"How could the Yin Corpse Sect possess an Undying Bone Corpse? Yet, without the Undying Bone, how would the Yin Corpse Sect members respect the Fortune and Happiness Venerable so much..."
Xu Qing, filled with questions, attacked the mountain gate of the Yin Corpse Sect.
The matters of the Yin River, all things Yin, Xu Qing feared two types of people the least: one, the yin corpses of the dead; and two, those who manipulated the dead, using walking corpses as their means.
Arriving at the Yin Corpse Sect, it was as if he was a son-in-law returning to his wife's family.
All the disciples of the Yin Corpse Sect, upon seeing him, would bring out their best-crafted walking corpses as a welcome.
Xu Qing strolled leisurely, not needing to lift a finger; just by slightly elevating his own aura, the walking corpses beside the disciples would immediately defect, proclaiming him as king!
A few Protector Elders, disbelieving, manipulated five or six Golden Armored Corpses to surround Xu Qing. However, Xu Qing didn't fully reveal his aura but only elevated to the Hidden Corpse level, causing those Elders to battle their own Golden Armored Corpses.
Corpses of this nature inherently lack intelligence, and the lower the wisdom of the ghostly beings, the more they adhere to the rule of power.
Among zombies, surpassing a realm can command the rest, becoming the head corpse.
At this time, Xu Qing walked within the Yin Corpse Sect as if a wolf had entered a sheepfold, turning the corpse puppets that the sect disciples prided themselves on into their doomsday summons!
Seeing they couldn't withstand the evil invasion, the Yin Corpse Sect's alarm bells rang loudly, and thousands of disciples gathered their walking corpses together.
Upon witnessing the highest-level Elders of the sect being brutally killed by their own corpse puppets, at least seven to eight hundred among the thousand disciples silently took a step back, seemingly deciding upon something as they decisively fled in all directions.
Seeing this, Xu Qing raised an eyebrow, immediately releasing his full aura, causing not only the corpse puppets fleeing with the disciples to begin defecting, but even the walking corpses stored among tombs and graves to rise, converging toward Xu Qing in a manner akin to a pilgrimage.
Xu Qing kept moving forward, not needing to summon the Fierce Generals' flag, already capable of controlling tens of thousands of walking corpses to surround the entire Funeral Mountain.
Gradually, even a hive mind emerged within the corpse group, with ordinary wandering corpses following Iron Armored Corpses, which were in turn commanded by Silver Armored and Golden Armored Corpses.
All zombies were autonomously seeking their suitable positions.
Xu Qing seemed affected by this consciousness, feeling deep down as if he was meant to lead tens of thousands of corpse-soldiers to attack the Yin River, conquer the Underworld, unite the Nine Netherworld, and become the true king of the nether realm.
This was what a Corpse King should do!
But this hive-mind-like influence or the imperial profound aura didn't last long; Xu Qing only paused briefly, his gaze becoming clear again.
The motionless technique can calm the practitioner's heart like still water, immovable like a mountain, also suppressing heart demons' disturbances, keeping the mind clear and serene, without losing oneself.
Meanwhile, the White Bone Watch shielded all the signals of allegiance from low-level zombies, making Xu Qing seem like a destined solitary Zombie Emperor, stepping onto the Funeral Mountain.
Corpses piled on the Funeral Mountain, with the frail Sect Master of the Yin Corpse Sect, nearly hidden in his robe, fixedly staring at Xu Qing.
Xu Qing also looked at him.
The Sect Master, wearing a robe adorned with five bats symbolizing longevity, seemed like an old man from the secular world who had reached the end of his days, wearing burial garments, awaiting the arrival of King Yan.
Now, it seemed King Yan had truly arrived!
"Who exactly are you, and what grievance do you have with my Yin Corpse Sect to perform such an annihilating act?"
Xu Qing looked around, finally stopping his gaze on a large red sedan to the side.
There were peculiar magic fluctuations from within the sedan.
Xu Qing became interested, staring at the sedan without directly looking at the Sect Master, speaking to himself:
"This place has good feng shui, gathering yin energy. I heard there's even a drought fiend buried beneath the cemetery mound?"
The old Sect Master speculated: "Are you here for the Kui Ba?"
Xu Qing shook his head: "Do you remember Yang Qiying?"
"Yang Qiying... who is he?"
Xu Qing laughed, beckoning behind him, whereupon a towering yet very emaciated zombie appeared.
The ancient silver armored zombie emitted a low, inexplicable growl, seeing Xu Qing raise his hand, the old zombie lowered its body, aligning its head for an easy pat.
However, Xu Qing merely patted the old zombie's shoulder gently, saying: "I had a teacher who guided me into the art of corpse-driving, named Liu Youdao."
"He revered Yang Qiying as his master, and this zombie is Yang Qiying, my titular grandmaster."
"My grandmaster was resting peacefully in his grave, and you dug him up to serve as a servant, shouldn't I come here to discuss this with you?"
"..."
The old Sect Master clearly didn't believe the young man in front of him, sneering as he said: "This old corpse was clearly resting in peace; my sect imparted survival skills to him, he had to give something in return. I never turned my disciples into corpse puppets while alive, isn't that already a sign of magnanimity? To claim this as a reason to destroy my sect is to trick a three-year-old!"
"Oh? Then what does the elder think I am here for?"
The old Sect Master mocked: "Survival of the fittest, you merely wish to effortlessly seize the corpse puppets nurtured by my sect for your use."
"You are young and accomplished, I am old and will not fight with you. Thus, today you may take half of these corpse puppets, leaving the rest at the Yin Corpse Sect. When my sect recovers, every five years, we will send a batch of corpse puppets to you."