"So you never intended to buy spirit medicine from the start. You were only looking for trouble!"
When the tall clerk saw Shen Yi rescue Ma Tian and the others' corpses, he instantly understood his purpose. He was just another petty fool who wanted to uphold justice.
"Roar—"
Growls rang out one after another. Behind the two men, four corpse puppets stood on each side, growling low as they suppressed the bloodthirst in their hearts. Their Killing Intent was dense and oppressive, forcing passersby to retreat and gather at a distance, eager to see what would happen.
"Two mere early Golden Core disciples dare to be this arrogant?" Shen Yi shouted disdainfully. The aura of a late golden core cultivator surged forth, instantly draining the color from the two men's faces. They knew they had provoked someone formidable today.
"Boy, don't be so rampant. I advise you to think thrice before acting. If you anger the Corpse Herding Sect, you'll have nowhere to stand in Fengdu City!" The two men were fierce in appearance but weak at heart. Though they wanted Shen Yi to back down, they suddenly charged forward, intending to kill him in a single blow.
Watching the eight corpse puppets close in from all directions, Shen Yi showed no fear. He shielded Hong Ling behind him as a golden spirit cauldron enveloped them both, spiritual power surging violently.
"Clang—"
The cauldron's chime rang long and clear. A vast soundwave swept out, blasting the charging corpse puppets backward in an instant. Even the tall and short men staggered several steps back, only barely steadying themselves when their feet landed on the stone steps before the shop.
Before the two could recover, Shen Yi's fist had already reached them. Dragon Soars, Elephant Treads—its might was unmatched. Boundless spiritual power