Chapter 509 Clearing the Field

Slay!

Quiet as a maiden, swift as a bolting rabbit.

Lu Ye moved like lightning, his stone sword cleaving viciously toward the black-haired zombie.

"Ding!"

A metallic clang resounded.

Sparks erupted as the black-haired zombie's claws blocked Lu Ye.

The stone sword drove down with crushing force.

The black-haired zombie reeled back, and Lu Ye snapped a kick.

"Boom!"

The magically fortified city wall cratered under the impact from the black-haired zombie.

But the black-haired zombie, unfeeling and fearless, unleashed a black claw-arc that instantly split the air.

Lu Ye lunged, sword aloft, his supreme sword intent erupting.

"Boom! Boom! Boom!"

The claw’s energy shattered, and the stone sword speared deep into the zombie's chest, pinning the black-haired zombie and plowing through half the city.

Cultivators swarmed in.

The black-haired zombie's strength was at the Broken Realm level, and Lu Ye could handle a Broken Realm foe easily.

True, some in that group were Broken Realm cultivators, but if a real fight broke out, they’d be no match for this black-haired zombie.

Their power was heavily suppressed.

In the Ancient Zombie Land, a Broken Realm expert might only muster 60% of their strength.

The weaker you were, the harder the suppression bit.

As for whether a Great Dao Realm cultivator could unleash even 70% of their strength—that remained doubtful.

"Ding! Analysis complete. To exterminate the zombie, its bodily laws must be destroyed!"

Lu Ye’s eyes flickered with gold, exposing the zombie’s body, tangled in a net of laws.

His earlier sword strike had split it in half by severing those laws.

But now, this strike to the chest did little.

The black-haired zombie gripped the stone sword while its other claw lashed out.

Lu Ye's arm radiated light as he punched forward.

"Boom!"

Under this punch, half of the Broken Realm black-haired zombie's body was shattered.

The Sword Light flashed back—then came a cleaving strike!

"Kaboom!"

The laws governing the Black-Haired Zombie shattered entirely.

To Lu Ye, the shattered laws dissolved, turning into faint white mist that merged into the sky-choking fog.

A thought struck him.

The Celestial Zombies, in life, were Celestial Lords with immensely powerful physiques.

They’d cultivated the Great Dao of Immortality. Even though their Dao had warped, judging by the zombie's physical strength, it was undoubtedly far superior to his own.

Could he absorb these fragmented laws drifting between heaven and earth?

Killing monsters wasn't just for loot—it was also about gaining experience. But stealing from a Celestial Zombie’s grasp was an extremely difficult task.

Yet, Lu Ye had a way!

"System, start calculating how to capture and refine the laws released by the Celestial Zombies!"

What exactly were laws? And the Great Dao?

From an individual's perspective, the Great Dao was something cultivated by a person, theirs alone.

Laws were just rogue fragments of the Great Dao that had been actively or passively discarded by a powerful being, no longer under their control.

Had the Celestial Zombies awakened and taken control of the white fog swamping the ancient land, that would be their Great Dao. But since they hadn't awakened, this mist remained as laws.

Similarly, the Great Sage of the Nine Heavens might have perished or gone elsewhere, leaving his Great Dao masterless—thus, it became laws.

If one day, the Great Sage of the Nine Heavens returned and reclaimed these laws, they would once again become his Great Dao.

"Ding! Calculating now!"

An Yuaner stared, awed but clueless.

As Lu Ye began his serious work, Shen Xitong no longer lingered in reality, morphing into a streak of light that merged into Lu Ye's body.

"Hey sis, wait up!"

Little Providence followed closely behind.

An Yuaner...

Someday, she’d come and go from Lu Ye’s body as she pleased.

After Lu Ye killed the Black-Haired Zombie, a flood of scavengers rushed in, immediately searching for resources in the city.

Lu Ye’s eyebrow twitched.

A storm of Sword Light screamed toward them.

"Clang! Clang! Clang!"

The clash of steel rang out, sending them flying, blood spraying from their mouths.

"This territory’s mine. You’ve got three seconds to clear out—all of you!"

The crowd erupted in anger.

But Lu Ye's earlier Sword Light was no trifling matter.

"*Three!*"

"Care to give your name?"

A man demanded, his face twisted in malice.

Lu Ye swung his sword, and the questioner was split in two.

"Lu Hao!"

Many glared in resentment.

Though it was only a small city, it still held abundant resources. They had been fighting here for a while when suddenly a formidable fighter appeared out of nowhere.

He had dispatched the Broken Realm zombie with terrifying ease.

"*Two!*"

"Fall back!"

Lu Hao? Very well, we’ll remember that name.

The group quickly withdrew.

Lu Ye gave his stone sword a flick, sending Sword Light soaring into the sky, instantly forming a sword formation. The bone-chilling sword energy enveloped the city.

"*One!*"

A storm of Sword Light rained down.

"*BOOM!*"

The Sword Light pulverized countless zombies in the city. Those who had been foolhardy enough to remain were obliterated along with them.

The entire city was razed by the Sword Light.

Only then did Lu Ye begin claiming his rewards—timeworn spatial rings fell into his hands, and various treasuries were opened and claimed.

Lu Ye was clear about his purpose here: to seek resources.

All else was secondary.

This wasn’t tyranny—if Lu Ye hadn’t cleared the area, these people would have fought over the treasures, leading to countless casualties.

So, Lu Ye’s clearing was purely a mercy—his own brand of mercy!

As for why he didn’t kill these people?

Because they were too clever. Many cultivators who came to such ancient lands like the Heavenly Zombie Ancient Land to seek opportunities would hide their treasures elsewhere beforehand.

This was a habit of cultivators from the outer realms.

If they carried no treasures, killing them would gain you nothing but spent True Essence.

It was the weak’s survival strategy.

Lu Ye quickly looted every treasure in the city.

Not yet prepared to leave, a terrifying staff's shadow tore through the air, causing the white mist to churn violently.

He'd failed to sense it coming?

Lu Ye's danger instincts flared. He gripped the stone sword two-handed, bellowed, and hewed viciously at the incoming staff's shadow.

"Boom!"

Lu Ye felt the opponent’s power, as if the whole damn sky was collapsing upon him.

The collision between his Primordial Qi and the opponent’s True Essence was like a bullet striking a mountain—though the bullet could pierce into the mountain, it couldn’t stop the mountain from toppling over.

Lu Ye was catapulted backward, his body feeling as if it had been shattered.

Blood erupted from every pore.

Without hesitation, he activated the Heavenly Demon Bloodmorph Dash.

The bloody light even turned into white mist at this moment, merging seamlessly with the mist before vanishing completely.

A young man wielding a golden rod appeared, his eyes widened in shock.

What?

His fully charged strike hadn’t killed a mere Void Realm cultivator?

Was this some kind of joke?

He was Great Dao Realm, damn it!

And he escaped that easily?