Big Apple City

Big Apple City

Half a day later, Xiao Liang had already left the sect territory of the Ten Thousand Demon Cavern, but he had not gone far.

His true purpose was not to seek opportunities outside.

It was to avoid the sect's watchful eyes and take the chance to travel between worlds.

This corpse refinement would inevitably take quite some time, and once the zombie was finished, he would have no way to explain where its materials had come from.

If he remained within the sect, it would likely cause no small amount of trouble.

Before long, Xiao Liang arrived at a barren mountain nearby.

He found a natural cave and, after killing the mountain leopard inside, blocked the entrance with huge boulders.

Then he began his journey through worlds.

Xiao Liang closed his eyes. In an instant, his consciousness seemed to merge with the void, and countless bizarre scenes flashed through his mind, bringing a sheen of sweat to his brow.

Most of the images conveyed by those scenes were far from beautiful. Instead, they were all devastating sights with overwhelming visual impact.

The ones Xiao Liang could somewhat understand included storms sweeping across heaven and earth, tsunamis, erupting and roaring volcanoes, frozen seas, and more.

There were also many scenes beyond his comprehension, such as writhing tentacles blanketing the deep sea, planets like moldy oranges, enormous and sinister strange shadows, and so on.

Xiao Liang did not doubt that behind every illusory image lay a world on the brink of collapse or destruction.

Moreover, from the image of every world in his mind, he could sense an inexplicable pull.

As long as Xiao Liang was willing, even his physical body would be dragged over!

This was his ability to travel between worlds.

A moment later, an image in Xiao Liang's mind was fixed in place by his consciousness.

The image showed urban ruins beneath a blood-red sunset. Though human civilization's creations stood everywhere, the city was lifeless and utterly dead.

Even more horrifying were the groups of decayed, withered humanoid figures in the streets, their hollow, soulless eyes still wide open.

As though they were endlessly searching for fresh flesh and blood.

"This is the world!"

Once Xiao Liang confirmed it, a strange force of attraction immediately came from that world.

Xiao Liang, standing in a cave on the Sky Mist Continent, vanished like air without causing the slightest disturbance.

On the rooftop of a dust-covered modern office building, a man in fitted martial attire suddenly appeared three or four meters above the ground.

His clothing was distinctly ancient in style, completely out of place amid the surrounding architecture.

"Bleurgh!!!"

This person was Xiao Liang, who had traveled here. The moment he landed, he began vomiting violently and took quite a while to recover.

"Damn it, every trip feels like my whole body has been thrown into a washing machine!"

Xiao Liang grumbled irritably. He wiped the filth from the corner of his mouth, gazed nostalgically at the familiar modern buildings around him, then surveyed the terrain from above.

"This time, I got lucky. I wasn't dropped into some uninhabited mountain range or desert. I landed right in a city, which saves me the trouble of traveling!"

Xiao Liang nodded in satisfaction. When he traveled here, he could only ensure that he appeared in this world and that there was no immediate danger nearby. As for the exact landing point, that was beyond his control.

The last time he had tentatively descended into this world, he had appeared in some desert town, not this sprawling metropolis.

"Big... Apple City? That is probably what it translates to. Is that this city's name? So it really is a parallel world. There was never a city like this on Blue Star in my previous life!"

With his vision enhanced by spiritual power, Xiao Liang quickly spotted writing on a large billboard in the distance. It resembled the languages of Western countries from Blue Star in his previous life.

However, he had not come here for archaeology. What this place was called did not matter. Whether it had the materials he needed was what mattered.

Xiao Liang gathered his breath and lightened his body, leaping down from the not-too-tall office building. With a sweep of his hand over his storage pouch, he threw out a huge mass of demonic beast flesh, then casually lashed it apart in midair with a streak of spiritual power.

Shattered flesh mixed with blood scattered across the street in a huge mass, as though a localized rain of blood had fallen.

"Roar!!!"

Xiao Liang's actions were like tossing a massive firecracker into a dead volcano. In an instant, chilling corpse roars rang out one after another through the lifeless streets.

Zombies emerged in groups of three or five from underground parking garages, sewer manholes, and wrecked cars, crazily pouncing toward the pavement covered in flesh and blood.

