n, with a sharp look on his face. I wonder what he wants to talk to me about."Respected guest, I heard that you are the wife of the Wuzhang Lord's master, which makes you our elder...I would like to a...“Yes, yes, yes, of course we know it’s spellcasting… You kid, your cultivation level is still a bit shallow. Look at me, lifting weights as if they were nothing, chatting and laughing easily, being ahead of the times, moving gracefully, with super-fast reflexes… Oh my god! How come there’s a corpse here!” My brother was startled when he saw the dead body of the monk.

Lifting weights as if they were light Chatting and laughing freely

I looked at him somewhat helplessly. This fellow was really a scoundrel!

“He’s not very skilled, he was ambushed by the Corpse Swamp just now… I have a feeling the Corpse Demon is really hungry, constantly looking for food…” I said with a frown.

If you only want to kill upright people, then just killing them is enough. Why bother with taking the bodies away and gutting them

My brother also frowned and said, "Could it be that the Corpse Demon is still young It needs to grow up fast"

"... Maybe eating these wizards, the corpse demon's power could even increase" I guessed randomly.

A fierce gust of wind blew our eyes shut. My brother retrieved his backpack and handed me his sunglasses. This gust was brought by Jiang Qiyun's sword edge.

A white beam of light pierced through the black night.

In the night sky, clouds drifted and scattered, and the originally hazy moonlight became as clear as water.

"Quick, borrow some Qi!" I reminded my brother.

Recite the Incantation of Conquering Moonlight and chant the Taia Yin incantation. Borrow Qi to temporarily protect oneself and dispel surrounding evil spirits.

Jiang Qiyun was the same. He pinched his fingers and borrowed Qi, his sword shattering stone and splitting earth, dividing the entire stone chamber in two.

With smoke billowing all around, he leaped backward, standing tall upon the ghastly threshold of the Underworld.

Following the wind, stepping on ethereal dust.

The bright moonlight bathed him in a dazzling halo.

His divine duty required him to abide by the laws governing the mortal world and refrain from interfering too much in human affairs, so he always wore an aloof and compassionate expression towards all beings.

He held his sword tip lightly, looking down at the black cave on the ground.

The corpse demon appeared again and again, provoking his majesty.

"Drag it out, I want to see how much it can come up with!" His cold voice echoed.

As his words fell, a gigantic translucent figure appeared behind him, identical to the one that had destroyed the village of the Necromancer Corps.

The black and white impermanence also grew in size, this is their dharma form.

The chain dragged the swollen hand outward, little by little.

Inside, a tremendous force was struggling against each other. From a piece of black wood, a hand burst out, looking incredibly incongruous.

This hand, the flesh swollen and puffy like a waterlogged corpse, was riddled with gaping holes, oozing black pus.

From last time's tongue to this time's palm, this corpse demon's body size is like a small mountain.

Such a clash of gods and demons, we can only hide far away.

Master Huiqing looked at his junior uncle's corpse, feeling unbearable pain and wanting to drag the body back.

"Don't be stupid! He's dead! Just hold onto your master!" my brother growled at him.

Now is not the time for rash action, although I understand his compassion. Charging in would surely get us caught up in that volatile energy.

Jiang Qiyun slashed down with his sword, cleaving the tiger's paw at the wrist.

He frowned, seeming quite displeased.

The Corpse Demon's skin was rough and thick beyond his imagination, and the black flesh beneath would quickly knit together. Unless he found its vital point or burned it completely, a mortal strike wouldn't be dealt to the Corpse Demon.

"Shall we send the old monk away first We're in his way here, and that corpse demon obviously doesn't want to come out." My brother frowned. "I see the chains are about to break..."

I nodded and followed him out of the battle center. Looking back, Jiang Qiyun summoned Liu Ding Li Jia, silver light flashed from his sleeve, dragging out a small arm of the corpse demon. That severed arm flailed wildly, causing the chains to clang...

We dashed in through the back gate, trying to get the old monk back to his meditation chamber. As we reached the corridor, we suddenly froze!

The entire corridor, atrium, side hall... were all swamps of corpses!

Many monks have already fallen victim! A monk's body is being dragged into the Corpse Mire.

Hu Qing was startled, and suddenly a Buddhist chant and the sound of a bell echoed through the night temple.

A ragged monk stood opposite, saying, “Come closer!”

They were those itinerant monks.

They are truly masters of profound cultivation!

We rushed toward him immediately. My brother was pulling me along, when suddenly a hand grabbed my ankle, and he almost tripped over me!

This hand was torn and bloody, with white bones visible. It gripped my ankle so tightly, its knuckles locked onto the bone above my ankle. I pulled hard a few times, but it wouldn't budge.

My brother immediately drew his Qiankun sword, ready to chop off that disgusting hand!

In the sea of black corpses, a head bobbed up and down, seemingly connected to the body clutched by this hand.

The skull, forehead, eyebrows, bridge of the nose… little by little they appeared. My brother and I were both stunned.

Who is this....

How come, how come I feel so familiar!

My brother's sword froze mid-strike, he too wanted to see who it was.

He grabbed my arm, reaching from behind to pull me back with all his might, trying to drag this corpse out of the swamp.

I roared in pain, "Mu Yunfan, are you using me as a rope!"

"You pull hard too!" he said sternly, "Don't you want to find out!"

I gritted my teeth and strained, our combined strength just barely able to match theirs.

The wandering monk shouted anxiously, "What are you still dawdling about! Quickly retreat to the main hall! The main hall is temporarily safe!"

We want to hurry too! But something is weighing us down.

My brother got angry and kicked hard at that ripped arm, with such force that the head beneath the swamp water rose again a little.

One side of his face was completely mangled, his eyeball hanging out, but the other half remained perfectly intact.

This face once radiated vigor and humility.

Li Si.

It's Si Tu Lin!!

My brother was furious, shouting: "Damn it! What the hell is going on! Why is it Situ Lin! How did he become like this!"

I was amazed!

Isn't he cunning Isn't he ruthless Didn't he escape from the stone chamber of the Corpse King!

How did I suddenly become a corpse in this zombie wasteland!

No, no...

This is not a corpse! This is not a corpse!

I cried out, "Brother! Quickly chop!"

My brother drew his sword and with the power of the Heaven Earth Sword, he cleaved off my hand.

I didn't have time to pull the limbs off. I grabbed my brother and ran towards the wandering monk.

This is not a corpse!

He still had a head "growing" on his shoulders! And this hand was also "growing" from his chest!

He was refined!

In the mire, his upper body bobbed up and down. Half of his face was blown to pieces, the other half intact, looking incredibly eerie and terrifying! His body was also covered in mangled limbs and flesh.

“Xiao Qiao, what on earth is going on!” As soon as we ran into the main hall, my brother shouted excitedly, “Our enemy wasn't Situ Lin, was he! Why has he become a corpse! Who is controlling all of this now— ” drawing samples and sending them out with paper. Once that's done, I'm free to go. I'll take Mu Wanchen hiking and pay respects at the ancestral tomb of the Miao Kings.The mountains were towering an...