Of the Twelfth Order experts in the capital, aside from the Great Victory Royal Family, who had formations and Innate Spiritual Treasures protecting them, every last one had died!
They had died cleanly, all becoming nourishment for the Corpse Ancestor. Before a Corpse Ancestor with Taiyi-level power, even Heavenly Immortal cultivators were no more than ants that could be crushed at will.
Yet even though the Great Victory Royal Family's experts had not died, they were in a miserable state, each grievously wounded.
The Corpse Ancestor was not doing well either. Its combat power had fallen from the Taiyi realm to the Golden Immortal realm and was still declining. The speed at which it devoured Essence Blood could not match the speed at which its Essence, Qi, and Spirit leaked away. A Golden Immortal was only one realm above a Heavenly Immortal. Though it possessed the insight of the Great Luo realm, facing everyone wielding spiritual treasures was already becoming strenuous.
Fortunately, once its power had dropped to the Golden Immortal level, the rate of decline began to slow. Although its strength was still falling, its situation had improved greatly compared to before.
Zhang Chen glanced at the battle and knew that the Corpse Ancestor would not be able to swiftly take down the Royal Family's experts. His figure flashed, and when he reappeared, he was already within the academy. He had coveted the aberrations imprisoned there for a long time. The academy sealed away tens of thousands of aberrations—if he could seal them all within his Ice Hell, just how far would his Ice Hell evolve?
His Ice Hell possessed one trait: the more aberrations it sealed, the stronger it became.
By now, the academy had become a complete mess. Corpse insects rained down from the sky everywhere, along