Chapter 441: Chapter 441

After settling Mu Zian, Ding Fan then set off for the Immortal Residence outside the city.

With the corpse poison epidemic spreading, to thoroughly resolve this zombie crisis, it was necessary to eliminate the problem at its source. From various signs, Ding Fan was almost certain that Chen Qiang was the key figure behind the source of the corpse poison. Now, only by completely eliminating Chen Qiang could the problem of the corpse poison be fundamentally resolved.

Ding Fan found a map of Xingcheng and, following the directions, drove for more than an hour after leaving the city before arriving at a suburban area.

The scenery in this suburban area was quite nice. It was a small village with a dozen or so households, with the Immortal Residence located to the east of this small village.

Ding Fan parked his car at the entrance of the village.

After getting out of the car, Ding Fan fully activated his Divine Sense. He could clearly feel the deadness pervading the entire village. Under the exploration of his Divine Sense, he surprisingly found no people in the small village.

Ding Fan walked towards the Immortal Residence. In less than a ten-minute walk, he reached the east end of the small village.

The Immortal Residence was here.

Built against a hill, the Immortal Residence was a three-story white building in a European style, with a vine-covered pavilion in the courtyard.

But now, the vitality of the grapevines had been drained, and they were long dead.

No sooner had Ding Fan walked into the courtyard than a series of roaring noises came from inside the villa.

Boom... The walls of the villa were knocked down, and zombies kept rushing out.

Looking at the swarm of zombies pouring out, there were probably more than thirty in front and behind.

Zombies infected with corpse poison had reinforced flesh, and ordinary Wind Blades could hardly scratch these zombies. Even a Martial Artist at the peak of Earth Level would find it very tough to deal with thirty zombies at once.

Fortunately, Ding Fan had the Fire Blade.

After several confrontations with zombies, Ding Fan had figured out that only the Fire Blade could deal a definite lethal blow to the zombies.

Without any delay, Ding Fan raised his right hand and a whistling Fire Blade flew out.

Whoosh whoosh whoosh... The Fire Blade charged forward, instantly slashing the seven or eight leading zombies in half. Their corpses were thrown aside.

With one Fire Blade succeeding, Ding Fan did not pause and threw out two or three more Fire Blades. More than thirty zombies could hardly last three minutes before they were all cut down by Ding Fan's Fire Blade.

"Blaze Blade! I never expected it really was Blaze Blade!"

An ominous voice came from inside the villa, followed by a burly figure walking out of the villa.

The person who came out was none other than Chen Qiang.

Chen Qiang's face was grim as he sized up Ding Fan. "At the scene where the son of the Myriad Demon Sect's sect leader was slain, I found traces of the Fire Blade. Many thought I was spouting nonsense... Now, if I bring you back, those idiots at the headquarters should finally shut their mouths."

After Chen Qiang finished speaking, a strong aura suddenly erupted from him, blowing the surrounding sand and stones around.

Ding Fan naturally knew that Chen Qiang was flexing his strength. The other party wanted to completely suppress him with aura.

But how could Ding Fan be suppressed by the other party's aura? In the Cultivation World, what kind of experts and strong individuals had Ding Fan not seen? He was certainly not going to be intimidated by an Evil Cultivator.

Ding Fan stood with his hands behind his back, calm and composed, as if he was not facing a Zombie King who could command thousands of zombies.

"I killed Wu Fatian," said Ding Fan indifferently.

When Ding Fan had slain Wu Fatian, he had used the Fire Blade, and Chen Qiang had guessed that it was Ding Fan who had done the deed based on the traces of the Fire Blade. Therefore, there was no need for Ding Fan to hide this fact. Today's battle was a fight to the death, after all.

It was a matter of life or death!

"It really was you..." Chen Qiang's lips curled up slightly. "However, you are quite strong. I always thought it was Gao Xian from the illustrious mansions who slew Wu Fatian, not expecting it to be a young man barely over twenty... Your talent is one of the strongest I've ever seen. Don't say I didn't give you a chance. Sever your own channels now, and I might just spare your soul..."

"Hmph... You think too highly of yourself. If you want my life, then let's see if you have the ability," Ding Fan replied with a cold snort.

Chen Qiang, on hearing Ding Fan's words, laughed as if he had heard the funniest joke in the world, laughing outright.

"Boy, killing you is like squashing a bug. You think after killing Wu Fatian, you can look down on everyone?"

"The corpse poison in Xingcheng was all released by you, right?" Ding Fan did not pick up Chen Qiang's words and instead asked directly about the corpse poison in Xingcheng.

Chen Qiang paused, a bit unable to keep up with Ding Fan's somewhat disjointed thinking.

"Indeed, the Corpse Poison in Xingcheng is all my masterpiece. I plan to lead the Zombie Army to annihilate the entire Xingcheng!" Chen Qiang did not conceal his intentions, as he saw Ding Fan as a dead man walking. He saw no need to hide anything from such a person.

