Chapter 1359 - King of Saint Corpses, Royal Knight (1/2)

Chapter 1359: King of Saint Corpses, Royal Knight

Translator: Larbre Studio Editor: Larbre Studio

The corpse Qi gus.h.i.+ng out of the abyss became stronger and stronger, causing the surrounding s.p.a.ce to tremble.

Even Zhang Ruochen and Princess White Li couldn’t balance themselves. They felt that they were about to ascend from the earth and be sucked into the whirlpool.

“Something’s wrong. The power of Tianming Corpse Emperor can’t be this strong. Leave here immediately and get into the s.p.a.ce formation. Quick!” Zhang Ruochen yelled.

Guoguo, the Monster Ape, and Princess White Li quickly rushed into that deserted estate and entered the s.p.a.ce formation.

Zhang Ruochen left Mingjing House, but he didn’t leave. Instead, he protected himself by holding the sarira of the Buddha Emperor.

Boom!

An iron arm that was around two hundred feet long and twenty feet thick extended from the abyss, crumbling the ground around the hole.

Zhang Ruochen bounced back dozens of feet because of it.

The iron hand was squeezing the body of Ghost King Bloodmoon, and each finger was as thick as a pillar with dragon-shaped lightning flowing on the surface, cracking the ghost body of Ghost King Bloodmoon.

Even Ghost King Bloodmoon was trying her best to survive this.

Howl!

Another yell came from underground.

The iron arm ascended gradually, and the ground became more shattered. An iron head that was as large as a palace showed up.

Inside the iron case was a rotten human head, and there were bones and flesh.

Boom!

The ground of the entire Mingjing House crumbled, and a huge corpse that was wearing iron armor walked out, showing its body that was around five hundred feet tall.

The forces coming out of it were greater than those of Lin Feiyu and Spiritual King Saint Ancestor.

Zhang Ruochen raised his head, took a deep breath and couldn’t have looked more solemn. “King of Saint Corpses.”

Princess White Li, Huang Yanchen and Qing Mo looked to Mingjing House as they all felt gigantic pressure. They immediately transmitted their voices to Zhang Ruochen, asking them to get into the s.p.a.ce formation.

Even Lin Yun and Martial Saint Canglan were dazed.

Tianming Corpse Emperor stood on the left shoulder of that King of Saint Corpse with blood and wounds all over his body, yet he was still standing straight and said, “What a powerful three-trial ghost king, forcing me to use my trump card to suppress her.”

“How can you be strong enough to control a king of saint corpses?” Zhang Ruochen found it difficult to believe.

Even if the Ancient Necromancy Race had the techniques to control battle corpses, those battle corpses still had some consciousness, and they might bite back at their masters. For example, it was very difficult for a half saint to control the battle corpse of a saint.

As for a saint king, its body would still have great consciousness even after being made into a battle corpse.

It was almost impossible for a saint to control a king of saint corpses. If someone tried it by force, it’d be bitten back by that king of saint corpses.

Tianming Corpse Emperor smiled and said, “It used to work for me. Seventy thousand years ago, it followed me to wars and established the first central empire of human beings. Now, it’s going to follow me again.”

Zhang Ruochen looked shocked. He observed that huge corpse in the iron armor again and said, “Is…is he one of the ten royal knights?”

Zhang Ruochen had been hearing about Tianming Emperor and the ten royal knights since he was just a kid, and there were detailed records about them in the doc.u.ments of the Sacred Central Empire.

Each of them was a prominent being who conquered the south, and they were invincible.

Zhang Ruochen didn’t even know how to feel, seeing Tianming Emperor and a royal knight.

Tianming Emperor said, “You’re right, it’s indeed a royal knight. Now you know your trump card is nothing against mine, Zhang Ruochen.”

From Tianming Corpse Emperor’s point of view, Ghost King Bloodmoon and Princess White Li were Zhang Ruochen’s trump cards.

Lin Yun couldn’t stop sweating. He said with his voice trembling, “Tianming Corpse Emperor made a royal knight into a king of saint corpses. Will there be a second, a third one? This is already out of our control, second madam. We might just…”

Martial Saint Canglan stopped him from talking and said, “It’s, after all, a king of saint corpses turned from a royal knight. Although it still has some consciousness, there’s a chance that it might bite back at Tianming Corpse Emperor. With his current cultivation, controlling one is the best he can do.”

Lin Yun said, “Even just one of them is able to destroy everything. Second madam, you’re too important to have anything happen to you. Please leave now.”

“Ling Feiyu is still here. Why are you so afraid?”

Although Martial Saint Canglan put it this way, she was still staring at Zhang Ruochen and thought, Are you still not going to use your secret, Zhang Ruochen?