui and Ge Rong's faces were grim with shock. Even Chu Xuan's expression faltered, his brow furrowing as the true nature of the situation sank in. True Master Yin had already planted self-detonation formations on these ships! It turned out they had been sitting on a ticking time bomb this whole time.

However, such a drastic measure was clearly a last resort. A ship of this caliber, a Falcon-class vessel, was a considerable asset to any of the four great factions—Nine Yin Island, Yellow Spring Island, White Bone Island, and Black Wind Island. Only when cornered would True Master Yin be forced to destroy such a valuable treasure.

Aboard the Yellow Spring flagship, Bai Tianhe clenched his fists, his face pale with fury. The majority of their forces were in shock. At least one-third of the Yellow Spring Island cultivators had perished in the explosion. This was after Bai Tianhe had instinctively held back, not ordering a full assault. Had he acted recklessly, their losses might have been far greater.

Everyone had known that True Master Yin had a backup plan, but no one had expected him to act so decisively and ruthlessly.

"Retreat. Return to Yellow Spring Island," Bai Tianhe finally ordered after a long silence.

Standing quietly to one side, Shang Xingchen had observed the entire sequence of events, his expression unreadable. He had anticipated what True Master Yin's backup plan was, but he said nothing. It was evident that Bai Tianhe no longer saw him as a member of Nether Dao Sect.

The once-revered Second Young Master of the sect was treated with a distant, almost dismissive attitude. Bai Tianhe had intentionally waited for Shang Xingchen to perform the ceremonial bow before helping him up.

"Ultimately, not one of us is truly on the same side," Shang Xingchen mused to himself with a faint sigh. He began to ponder his next steps, his brow furrowed in thought.

True Master Yin stood on the deck, his cold eyes scanning the distant horizon. With a sneer, he muttered, "To dare pursue me—there will be a heavy price to pay." He was calm, confident, as though this was merely another victory for him in a long string of them.

"We are heading back! The explosion of three ships is nothing to worry about. As long as we still have the 'mountain,' we need not fear running out of firewood." He smiled coldly. "As long as we are alive, we will gain more ships."

The three men, including Chu Xuan, nodded respectfully, acknowledging his wisdom.

"Indeed, True Master is correct."

Several days later, the Nine Yin flagship, Nine Yin, finally emerged unscathed from the tumultuous battles. They had navigated their way past the dangers, entering a new, unfamiliar region of space.

Unlike the clear boundary between the Starry Sky and the Three Thousand Weak Waters, the boundary of the Starshatter Sea was far more ambiguous. However, these large ships, especially those from Nine Yin Island, were capable of seamlessly transitioning between the Starry Sky and the Weak Waters.

Throughout the journey, Chu Xuan had not felt anything out of the ordinary. The Nine Yin ship moved with a fluid grace, as though effortlessly gliding into the Starshatter Sea, its destination now clear before them.