"Zombies fundamentally harm humanity. Aren't you afraid that the disciples of the Hidden Sects will rise up and attack you en masse?" Ding Fan said coldly.

"Rise up and attack me?" Chen Qiang scoffed with disdain. "In today's materialistic world, people have become selfish, including those from the Hidden Sects. They won't lift a finger until the zombies threaten their interests... But by the time they realize the threat of the zombies, my Zombie Army will have already been formed. Even if all the Sects in the world besiege me, what of it?"

Ding Fan frowned slightly. "I previously thought that releasing the Corpse Poison in Xingcheng was to avenge your disciple, the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch. Now it seems I was wrong."

Originally, Ding Fan had schemed to have the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch and Elder Jiuzhen from the Upper Xuan Sect kill each other, resulting in the Holy Monarch's death near Xingcheng. Upon learning that Chen Qiang was the Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch's master, Ding Fan guessed that Chen Qiang released the Corpse Poison in Xingcheng out of vengeance for the people of this land.

But now, upon hearing Chen Qiang's plans to build a Zombie Army, Ding Fan felt he had been mistaken.

"Myriad Ghosts Holy Monarch?" Chen Qiang snorted coldly. "What do I care about his life or death? He betrayed me and set up his own Sect. Even if someone else didn't kill him, I would have found him and killed him myself. He's not worthy of my revenge."

Chen Qiang continued, "I have been painstakingly researching the Ghost Path over the years. Recently, I finally managed to complete the section on zombies. Using ancient methods, I quickly concocted the Corpse Poison. The moment I succeeded in its creation, I knew that the empire destined to be mine was rising. I intend to dominate a region and take over a nation!"

Ding Fan's expression turned solemn. "Your ambition is too great, but alas, you don't have the capacity to fulfill it. In the end, you'll only burst from your own gluttony."

"Kid, I've really enjoyed chatting with you... But now, the time has come. I gave you a chance earlier, but you didn't take it, so don't blame me. Your soul is rich and will make a fine ghost pill!"

Upon saying this, Chen Qiang burst into a cruel, wild laughter.

Whoosh... Ding Fan immediately drew his Selfless Sword and, with a flick of his right hand, a Sword Qi violently swept across.

Chen Qiang was extremely powerful. Ding Fan couldn't probe his cultivation with his Divine Sense, so in this fight, Ding Fan could only give it his all!

The angle at which Ding Fan's Sword Qi was sent was tricky, and the force was not weak.

However, Chen Qiang was equally impressive. Before Ding Fan's Sword Qi could reach him, he flashed aside, dodging Ding Fan's strike.

Having taken the upper hand with one sword strike, Ding Fan refused to give his opponent a chance to counterattack. He pressed forward, unleashing his Thousand Cranes Sword.

The Thousand Cranes Sword technique was intricate. Coupled with Ding Fan's True Qi already being in the Refinement Realm, his fierce assault caught Chen Qiang somewhat off-guard.

Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...

Despite Chen Qiang's caution, Ding Fan's Selfless Sword still punctured two holes in Chen Qiang's shoulder.

"It seems I underestimated you a bit," Chen Qiang said, his expression turning grave as he looked at the pierced wounds.

From the beginning of his battle with Ding Fan, he had never taken him seriously, regarding him as nothing more than a green youth.

Yet this young man had managed to injure him, which greatly surprised Chen Qiang. Known for his unparalleled movement technique, there were very few in the world who could harm him, not to mention Ding Fan, who was barely over twenty.

At this point, Chen Qiang directly took out a White Bone Whip from the Bone Ring on his finger.

As soon as the White Bone Whip was unleashed, Ding Fan immediately felt an intense aura of death.

Peering with his Divine Sense, he discovered that the White Bone Whip was entwined with Soul Bodies. Ding Fan immediately understood that this whip was a Soul Device refined from souls.

"There are few who have forced me to use the Nine Souls White Bone Whip, and you're the first at your age to do so. You can die proud today," Chen Qiang declared.

"Cut the crap. It's not yet certain who will live and who will die," Ding Fan retorted coldly.

The other party was showing off their sense of superiority right from the start, which Ding Fan found most annoying. The source of this content ɪs 𝔫𝔬𝔳𝔢𝔩~𝔣𝔦𝔯𝔢~𝔫𝔢𝔱

"Then I'll flay you, let the zombies eat your flesh, refine your soul, and then I'll see how you can still be so sharp-tongued!"

Having said that, Chen Qiang lashed out with the White Bone Whip in his hand.

Whoosh... A strong gust enveloped the White Bone Whip as it flew straight towards Ding Fan.

At that moment, Ding Fan dared not be careless. He swiftly dodged to avoid the whip while it was still midair.

The Soul Bodies attached to the White Bone Whip were formidable, and being entangled by them would spell disaster.

If the Soul Bodies controlled his movements, he would be at the mercy of his foes!