"Before the Immortal Corpse Core, we are no different from mortals. Touch it, and we die!"
"When this object fell from beyond the heavens into the Nine Provinces years ago, Fengdu Mountain and everything within ten thousand miles became a dead zone in mere days. From Spirit Transformation cultivators down to mortals, all were corroded into corpse demons."
"The patriarchs of the Heavenly Corpse Sect could not bear to see living beings suffer such devastation, so they transformed themselves into restrictions and refined the Immortal Corpse Core into a Dharma treasure!"
The Golden Corpse gently stroked the pearl and spoke coldly.
"If not for the sacrifice of our sect's ancestors, the Nine Provinces would long since have become a dead zone. How could the human race have endured until now?"
"So that was how it was."
Hearing such a top-secret matter for the first time, Zhou Yi cupped his hands toward the void. "This poor Daoist gives thanks to the patriarchs of the Heavenly Corpse Sect. Alas, they had unworthy descendants who brought shame upon their fallen forebears!"
"Fallen forebears? This one only considers them fools!"
The Golden Corpse followed the demonic path to the bone and had long become truly heartless and faithless. If slaughtering nine generations of a clan could raise his Mana, even hesitating for an instant would have been disrespectful to the Great Dao.
Mana surged through Zhou Yi. The Supreme Clarity Talisman hovered above his head, the Dividing Light Sword revolved around him, and beneath his feet was the Bodhi Treasure Wheel.
"Today, this poor Daoist shall slay an unworthy descendant for the fallen forebears of the Heavenly Corpse Sect!"
"This one will tell you something: in this world, it has never been true that the good will win and the wicked will lose!"
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