Chapter 393 - Undead (1/2)
Xiao Chen raised his saber to block the Corpse King’s fearsome sword stroke, and he immediately felt as though a huge mountain was crashing down upon him. He was forced to retreat by this immensely powerful force and only managed to steady himself after retreating for about 30 meters. His heart sank as he realized that he Corpse King possessed more than a millennia’s worth of Malicious Grudges and had absorbed a great deal of blood and Rancorous Qi from the slain cultivators earlier on. He had no way of striking it.
On the other side, the Perfected Immortal Rising Void and Heavenly Eagle King had just earned a moment to catch their breath when the Corpse King came attacking again. In their haste, they could only dodge flurriedly, while the Corpse King charged directly into the crowd of cultivators. He could even fly and tunnel through the ground, creating a pool of corpses everywhere he went, while blood kept flowing toward his body.
The entire Ghost-wailing Hill was shaking, and black clouds rumbled around the valley the cultivators were in, sealing off their exit routes. The round moon high in the air turned increasingly cold, and the Corpse King moved with lightning speed, slaying cultivators with each stroke of his sword.
Xiaoyue was suspended in mid-air as her hands kept forming seals, her green robes fluttering in the wind. The Autumn Water Sword was already unsheathed, but it could not harm the 1000-year old Corpse King at all. Likewise, Yu Yifeng, Su Zimu and the others were engaged in intense battle, supernatural powers continually appearing from their hands. Yet, they were unable to slay the Corpse King.
Time ticked by, and there were countless numbers of casualties from both Light and Dark sides. Each slain cultivator was contributing to the Rancorous Qi in the valley, further aiding the Corpse King, who was held together by vengefulness. Gradually, everyone fell into a state of panic and hopelessness. Unless a cultivator of Apotheosis Realm or Grand Completion Realm arrived, they had no hope of killing the Corpse King at all.
Xiao Chen was panting loudly by now. He had depleted a great deal of True Energy, yet he Corpse King was still alive. What made him most uneasy was that the Leopard Cat Spirit had told him one night that Malicious Grudges borne for more than a millennia would turn into Heavy Grudges, and someone who was possessed by them could be resurrected by such vengefulness again and again.
There was the problem of the Corpse Refinery Sect as well. It could not have been unaware of the fact that there was such a terrifying 1000 year old Corpse King being held here. It now seemed like the sect had been responsible for releasing news of extraordinary treasure being kept at this spot to draw large numbers of cultivators over here. As for what their purpose actually was, Xiao Chen was not really sure for now.
“Kaboom!”
There as huge sound, and the entire valley seemed to be exploding soon. Under the Corpse King’s terrible attacks, huge pieces of land were splitting apart, and rocks from the mountains began to tumble down. If all of the huge peaks came crashing down on them, they would be buried alive, even if they managed to survive the Corpse King somehow.
“What should we do now, Young Master?” Su Lianyue asked, her brows furrowed. She had completely not expected to find such a hard to manage 1000 year old Corpse King here. A dead monarch who had harbored Heavy Grudges for so long was even harder to deal with than Millennium Walking Corpses.
“Rancorous Qi is extreme Yin Qi, and we should use fire against it,” Xiao Chen replied, his brows furrowing. “Seniors, think of a way to trap this Walking Corpse. The others, use Fire-Style magic spells against it!” he shouted to the Heavenly Eagle King and Rising Void who were not far away from him.
Upon hearing him, both Nirvana Realm experts did not reply but rose up into the skies. Naturally, Xiao Chen himself drifted over, and the three of them remained suspended in mid-air in this manner, just like when they were trying to seize the Divine Tree for themselves earlier on. Each of them directed a ray of Mystic Power toward the Corpse King, barely managing to tie it up.
Upon seeing this, the others began directing their Mystic Powers to the trio. Eventually, the Corpse King was trapped by them. The 2000 other survivors also went forward and either created magical formations or directed their True Energy onto someone else as they used their most fearsome Fire-Style magic spells against the Corpse King.
In an instant, flames leaped up into the sky, illuminating the entire mountain valley. The Corpse King grew increasingly unhinged after withstanding a few waves of strong Fire-Style attacks. “I can’t die! I can’t possibly die! Ah…” he screamed.
Xiao Chen and the other two experts were beginning to feel the toll on their bodies, as Blood Vigor surged within them. “Young friend, quick, take out that extraordinary treasure to suppress that demon again!” the Heavenly Eagle King said.
“It’s useless!” Xiao Chen replied. He did not know who had used the Fuxi Zither to suppress the Corpse King here, but now that the restrictive seal whom that person created had been broken, the zither would be unable to keep the Corpse King suppressed, even if it transformed back into the Divine Tree.
The Corpse King was starting to look as though he was about to break free from his bonds, and the 2000 survivors began increasing the intensity of their attacks. The Corpse King behaved as though he had turned insane within the flames. “I’m going to conquer all the feudal lands and unite the world! I can’t die! This world has belonged to me ever since I reigned supreme. Where is the Elixir for Immortality? I want it! …”
Everyone who was present could feel an extremely intense Malicious Grudge. It was his greatest grudge while he was still alive, and it remained with him even after a millennia had passed.
Eventually, the Corpse King lost the strength to fight back after the concentrated fire attacks of the 2000 cultivators. His voice grew increasingly softer, but his body was still enveloped in a swath of extremely thick Rancorous Qi that could not be dispersed.
“My lands…how could I hand the lands that I conquered myself to someone else…” the Corpse King said. He looked extremely indignant, but eventually his eyes shut and he collapsed to the ground heavily, stirring up a huge column of dust.
“Dea… dead?”
The surrounding turned quiet all of a sudden as everyone stared at the Corpse King lying on the ground. Even though he was no longer emanating any aura, no one dared to walk near his corpse.
Yu Yifeng sighed. “Since the beginning of time, emperors, kings, generals and important ministers all felt dissatisfied. If Rancorous Qi had gathered in one’s throat as one passed, one would turn into a zombie sustained by Rancorous Qi, deathly aura and calamities in Nature. One would then become an undead that would exist aside from the Six Paths of the three realms of Heaven, Earth and humans and no longer be able to be reincarnated. To be sustained by vengefulness, sigh…he should have cast aside his earthly desires.”
“Meow! MEOW! He died, just like that?” Zhiluan asked as it flew above Yu’s shoulder, a look of disbelief on his face.