Xiao Chen saw that Su Lianyue's expression was getting more terrible, so he immediately said, "You must stop talking nonsense! Predecessor Mo Xuan is one of the Jade Qing Seven. He's an honorable man, so don't spout nonsense!"
Su Lianyue was startled by his serious expression, but immediately recovered, and she said jokingly, "I was just saying it casually, why are you so nervous? Or did you think of what I was thinking as well?"
Xiao Chen's eyebrows were locked tightly, and he remained silent. His impression of Moxuan Zi was carefree and graceful. Even when he refused to be his student in front of so many people, he just passed it off with a smile, and he was gentle. If it was someone like Yuheng Zi, he would have been displeased.
But now, Moxuan Zi suddenly appeared in the Corpse Refinery Sect and used Shen Qing as his identity. From the perspective of ordinary people, it is natural to think that Moxuan Zi had sneaked into the Corpse Refin
Already stunned, Su Lianyue stared at the characters on the stone wall. Xiao Chen frowned a little. These words were not these ancient characters in common use. Instead, they looked more likely the deformed modern characters. Thus, Su Lianyue could understand them. But somehow, Xiao Chen always felt that these words were very strange. He just read a few lines after he came in. But the Mystic Diabolic Enchantment in his mind was on the verge of activating itself autonomously. "It is a Devilish Skill!" Xiao Chen was suddenly enlightened. Quickly, he warned, "Don't read it! The words on the wall can bewitch your mind!" However, Su Lianyue seemed to be intoxicated with these characters and was unable to pull herself away. Upon hearing Xiao Chen's words, she felt even happier in her heart and exclaimed excitedly, "You are right! It is the ancient cultivation method! From ancient times, there is a rumor, saying that the Annihilation Times should have come 7,000
"Master Xiao?" With a gentle voice, Su Lianyue called Xiao Chen tentatively. But at this moment, Xiao Chen didn't react at all. Her eyes getting colder and colder, Su Lianyue took two steps closer. She knew well enough that when a cultivator was making a breakthrough to reach the Nirvana Realm, he would enter into a state of suspended animation. Now Xiao Chen was in such a state. As long as Su Lianyue interrupted him with a fatal attack at this time, Xiao Chen would lose all his cultivation or even lose his soul. Eyes getting colder, Su Lianyue gathered her energy and made a sharp blade with purple light. Holding it in her hand, she slowly walked to Xiao Chen. In fact, she didn't really want to kill Xiao Chen. At this moment, she remembered that Xiao Chen had always been good to her in the past two months. He picked and washed spiritual fruit for her. When she felt cold, he would set up a fire to keep her warm. There was even a time when she
Xiao Chen drove the Devil Qi out of his body and heard the Great Devil Heaven's Bane talk about the cultivation method of the first generation. He thought, "Was this Mystic Diabolic Enchantment created by Heaven Exterminator, the first Apostate of Heaven?" "However, I only accidentally saw the Mystic Diabolic Enchantment in the Xiao family's ancient tomb. Why would it appear in the Xiao family? Xiao Ning founded the Xiao family in the Human World, so he must have brought in this cultivation method from the Xiao Family in the Violet Manor, which also seemed to be one of the Heaven-exterminating families at that time." The Great Devil Heaven's Bane yelled at Xiao Chen again. "Who the hell are you? Are you a descendant of a Heaven-exterminating family?" "But I don't have enough time to think more about this!" Xiao Chen came back to his senses. Once against, the Great Devil Heaven's Bane burst into anger. "You are a traitor! Then I will never le
Red Sleeve died thousands of years ago and became a Walking Corpse. Xiao Chen could not imagine why she still had complex feelings which could even affect the emotions of others. Su Lianyue was wide awake now but felt at a loss. Just now, she didn't know why she would feel so sad. And even, she... However, it was useless to think of it at this moment. She whispered, "What about now?" Xiao Chen said nothing. He got up and walked to the entrance of the cave. Closing his eyes, he carefully searched the places nearby with his Divine Sense. Suddenly, a spiritual fluctuation came to him from the west. Instantly, Xiao Chen opened his eyes and said, "The west. It is in the west. Let's go!" Immediately, they covered their auras. Then to keep themselves from the influence of the chill, each of them started to run their mind cultivation methods silently. It was unusual that Red Sleeve suddenly came to this mystic domain. Therefore, they had to check it
