After hearing Zhang Chen's words, the Corpse Ancestor could not help choking with rage. Was it that he did not want to go? He had clearly been blocked by someone and could not enter.
If he were inside the Spiritual World, with its dense Heaven and Earth Primal Qi, he could at least retain the combat strength of a Golden Immortal.
"Because I suffered an accident, Old Ancestor has a great enemy within that Spiritual World. Old Ancestor wanted to enter, but that bastard blocked me outside. If you join forces with me, slipping into the Spiritual World will be as easy as turning over our hands." The Corpse Ancestor constantly tempted Zhang Chen. He had already sensed that something was wrong. It seemed he had been plotted against by Zhang Chen; his own head appeared to have lost all sensation, invaded by a strange power.
"Old Ancestor, there is no need to say more. Once I refine you and turn you into my puppet, I can naturally go to the Spiritual World and investigate it myself. Why would I need your help?" Zhang Chen's voice carried a trace of smugness.
The Corpse Ancestor's gaze froze. After talking for so long, this brat before him was completely impervious to both oil and salt—he had not listened to a word at all?
The next moment, the Corpse Ancestor began swearing furiously. "Brat, do you think you can truly subdue me? Let me tell you, that is impossible. Stop dreaming!"
"You had better never give Old Ancestor a chance to break free. Otherwise, Old Ancestor will slice you into a thousand pieces!"
Zhang Chen answered very seriously, "Old Ancestor is right. I definitely will not give you any chance to escape. Please rest assured, I will keep a very tight watch over