No road to heaven, no gate to earth.
It was not only the entrance to Jade Corpse Mountain that had been sealed shut. Within its hollowed-out interior, countless lackeys turned into jade powder, rapidly piecing themselves together into white jade corpses that compressed Huangfu Zhao's space for survival!
What should he do?
Huangfu Zhao's expression was grim. After running through the techniques of the Dong Ting Faction and Purple Thunder Demon Peng Faction, he despairingly discovered that he had no ability to carve out a path to life.
"Hah!!"
With a furious roar, Huangfu Zhao refused to give up. Within the increasingly limited space, he once again unleashed the evil art, Demon Peng Myriad Jun.
The way he had crashed in before was the way he had to get out now!
Yet in the end, he lacked that initial momentum.
To make snow fall upon frost, the entire Jade Corpse Mountain was growing denser and denser.
"Ah! Aaaaaah!" Huangfu Zhao roared as he charged wildly in every direction with all his might.
There was nothing.
No hope remained.
Only layer upon layer of white jade corpses filled the mountain's interior, relentlessly squeezing Huangfu Zhao's stone body.
"Kacha!!"
The Thunder Bird shell exploded with a deafening blast, and corpses surged in like a tidal wave.
At that moment, Huangfu Zhao instead stopped struggling.
The corpses flooding in from all directions all bore twisted, agonized faces, as though foretelling the fate awaiting him.
"Heh." Huangfu Zhao suddenly laughed.
It was a laugh of release.
He had experienced far too much in this life. He had long since seen through life and death.
Ever since Cloud Sea Sect had been scattered and Sect Leader Qiao had been invited back to the mortal world, he had lived like a walking corpse, enslaved by the