Chapter 551 – Battle (2/2)

The three transformations were connected. If any of them lagged behind, it would prevent him from unleashing his full strength.

This was the power of the Nine Transformations of the Demonic and Divine. A single layer of difference among the nine transformations would make his strength grow in an overwhelming manner.

Whether his strength had multiplied by twenty times, fifty times, or even more, he was unable to estimate it right now, nor did he have the time to estimate it.

He gritted his teeth firmly as he forced down the surging blood. The flames of the phoenix coiled around him and healed his wounds. He stood up and made his way towards the Corpse King again.

The Corpse King said coldly, “I’d like to see how many of my punches you can withstand!”

Boom! Boom! Boom!

Again and again, the ground shook violently.

The hilly terrain around Burial Mound mountain had undergone a devastating change through the constant earthquakes. It had been reduced to a yellow desert.

Within a range of fifty kilometers, every single pebble seemed to be carefully crushed and ground, reduced to thin sand.

The Corpse King stood above the Gate of Hungry Ghosts without moving at all, sending Li Qingshan flying again and again and filling the air with sand and dust.

But every single time, he would stand up immediately, making his way back towards the undefeatable opponent.

The Corpse King’s face became twisted as he gazed at the incoming Li Qingshan like he was looking at a monster.

From the constant clashes, Li Qingshan’s strength grew. Under the tremendous pressure, he gradually forced out the strength of the ox demon.

If he could not be completely destroyed, he could not be defeated.

Gu Yanying noticed how the Corpse King’s arm trembled and how it would only stop after a while. She thought in disbelief, He’s harmed the Corpse King. Probably no one would believe me if I mentioned it.

But then she shook her head. But that’s all. His great strength alone is not enough for him to defeat the Corpse King. The Corpse King has chosen to engage him like this purely because of his dignity as a king. Otherwise, he’ll struggle very much once the Corpse King uses his various techniques and abilities. More importantly, the Corpse King is currently undefeatable. He’s not afraid of wasting time at all.

The specks of green light in the surroundings grew clearer, like an ocean was extending over from the distance. She could already make out blurry figures—monstrous, twisted, colossal, obscure, and all forms of bizarre.

Li Qingshan threw another punch.

Under those gazes, the Corpse King felt deeply humiliated. “Since you want to die so much, I’ll give you what you want!” He opened his huge, withered hand and avoided Li Qingshan’s punch, grabbing Li Qingshan by the wrist with three fingers and wrenching him in.

Li Qingshan had never been able to control this overly great strength in the first place. Both his reactions and skills in battle paled in comparison to the Corpse King.

His punch missed.

Boom! Black shockwaves scattered, shaking up the space there.

At the same time, the other huge, withered hand grabbed Li Qingshan’s head from above.

“It’s over!”

Gu Yanying let out a gloomy sigh. The Hungry Ghost realm was about to descend. The final scene she had caught was indeed fascinating. It had not disappointed her.

In the end, she gazed at Li Qingshan deeply, actually feeling some pity inside.

Originally, we could travel along this path of cultivation together, at least for a while, but I never thought we’d have to bid farewell so soon. Perhaps there is a day when we meet again among saṃsāra.

Right when Gu Yanying wanted to turn around and leave, she suddenly felt something was amiss. Despite facing imminent death, the corner of Li Qingshan’s lips curled slightly, and he let out a gentle sigh.

A huge, half-transparent white sword rose up from behind him, plunging into the Corpse King’s hand and penetrating all the way through.

The blade of the sword suddenly turned into white flames, worming into the wound furiously.

When he fought a battle to the death, how could she not be present?

Xiao An had refined the Corpse King’s ten fingernails and healed her wounds before secretly making her way over underground, all for this opportunity. She channeled the Samādhi Flames of White Bone into the Corpse King’s body.

Their teamwork required no words. They completely understood each other tacitly.

An extremely-terrifying sensation of coldness sank into the Corpse King’s heart. As he gathered his corpse qi, he was only able to suppress the Samādhi Flames of White Bone, but not extinguish it. The white flames slowly spread from the centre of his palm. He swung his hand hard.

Boom!

His palm exploded, and a huge, gaping hole appeared. Only then did he manage to purge the Samādhi Flames of White Bone.

How could Li Qingshan let such a great opportunity slip by? The burning phoenix wings spread out, reaching almost three hundred meters in length. The vague cry of a phoenix could be heard as he rose into the air, hurling both fists at the Corpse King’s chest.

The series of dazzling, eye-catching attacks were simply to hide the true killing strike.

Below him, the Buddha Slaying sword embryo spat out another streak of light thirty meters long, swinging from left to right quietly, right towards the Corpse King’s waist.

However, the Corpse King understood extremely well where the true threat lay. He raised his arm and swung it hard. Corpse qi turned into a huge wave and sent Xiao An flying. Only then did he free up a hand to stop Li Qingshan.

Although Xiao An had charged over immediately, a vigilant Corpse King would not fall for a trick like that so easily again. Meanwhile, the last smear of azure in the depths of the horizon was gradually being devoured by pale-white.

It was over. Even if Li Qingshan and Xiao An worked together, they were unable to defeat a serious Corpse King, let alone in such a short amount of time.

Li Qingshan was confident he could crush this bastard single-handedly if the tiger demon and spirit turtle both reached the fifth layer, but time waited for no one.

Gu Yanying glanced past their battle and let out a gentle interjection of surprise. Li Qingshan’s punch that had missed left behind a thin, black crack in space. She called out, “Strike the space around him!”