Translator: CinderTL
"Where did Gong Tianzong obtain this peak seventh-tier Corpse Puppet? How is its physical body so incredibly resilient?"
Song Wen was inwardly astonished that the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword had failed to sever even a single claw of the Blood Corpse.
However, his cultivation level was too low to fully unleash the sword's power. Had Jian Xiao wielded it, he might not have killed the Blood Corpse with a single strike, but he would have certainly severed a claw. With two more strikes, he could have slain it.
Of course, Jian Xiao couldn't repeatedly activate the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword either.
Gong Tianzong was equally shocked.
Sensing Song Wen's aura, he realized the man was cultivating the Corpse King's Rebirth Art.
This supreme cultivation technique, reserved only for core disciples of the Divine Blood Gate, allowed one to cultivate both righteous and demonic paths simultaneously. Gong Tianzong himself had only recently begun practicing it.
Meanwhile, the Blood Corpse, having absorbed the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword's immense force, surged toward Song Wen, enveloped in billowing corpse qi.
Its razor-sharp claws tore through Primordial Qi, aiming straight for Song Wen's face.
Even before the claws struck, the reeking, blood-tinged wind slammed into Song Wen's face, flooding his nostrils and mouth.
A torrent of blood erupted beneath Song Wen's feet, surging into a hundred-zhang-tall wave that crashed toward the Blood Corpse.
"ROAR!"
The Blood Corpse roared furiously, its claws dancing as it unleashed ten crimson claw beams.
The claw beams sliced into the towering wave, tearing a dozen rents through it. Yet the wave remained unbroken, the gashes instantly sealing themselves.
However, the impact of the claw beams caused the wave to collapse inward.
The Blood Corpse's face twisted in rage as Corpse Fiend energy coalesced around it. It swung its claws again.
This time, instead of ten beams, all its power converged into a single, devastating strike.
Faced with the full might of this peak seventh-tier Corpse Puppet, the blood sea formed by the Blood Sea Seal finally buckled, splitting in two.
But behind the shattered blood sea, Song Wen had vanished.
Gong Tianzong suddenly realized that Song Wen had used the blood sea to conceal his presence and aura, tricking the Blood Corpse's senses. Now, having slipped past the creature, Song Wen was charging toward him, aiming to strike the king before the pawns.
Gong Tianzong glanced at the short sword in Song Wen's hand, then at the shattered blood sea behind him. "Blood Sea Seal! Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword! You're... Gou Jun! Was Wei Gu's death your doing?"
"Ask Wei Gu yourself, and you'll find out," Song Wen said, the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword in his hand glowing with an even more intense black light.
"You think you can defeat me with just a mere external object? What wishful thinking!" Gong Tianzong roared, his voice dripping with disdain.
"Corpse Coffin Buries the Heavens!"
The Corpse Coffin before Gong Tianzong suddenly expanded to a hundred zhang in height, towering upright.
Its pitch-black maw, like the gaping mouth of an abyss, erupted with a terrifying suction force!
Primordial Qi surged wildly around them, coalescing into black torrents that were relentlessly drawn into the Corpse Coffin.
The ground below cracked and shattered, sending rocks and dust flying as they were forcibly pulled into the coffin.
Song Wen's body jerked to a halt, his robes whipping violently as the force dragged him inexorably toward the coffin's maw.
"I'll let you swallow your fill!"
A pair of black wings suddenly materialized behind Song Wen.
With a powerful flap, he halted his slide toward the coffin.
Simultaneously, the wings unleashed countless bolts of thunderlight, twisting like grotesque serpents as they surged toward the Corpse Coffin.
"Trifling tricks!" Gong Tianzong sneered.
Before his words could fade, dozens of pale, corpse-like arms erupted from the coffin, each entwined with pitch-black Soul-Locking Chains.
The chains clattered as they shot forth, instantly crushing the lightning serpents into fragments and coiling toward Song Wen.
Though Song Wen managed to steady himself with the Thunder Kui Wings against the Corpse Coffin's devouring force, the relentless pull severely hampered his movements, making it impossible to evade the chains.
As the chains drew closer, Song Wen suddenly let out a low shout:
"Lightning, come!"
A dark golden bolt of lightning descended from the black sky, striking the Corpse Coffin with tremendous force.
The coffin began to tremble violently, its swirling corpse qi visibly dissipating at an alarming rate.
The devouring force vanished instantly, and the dozens of pale arms and chains retreated back into the coffin.
"Haotian Divine Thunder!" Gong Tianzong's eyes widened slightly. "Gou Jun, you not only possess the Blood Sea Seal but also wield the Haotian Divine Thunder and have mastered the Corpse King's Rebirth Art! Who exactly are you?"
At that moment, Gong Tianzong felt as if 'Gou Jun' were the true core disciple of the Divine Blood Gate, while he, who had only recently become a core disciple, was merely an imposter with nothing but the Corpse King's Rebirth Art to his name.
Song Wen remained silent, his wings vibrating behind him as he transformed into a bolt of thunderlight. Seizing the moment before the Corpse Coffin could be reactivated, he surged toward Gong Tianzong.
"You won't talk now? Once we drag you back, Lord Xuan Gu has plenty of ways to make you speak," Gong Tianzong snarled through gritted teeth.
Suddenly, Song Wen felt a foul wind rising behind him.
It was the Blood Corpse, having caught up while he and Gong Tianzong were locked in combat.
Boom!
A claw slammed down, shattering Song Wen's physical body into pieces once more.
Having already learned from a similar ambush, Gong Tianzong dared not let his guard down. His divine sense meticulously scanned the scattered flesh, finding no trace of blood.
"Another Substitute Puppet!"
Gong Tianzong's heart lurched, a chill creeping down his spine.
Without hesitation, he lunged forward.
With a flick of his sleeve, a surge of corpse qi erupted, hurling the sealed scroll beside him backward.
Feng Chang's eyes widened in disbelief and shock.
Why is Hall Master Gong attacking me?
In the next instant, his shock transformed into terror.
Gou Jun had appeared without warning, still clutching his razor-sharp dagger.
Song Wen didn't even glance at the hurtling Feng Chang, letting him slam into the mana shield.
The Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword had been charging for too long. This strike would decide the battle.
If he couldn't defeat Gong Tianzong, he would have no choice but to flee.
The Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword shot forth, its passage through the air sounding like the shrieks of ten thousand wronged souls.
Gong Tianzong's expression changed drastically. He lunged forward recklessly, frantically urging the Corpse Coffin to circle back and protect him.
Just before the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword struck, the Corpse Coffin finally appeared behind him.
But instead of the expected clash between sword and coffin, an ear-splitting hum pierced his ears.
The hum, like a demonic incantation, burrowed directly into his sea of consciousness, causing it to tremble and his divine soul to ache.
A divine soul attack from the Void Demon Clan!
The thought flashed through Gong Tianzong's mind.
Fortunately, the void fiend attacking him possessed slightly weaker divine sense power, unable to shake his resolve.
Enduring the agonizing turmoil in his sea of consciousness, Gong Tianzong summoned a fist-sized treasure pearl. Activating the pearl, he swept his divine sense backward.
Only then did he notice nine tentacles sprouting from Gou Jun's head.
The humming sound emanated from these tentacles.
Moreover, the Nine Calamity Heaven-Measuring Sword hung ten zhang behind him, its black blade pulsing with ominous energy, poised to strike.
His heart pounded with alarm. What trick is Gou Jun planning now?
In that split second, two crimson beams erupted from Gou Jun's eyes, hurtling toward the Corpse Coffin.
(End of the Chapter)
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