One or two zombies that did not know their place even whimpered as they ran toward Xiao Liang. He picked up several stones and flicked them out, blowing apart their heads. They collapsed to the ground at once and stopped moving.

"Ah, this would be textbook prodigal behavior in the Ten Thousand Demon Cavern. Perfectly good corpse materials—naturally formed living corpses, at that. Each one would be worth at least a dozen spirit stones, and demand would exceed supply, yet I just killed them."

"Sure enough, the same corpse can have entirely different fates. In this Resident Evil world, these things are the one thing in endless supply!"

Xiao Liang shook his head. On the Sky Mist Continent, living corpses referred to old corpses steeped in yin energy over many years, capable of moving on their own and harming people. They were excellent materials.

"Oh? Demonic beast flesh is rich in spiritual energy and baleful energy. As expected, it works on zombies too. And the effect seems unbelievably good—their mutation speed is extremely fast!"

After observing for a while, Xiao Liang discovered in surprise that after some zombies licked the demonic beast flesh and blood on the ground, their shriveled bodies visibly began to fill out.

Snake-like scales began growing over some zombies' bodies. Some even mutated a third arm or a second head.

Their presence and ferocity had clearly increased severalfold.

This world had been destroyed because of an ancient virus that mutated with extreme ease. Yet nourished by demonic beast flesh from the Sky Mist Continent, these virus-infected people seemed to be undergoing some extraordinarily complex changes.

"Changes are good. A zombie's quality is like a cultivator's spiritual root aptitude—the gap between the upper and lower limits is enormous. Maybe I can raise a zombie with astonishing talent!"

A flash of wild joy crossed Xiao Liang's normally calm face.

He licked his dry lips and decided to go big.

Over the next half day, he carefully surveyed the distribution of Big Apple City's districts.

The attraction of this demonic beast flesh was astonishingly strong. Whenever he took some out, it could lure over the zombies from more than half a city block.

Using this trait, Xiao Liang lured out the zombies from every densely populated district with small amounts of flesh and blood.

He gathered all of them in the place he had chosen for raising gu—the stadium of Big Apple City!

It was a gigantic open-air structure capable of holding three hundred thousand people.

Its overall shape resembled a birdcage, with eight large entrances and exits.

Relying on his cultivation and his lack of fear toward these zombies, Xiao Liang spent a full three days stuffing no fewer than a hundred thousand zombies into the stadium.

After sealing the gates at the entrances and exits, Xiao Liang climbed onto the stadium's enormous steel framework. He looked down at the densely packed horde of zombies below.

He actually felt a little dizzy. Although he had orchestrated all of this, directly facing such a horrifying apocalyptic sight still made him somewhat uncomfortable.

"Even a Golden Core patriarch of the Ten Thousand Demon Cavern probably could not cause such a commotion refining corpses. The cultivators of the righteous path would definitely come knocking, claiming to eliminate demons and defend the Dao."

"But I'm not doing anything bad. In a sense, this could even be called delivering their souls, so they do not remain trapped in these muddled bodies after death and continue committing slaughter!"

Xiao Liang muttered a few words, and his heart suddenly felt much lighter. He first took out several large barrels of demonic beast blood and nearly a thousand pounds of flesh, placing them atop the steel framework.

Speaking of which, if he had not seized two storage pouches from Qi Yunkai and Qi Meng to bring these supplies over, he nearly would not have had enough space.

After he took out the demonic beast flesh and blood, the zombie horde below had already begun to stir.

But because Xiao Liang stood high on the steel framework, they had no way to reach him for the moment.

"Don't be so impatient. There are still some good things I haven't added yet!"

Xiao Liang took out a large cloth bundle. Inside were those strange, dull-colored discarded pills. Without hesitation, he poured them into the several barrels of beast blood.

Then he used an iron rod to stir the mixture vigorously, hoping to dissolve them as quickly as possible.

A moment later, Xiao Liang, drenched in sweat, looked at the iron rod in his hand, which had been corroded into a mottled mess of colors. Then he looked at the barrels of beast blood bubbling away.

Xiao Liang felt a wave of unease, and for once, a trace of hesitation arose within him.

"Are these barrels a little too extreme? The baleful energy and spiritual energy in the beast blood, the immense medicinal power and pill toxins in the discarded pills, then feeding them to these infected zombies that mutate so easily..."