Chapter 249 – Conscience (1/2)

One of Miliped’s long, spiny legs tore through the air and stabbed over like a spear. The zombie dodged it dexterously, almost no different from a living person.

The Lone Grave Elder stood in the distance with a cold expression. At this level of corpse refining, he no longer refined mindless puppets. There was no need for him to actively control it.

He had dug up thousands of graves and eventually found the ancient corpse of a disciple of the school of the Military in a general’s cemetery. Back then, the corpse was already close to zombifying. He spent a tremendous effort to suppress its free will and refined it into an Ancient Bronze Corpse General in the end.

Not only was it immune to fire, water, and regular weapons, but its combat awareness from when it was alive remained too. It was equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. Whenever he fought against people, he just had to summon it, and the battle would basically be two against one.

Failing to achieve anything with a punch, the Ancient Bronze Corpse General threw out another punch. With a series of thunderous thumps, the shell on Milliped’s belly cracked and bled.

Milliped writhed in pain, suddenly breaking free from the restraint of one of the green vines and biting at the golden pheasant above him.

The golden pheasant flapped its wings and tried to climb higher into the air. Suddenly, it felt a tug on its tail. Milliped had clamped down on the golden pheasant’s tail feathers, throwing it against the rocks with a swing of his head.

Milliped was so powerful that he seemed unstoppable, shocking the Golden Pheasant Elder. This Daemon General’s strength is actually so great. He made up his mind to cut his losses. Golden feathers rained down from the sky as the golden pheasant climbed higher, hovering above the pit. It had lost most of its tail feathers, such that its tail was almost bald.

The Golden Pheasant Elder called out, “Green Vine, since when were your techniques so useless? Are you trying to kill us?”

“You have absolutely no idea. This wretched daemon is just too strong. I can’t last for much longer. Hurry up and kill it!” The Green Vine Elder basically forced these words out through gritted teeth. His face was bright red. He was trying to contend with Milliped’s physical strength with his spiritual energy alone, so he was under the most pressure.

The golden pheasant circled around the stream of smoke and arrived higher in the sky. It shone with resplendent, golden light, rapidly gathering the golden sunlight and gradually blurring itself. A miniature sun seemed to appear in the sky.

Contaminated with acid, over half of the vine’s main stalk was eaten away instantly. Milliped used his full strength and pushed down with all of his legs at the same time, about to break free.

“Trees Grow and Grass Sprouts, in an Endless Cycle!”

The Green Vine Elder bellowed out, and he exploded with dazzling, green light. His hair, beard, and skin all turned green from the light, like he was not a human, but a carving of green wood. He shone together with the Golden Pheasant Elder in the distance.

The green vines grew crazily, sprouting from the ground and the cliffs, wrapping around Milliped in a great cocoon.

“Vines Wither and Trees Age, Between Decay and Glory!”

All of the vines ran out of moisture, becoming a withered, yellow colour, like the withered vines in ancient forests and on cliff faces that had been there since forever. They were the toughest, where even machetes would fail to leave a mark on them.

The rate of corrosion immediately slowed down. Milliped had been sealed within this cage of withered vines.

At this moment, there was a pheasant’s cry that filled the wilderness. The golden sun fell from the sky.

The golden pheasant had pulled in its wings, with its beak at the front and tail feathers at the back. It directly rushed towards the immobilised Milliped with a long tail of flames.

The Ancient Bronze Corpse General returned to the Lone Grave Elder, who watched on with his head raised. He felt shocked too. He had nothing to fear if he faced against just the Golden Pheasant Elder or the Green Vine Elder, but if they worked together, he would be dead for sure, even despite that move of his.

The three mountains had suffered heavy losses, but he was the least affected by it. Apart from the fact that his heart was like a zombie’s, basically emotionless, his thoughts were surprisingly similar to that of the first senior brother of the Burial Mound mountain. If he could refine this Daemon General’s corpse into a daemon corpse, his strength would definitely increase significantly, enough to surpass the Golden Pheasant Elder and the Green Vine Elder. After that, merging the three mountains into one mountain would no longer be entirely impossible.

Hua Chengzan sighed gently. He was prepared to return and report this to his commanding officer. Who knows what kind of disturbance the death of a Daemon General would cause. Probably even Wang Pushi would not be able to bear the consequences. He could only make her come.

At this moment, another daemon qi surged into the air, and Hua Chengzan’s expression changed all of a sudden. There were actually daemons bold enough to emerge at a time like this. He squinted his eyes and peered through the clouds and smoke, but he failed to spot the daemon.

The Green Vine Elder and the Lone Grave Elder felt a violent tremor from beneath their feet. The tremor was not just an ordinary earthquake. The power hidden within was utterly shocking. They leapt up at the same time and saw large parts of the pit crack. The cracks rapidly expanded towards the edges.

The vines were originally rooted in the ground, so they began to loosen as well, but it was already too late.

Boom!

The golden pheasant fell. With a great rumble, countless beams of golden light erupted in the pit as the cracked rocks began to collapse like booming thunder. The yellow dust in the air, combined with the pink gas, was illuminated by the golden light. The pit was like a huge pot, violently boiling right now.

The golden light was so dazzling that Hua Chengzan struggled to make out what was happening in the pit. However, the Daemon General’s daemon qi did not vanish. The Golden Pheasant Elder had missed.