Devour

Chapter 365 Perfect Corpse

The two corpses approached the crowd from slow to fast speed. With each step, the ground in the hall sizzled, as if being baked by high temperature.

The poisonous water that had been splattering everywhere was quickly evaporated into a torrent of poisonous gas, which suddenly swept towards everyone. Strangely, the surging air was not hot, but rather icy cold.

Cheng Bai calmly activated the Taotie Vision to absorb all the toxic mist rushing towards him. He refined it with the Tyrant Poison Rune and muttered to himself, "The quantity is large, but the toxicity isn't strong enough. The rune shows no signs of advancing. It seems I need to build some foundation before considering the Heart-Eroding Vine."

Zixuan reacted violently, her hair standing on end, looking even more ferocious as it fluffed up. She arched her body and said warily, "Either of these two corpses is no less powerful than me. If they attack together, they'll definitely be a formidable foe. Don't be careless!"

Bei Tingjun volunteered, "Your Majesty, this beast is sinister and treacherous. Leave it to me to deal with."

Cheng Bai nodded and warned, "These two are much more powerful than the three corpse puppets above combined, so be careful when dealing with them."

"Watch me!" Bei Tingjun held the Mountain and River Dancing Whip in his hand, his figure was as light as a fairy, and he walked towards his opponent with his feet suspended in the air.

The rune array on the ground sensed a living being passing overhead and spewed out another vortex of poisonous water. However, before it reached its target, it was evaporated by the blazing heat released by the corpse demon, leaving behind a hazy poisonous mist that dissipated.

"Chuckles..." Bei Tingjun giggled, effortlessly manipulating the power of water to shape and transform. The surrounding poisonous mist instantly condensed, transforming into two razor-sharp, crystal-clear ice swords that soared through the air and pierced the corpse demon.

The rust-red corpse demon's sharp claws danced wildly, its blood and energy raging like a raging flaming mountain. The dark blue corpse demon swung its palms and slashed down swiftly, its cold air as cold as collapsing glaciers.

The two corpses confronted the ice sword head-on without showing any weakness. Not only were they full of momentum to crush everything, but their strength also gathered and complemented each other, causing sudden and miraculous changes.

The space inside the stone hall was violently distorted, and the interweaving of light and shadow was as confusing as a fantasy. The real world and the indescribable underworld and ghost realm overlapped and mixed together.

The phantom appears and disappears in a trance, and the swing between life and death makes the heart lose its fear!

Under the strange and inexplicable spatial pressure, the ice sword condensed by Qianren Bingzhan disintegrated and dissipated, turning into fine ice chips that floated away without a trace.

The two corpses were far more powerful than their previous opponents, and the power of their combined attack doubled, giving them the upper hand in the first fight.

Bei Tingjun tried to gauge the depth of the situation with a move, his face becoming more and more solemn, and he muttered to himself: "I accidentally bumped into a tough guy!"

Li Tong observed the battle and said quietly, "The two Shiba have mastered the 'Chaos Symbiosis Tribulation', a very strange phenomenon that can pull real things to the edge of the spiritual world. Unless you are far stronger than them, it is almost impossible to defeat them with the realm below the Earth Immortal."

Zhai Xufei scoffed, "Humph! I understand how those two old fellows met their end. Just as their arduous cultivation was about to be completed, their spirits were trapped in the spirit world, unable to escape. They had no choice but to have their bodies sealed in the underground palace by their descendants, turning them into corpses."

Cheng Bai pondered and said, "Sister Bei should have a unique advantage in this battle."

Beitingjun wielded her Mountain and River Whip, fiercely lashing out at the shadowy figures that attempted to approach her. With the furious, torrential onslaught, cracks appeared in the air, and chaotic symbiotic phenomena scattered like shattered mirrors.

Li Tong commented, "That exquisite Horcrux happens to have the power to twist space, which is enough for self-protection. But defeating two corpses at the same time might be a bit difficult."

Cheng Bai seemed to understand everything and said calmly, "Even without that magic weapon, Sister Bei should be the one on our team who is most effective against Shiba."

As expected, Bei Tingjun waved his whip continuously to force away the opponent's field offensive, and with a delicate shout, he unfolded his own vision. In an instant, the entire stone hall was filled with exquisite and translucent ice beads.

The biting cold wind whistled, causing the ice beads in the sky to tremble slightly, reflecting a brilliant and colorful light, twinkling like stars in the night sky. This seemingly nondestructive beauty was actually a delicate killing game.

The corpse demon didn't care about the superficial and gorgeous battle formations, and just hissed and roared, and attacked fiercely with his fists, feet and claws.

"The fusion of Ice Purgatory and my domain is the 'Ice Sword Domain'!" Bei Tingjun pinched the sword finger and pulled it, launching a fatal move with all his strength.

