Midnight, the hour of the rat.
It was the time when the moon fiend energy between heaven and earth was at its densest.
Wang Yu was sitting cross-legged before the corpse, sending out corpse-refining incantation seals one after another, branding them deep into the Living Corpse's body. The tip of his tongue swept across the sharp fang on his upper palate, and he swiftly spat out a mouthful of blood mist.
"Grand Yin Refinement Form, Moon Fiend Soul Refinement."
"Earth Turbid Evil Curse, Return to Corpse Body."
"Heaven yin-yin, earth ling-ling, Yin Fate Stretching Far, Living Soul Hard to Descend, All Specters Turn Evil, Fix Zombie Dissolve Body."
"By decree—raise the corpse!!!"
In an instant, the Grand Yin Moon Fiend Energy was like boiling, thick white smoke, sucked into the zombie's belly in a flash. That final wisp of vitality, like a candle guttering in the wind, transformed in the blink of an eye into surging Corpse Qi.
"Roar—"
The beast-like roar shook his ears until they ached. Wang Yu soon felt the backlash against his divine sense. This Yin Fiend Corpse—even with him going all out—
Due to his cultivation and his mastery of the secret art, it was almost impossible to perfectly manifest the strength the corpse had possessed in life. According to his estimate, it would at most be at the Third Tier Early Stage.
This result was not wrong.
But its ferocity was even greater than what was recorded in the Yin Fiend Corpse Refinement Art. Even with his divine sense power comparable to Peak Foundation Establishment, suppressing it was still rather forced.
"That shouldn't be. The Corpse Control Seal can control refined corpses one realm higher than one's own divine sense. Could this Yin Fiend Corpse be an Aberrant Species Zombie?"
Wang Yu stepped out