Chapter 839: The Master Has a Man
he source of his transformation into a corpse puppet, yet offering it also presents unimaginable consequences for him.the burden of .The most obvious signs are his stiff posture and the changes in his...A terrifying silence rose from his heart. Although it was just a severed hand, when Lu Ye gazed at it, he felt as if he were seeing a glimpse of its owner through it.
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That was an existence he couldn't match at this moment, a power that even the great cultivators of the Divine Sea Realm looked up to in awe.
< < His spirit was suddenly struck by a huge shock. If it weren't for Lu Ye's strong will, he would have lost his fighting spirit in an instant.
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No more hesitation! Focus your mind, channel all your spiritual energy into the long sword in your hand, and strike with a single blow!
For a long time, the cultivators of the Wushuang Continent have been puzzled by why such a unique race as the Corpse Race would appear in this world.
No one knows the reason, but everything has a source. Before the heavens changed, there was no such thing as the Corpse Race on the Wushuang Continent.
Now the cultivators of the Wushuang Continent only know one thing: the Corpse Demon is the original member of the Corpse Clan!
He was once an ordinary disciple of the Huntian Sacred Hall. As a human, he didn't have any particularly dazzling achievements, nor was his cultivation very high. However, after the Heavenly Change, he became a member of the Corpse Clan and subsequently spread the Corpse Disaster from the Huntian Sacred Hall to the Wushuang Continent, resulting in the current predicament where humans are struggling.
Before Lu Ye and Pang Huanyin arrived at Mount Sumeru with Xiao Lao, they had discussed many things, including why the Corpse Fiend transformed into the Corpse Clan. The reasons behind its transformation and how it happened are unknown and perhaps only the Corpse Fiend himself knows for sure.
But at this very moment, when Lu Ye saw this severed palm, a sudden realization dawned on him.
This severed palm is the last trump card of the Golden Corpse King. It may also be the root of the Golden Corpse King's transformation into a corpse clan.
Even the Golden Corpse King wouldn't dare to easily summon
This severed hand, the source of his transformation into a corpse puppet, yet offering it also presents unimaginable consequences for him.
the burden of .
The most obvious signs are his stiff posture and the changes in his fine fur.
If it weren't for Lu Ye pushing him to the brink this time, he would never have acted so rashly.
"Stop it!
The King of the Golden Corpse roared in anger, channeling his power into the severed palm. But instead of pouring it in, it was more like being devoured.
Because in that brief instant, his already withered frame grew even more gaunt as a stick.
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Deep down, it feels like there's a giant hand
working behind the scenes.
With a flick of the Golden Corpse King's wrist, the power descended from the heavens above.
The leaves of the tree rustled as if they were burdened by a mountain. Every bone in his body creaked and groaned.
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Just before the King of Golden Corpses made his move, the mountain-splitting blade in his hand had already been thrust forward.
The King of Golden Corpse's expression froze. He seemed stunned for a moment.
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The first style of the Overlord's Sword, Starry Night!
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From afar, Lan Ziyi saw someone busy over there. Could it be... Xuanwu
In her vision, the two teammates in the distance now seemed to be protected by a Xuanwu sacred beast formed from qi and spiritual energy.
The final blow from the Golden Corpse King arrived as scheduled.
Under the overwhelming might of the colossal palm print, the Giant Armored One's expression instantly twisted into one of agony. Its power surged even wilder, and the Xuanwu Sacred Beast, renowned for its defense, seemed to buckle under this onslaught. Its body shattered like broken glass, riddled with fissures.
It's not that the sacred beast is weak, but rather that the cultivator's cultivation level is too low to fully display the power of this technique.
In the blink of an eye, the holy beast's form began to shatter. If this were true, then not only would he be in danger, but Lu Ye, who was under his protection, would also face untold consequences.
The gigantic beast suddenly opened its mouth and spat out a round object, like a demon pill.
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It was just the obsession in his heart that kept him going.
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The head rolled to the side, eyes wide open in death, unseeing. The headless body slumped straight down.
In the ruins, Lu Ye spoke. "I have someone, you have a fart!" Let me know if you need anything else translated!
Lan Ziyi almost laughed when she heard this from afar. The person is already dead, what are you saying!
But he was always so taciturn. When facing a strong enemy, Lu Ye wouldn't say much of anything. If there was something to be said, it could wait until after the enemy had been defeated.
The source of the unprecedented chaos and devastation that plagued the continent was eradicated, but the eerie severed hand remained.
The Golden Corpse King used the severed palm to unleash a powerful killing move, but at this moment, looking around, the severed palm seemed to have no change.
Lü Yè cautiously glanced around, not stepping forward to investigate. He had seen the last changes of the Golden Corpse King, and this thing didn't seem like anything good. He needed to think carefully about how to handle it.
He turned his head to glance at the giant mecha beside him, still in a large letter "W" shape within the ruined city. Its surface skin was even more cracked with fine fissures.
Although the secret technique he used in the end was powerful and offered strong protection, it wasn't without a cost. His demonic core's power was consumed immensely, not to mention that his injuries were worse than Lu Ye's.
It's serious, but his ankle is strong. He just needs to be careful about his life-threatening injuries.
Li f's expression shifted into a cheeky grin. Lu instantly beamed with joy.
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Since the time of Emperor Nan— a year that witnessed two powerful military campaigns and fierce battles at Lingxi, this experience left an indelible mark on Lu Ye. He accompanied his mentor throughout these arduous years, forging their bond through countless battles.
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Lan Ziyi couldn't help rolling her eyes. A person beside her, Duan Zhang, spoke up, "How do we..."
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Lü Yè is currently investigating their battlefield imprint here.
The military exploits gained from slaying the Golden Corpse King were unimaginably vast.mes erupted in a frenzy, exploding with a thunderous roar!The immense explosive power sent Lu Ye stumbling, his appearance disheveled. When the flames dissipated, a barrage of shadows mixed with vario...