Kicked an Iron Plate

Daoist Mi stared coldly at the bronze coffin, which emanated an extremely yin aura.

He confirmed that there was no other living person in the area besides himself.

He then approached the coffin with a wary expression. "Dare to keep a corpse on my territory? Then don't blame me for taking it for myself."

A surge of black energy erupted from his shoulder and sleeve as he raised his hand, instantly engulfing the bronze coffin!

There was a loud bang.

The bronze coffin stood upright instantly, with another loud clang.

The heavy coffin lid slammed heavily onto the ground with a dull thud.

Hiss!

Upon seeing the corpse in the coffin, Daoist Mi gasped, his eyes then burning with intense desire.

"A zombie imbued with extreme Yin energy, its powerful physique suggests it was likely a Grandmaster or higher in life!"

What a grand gesture! This is simply the finest corpse imaginable.

At this moment, Daoist Mi had only one thought in his mind: to possess the corpse.

"Since it has appeared on my territory, it is destined to be my possession."

A smile appeared on the aged face of the Daoist Mi, which looked particularly sinister.

In an instant, a purple-gold talisman appeared in his hand, and the incantations drawn on it immediately emitted a dazzling light!

"Go!"

The talisman transformed into a purple light and instantly affixed to the forehead of the Lunar Yin Corpse Puppet!

At that very moment, the Lunar Yin Corpse Puppet opened its eyes, its gaze fixed on Daoist Mi, and a ferocious and violent aura instantly swept over it.

The deep malice emanating from it made even Daoist Mi unconsciously take a step back, a sense of fear flashing through his heart.

His face immediately lit up with wild joy.

"Hahaha, I didn't expect this corpse to be so ferocious. Even a purple-gold level Corpse-Subduing Talisman couldn't completely suppress it."

"If I can control this Yin Corpse, how many people in this world can do anything to me?"

Daoist Mi's heart pounded wildly; such self-preservation was an invaluable treasure for them, members of the heretical sect.

Just as he was fantasizing about controlling the undead to wreak havoc, he heard a soft "poof".

The purplish-gold talisman instantly ignited, and the Corpse Puppet inside the bronze coffin immediately unleashed a terrifying Corpse Sha Qi.

"Not good!"

Sensing the terrifying aura emanating from the other party, Daoist Mi's initial ecstatic expression vanished, replaced by sheer terror.

He quickly patted the cloth belt at his waist, and instantly a jet-black bone chain shot out like a serpent.

In an instant, the Lunar Yin Corpse Puppet was firmly bound, and at the same time, a black aura emanated from the bone chains.

It transformed into a demonic serpent in a wisp of black smoke, flicking its tongue and opening its massive jaws to bite at the head of the Lunar Yin Corpse Puppet.

Faced with this attack.

The Lunar Yin Corpse Puppet suddenly raised its head, its eyes revealing a fierce look!

Roar!

A howl like that of a wild beast shook the entire valley.

The black, malevolent wind shattered the snake demon; its body barely moved before the bone chains turned into a pile of fragments.

"This...!"

Daoist Mi saw this, his eyes nearly popped out of their sockets. This was a treasure he had refined for decades, yet it shattered with a single touch.

I was constantly disturbed.

The Lunar Yin Corpse Puppet was also enraged; how dare a mere Daoist priest provoke it time and again?

Unforgivable!

Upon seeing this, Daoist Mi was terrified and turned to flee.

The instant he turned his head, a cold, piercing hand gripped his neck.

Both feet left the ground instantly.

Daoist Mi felt a sharp pain in his neck. He had a gut feeling that all it took was a little force from the other party.

His neck would be easily crushed, leaving him utterly defenseless.

Immediately afterwards, he felt a sudden dizziness, and his body made intimate contact with the ground.

This violent slam caused Daoist Mi to vomit blood, and all the bones in his body shattered!

At this moment, his head felt dizzy, and the hand pressed down on his head again.

The body was lifted directly off the ground.

"Alright...!"

A lazy voice suddenly rang out at this moment, but it was clear that the owner of the voice was very young.

However, with the appearance of this sound, the terrifying corpse became extremely quiet.

Qin Yan looked at the Daoist priest with the Primordial Spirit Mirror and couldn't help but click his tongue in amazement. "You old man, you've got some nerve, daring to come right under my nose."

"You!"

With difficulty, Daoist Mi lifted his eyelids and looked at the tall figure, which immediately reminded him of someone!

"Marquis Qin!"

Daoist Mi felt a chill run down his spine; this was the local tyrant of Youzhou Prefecture.

In a single thought, one can decide the life and death of countless people.

"This corpse they're keeping!"

The moment Daoist Mi considered this possibility, his slightly pale face turned green.

This time, they really hit a brick wall.

The opponent kills Grandmasters like slaughtering chickens and dogs; with my current strength, I probably wouldn't last three rounds against them.

What's more, the other party also kept such a horrific corpse.

"Marquis Qin, spare my life! I didn't know this was your territory. Please, sir, forgive my mistake and spare my life."

Daoist Mi spoke haltingly.

Qin Yan's fearsome reputation was far too great, especially since this was on the other side's territory; how could he not know it?

"So you're the owner of this place, aren't you? Come to think of it, I'm the one who stole your cultivation ground!"

Qin Yan spoke sarcastically, sizing up the man.

The moment the opponent entered the valley, the Restriction left by Qin Yan sensed their presence.

The first thing I saw was this guy being brutally beaten by the Yin Corpse Ghost. If I had been a step slower, he would have been smashed into a pulp.

"I wouldn't dare! I'm only temporarily borrowing this esteemed place; in truth, it's my fault."

Daoist Mi dared not utter a word at this moment!

He inwardly cursed himself for having the worst luck in eight lifetimes, wondering what had gotten into him that made him want to play the victim.

Unexpectedly, I was caught.

"Tell me, where exactly are you from? Are you from the Yinluo Way or some other evil force?"

Qin Yan went straight to the point.

"Yinluo Way?"

Upon hearing this, Daoist Mi was taken aback at first, then hurriedly shook his head. "Although I am a member of the heretical sect, I have absolutely no connection with the Yinluo Way."

Qin Yan narrowed his eyes slightly, "You'd better not lie to me, or I'll make you suffer a terrible death."

Daoist Mi felt the immense force emanating from that palm; it could crush his head at any moment.

He was immediately terrified.

"Marquis Qin, I truly have no connection with the Yinluo Way. We have always kept to ourselves and never interfered with each other."

This petty man, known in the martial arts world as Daoist Mi, is a disciple of the Five-Foot Demon Daoist Cui Qiao. Your Excellency only needs to investigate to find out.

Daoist Mi suddenly remembered that the man before him had a grudge against the Yinluo Way!

If the other party misunderstands, then his death would be truly unjust.

Seeing that the other party's expression didn't seem fake, Qin Yan nodded slightly. "Never mind, it doesn't matter whether it is or not."

You heretics dare to come to my territory.

I will send you all to the Yellow Springs.

"My lord, please don't! I am still useful to you; I am skilled in corpse refining and talisman making."

"Not interested." Qin Yan said indifferently.

"I know why the three strongest experts from the Yinluo Way appeared in Qinghe Town back then."

"Oh!"

Qin Yan became interested. "Tell me about it."