The countless ice beads, originally round and flawless, trembled, each one suddenly splitting into eight tiny ice swords that swarmed out. "Hua La La..." The continuous sound was like a torrential downpour, shooting out in all directions with overwhelming force.

Wherever the sword light passed, it was as fast as lightning, as swift as a meteor, and there was no escape from it! Ghostly figures were pierced by the ice sword one after another, and all those it touched, whether alive or dead, were frozen and bound in place, unable to move, even their souls were no exception.

The two corpses were caught off guard and their bodies were pierced with ice swords. Their vital points were all nailed and sealed. They could not use their amazing abilities and became two motionless ice sculptures in the ice sword field.

Li Tong analyzed it in detail: "The Ice Sword Domain's anomaly isn't as significant as Yin Mei's Frost Sky Realm. Combined with magic, it can temporarily freeze and control the target, allowing the user to escape. But it can't kill the nearly immortal corpse..."

Cheng Bai interrupted, "You overlooked one point. She usually wears another treasure."

Before he finished speaking, Beitingjun summoned the corpse of the mirage dragon, allowing its graceful physique to grow to a gigantic size. It moved through the icy sword field like a dragon swimming in water. The ice swords dancing in the sky seemed to be part of the mirage dragon, and when they touched it, they stood upright on its body, radiating a dazzling light.

"Ao Hu!" A loud dragon roar resounded through the ground.

The Mirage Dragon corpse opened its terrifyingly large maw, its mouthful of bizarrely shaped fangs cold and sharp, as if formed from a runic array, and bit down unceremoniously on the rusty corpse. "Crack" sounds echoed through the hall as it gnawed away half the corpse, then devoured it with relish, oblivious to the surroundings.

Li Tong then said, "...the corpse of the Mirage Dragon is a more perfect corpse. By devouring lesser creatures like this, it may be able to advance to a corpse."

The dark blue corpse-ba nearby witnessed its companion's tragic plight, trembling with fear but unable to resist. It watched helplessly as the corpse of the mirage dragon devoured the rusty red corpse-ba, then suddenly turned its ferocious head to stare at its next delicious meal.

Unexpectedly, the body of the indigo corpse sealed in the ice sculpture rapidly changed, and its appearance instantly turned into a sinister multi-faceted bone ball.

As the chaotic symbiotic catastrophe vision dissipated, the ice sword domain scene also disappeared, and the underground stone hall returned to its original tranquility.

Beitingjun hesitated for a moment, summoned the corpse of the mirage dragon to bring a multi-faceted bone ball, took it in his hand, and turned back to the team.

Cheng Bai briefly identified the treasure she had obtained and said with a smile, "Congratulations, Sister Bei, on obtaining a Corpse Bone Pill. You may wish to use it to refine a suitable treasure in the future if you have the opportunity."

Jinlian and Zixuan watched the battle unfold without a word. Meanwhile, Qian Buduo, watching with envy, couldn't help but complain, "I worked so hard to get the key, finally opened the door, and now someone else gets the advantage."

Cheng Bai consoled him, "Master Qian, don't be discouraged. The rune array traps on the ground have almost all been triggered and destroyed, so you can come and go without any problem. Those two coffins contain some pretty good burial artifacts, and I want them all to be yours."

After hearing this, Qian Buduo looked into the coffin, revealing a hint of joy: "Haha... Qian, you're welcome!"

Ningxiang speculated, "The dark blue one came out of the right door. It seems that the right side is indeed a life gate. It should be opened by the descendants of the Tumin Society and obtain this bone pill."

Cheng Bai nodded slightly and agreed, "That's right! The Endless Formation has been completely broken. Let's go out without any worries."

……

The place where the old and young duo stayed deep in Wucan Mountain was located in the flattest area in the center of the five peaks, and the mountains were quiet and silent.

"What is your plan, uncle?" Wang Xiongwu broke the silence and asked carefully. He stole a glance at his backer and saw that his brows were tightly furrowed and almost twisted into a rope.

Pan Zhonghan took a few deep breaths of Qi, and felt a growing sense of oppression in his chest. He asked with a gloomy face, "Have you ever felt like a burden weighing tens of millions of pounds was pressing down on you?"

Wang Xiongwu wiped the beads of sweat from his forehead and recounted the situation truthfully, "It's truly bizarre! I feel like the pressure gets heavier the further we go. At this point, it's almost like carrying a million pounds, and I'm still barely holding on."

Pan Zhonghan's eyes flickered as he confirmed, "Comparing you and me, the one with higher cultivation obviously endures more pressure."

Wang Xiongwu thought it was brilliant and flattered him, "Master's special training plan is to practice under terrifying pressure? I'm sure it will be miraculous."