The sight before Xiao Chen was grisly and gruesome. Dead bodies scattered everywhere around him, most of them belonging to the acolytes or students of the Corpse Refinery Sect who had been killed. Even so, their terrible deaths were eclipsed by the hideously and grotesquely mangled and maimed remains of the students and fighters of the Orthodox Path. This could only be the work of Corpse Puppets, Xiao Chen observed, That nothing is left remaining save for some bloody bits of flesh and viscera. Still, all the signs only indicated that the invasion of the Summit of Mystics had already begun for days. The duo shared a quick look before they surveyed the familiar surroundings of the Ridge of the Fallen Drake. The invading host had reached the Ridge, the throat of the Corpse Refinery Sect's defenses and it was where the most decisive battle of this invasion would take place. Just then, a series of flickering movements around them made their heads jerked. Two f
The battle came to another standstill with both sides retreating back to their lines. The guardian of the Ridge, Elder Long ran hurriedly to the Great Immortal and whispered into his ears, "We cannot afford to have this ruckus to continue, Grand Elder! We have only six days until the awakening of the Divine Corpse. Fort Raksasa and the other two evil orders are our true enemies here and they could well be hiding, biding their time to strike a critical blow upon us! Don't you think we should..." But he was stopped short by the Great Immortal who held up an arm frantically, his face as hard as stone. "No. We'll hold them off however we must. Under no circumstances must any of the former High Chieftains be disturbed by this. Go to Ye Wuxin. See if he is ready. These people will be nothing but vermin if he is successful in taming that Corpse King." He swiveled and turned to the army of invaders and shouted, "Who among you is the one leading this attack?" A fi
Yu Yifeng clasped firmly on Xiao Chen's arm, "Calm down!" Xiao Chen stretched his fingers, his hand numb from the devastating blowback caused when the Great Immortal parried his stroke. Beads of tears hung from his eyelashes as he murmured, "Muxue... She's... she's... Six more days, and Red Sleeve will... she will..." His voice broke at the foreboding of whatever monstrosity Red Sleeve could possibly conceive. "Red Sleeve?" Yu Yifeng uttered, puzzled and confused. Xiao Chen merely shook his head, his expression dour and sullen, simply explaining, "That's the Divine Corpse." Tens of yards behind, the invaders were still incredulous with repudiation. Among them, Zuoqiu Yang felt the worst. The sight of Xiao Chen casually reducing tens of Corpse Puppets into smithereens would forever haunt him like a nightmare, gnawing at his confidence that he began to feel meek and helpless. Even in his best, he could at most kill one or two of these abominat
The staggering presence grew until the green sarcophagus reached within a mile from the battlefield. Unable to withstand the pressure any longer, a voice screamed, "It's the Divine Corpse! The Divine Corpse has awakened!" The peaking morale of the invaders pouring through the crumbling formation of the routed defenders immediately plummeted down a dark hole and the deserters felt themselves filled with renewed faith that their accursed order might be salvaged after all. "We're saved!" Exultant cries from the defenders tore through the air with whoops and exclamations of joy, "Come back, all of you! The Divine Corpse is awakened! The Divine Corpse is awakened!" The sarcophagus continued its flight and stopped overhead the center of the square, casting a canopy of fear and deathly chill over everything below. Everyone stopped and looked up, hardly moving a muscle as if petrified into stone. As if with a will of its own, the green sarcophagus seemed attracte