Battle Corpse
The Silver Corpse Sea is the first sea of corpses in Southern Yingzhou. It is even more dangerous and mysterious than the Corpse Sea of Rotting Marsh ruled by the Giant Spirit Corpse King that appeared in the East China Sea. Ancient sects are very wary of it.
"Silver Rain Corpse Poison" is a powerful and precious weapon of the Taiyin Sect, feared by all martial artists in the world, and is closely related to the Silver Corpse Sea.
The Silver Rain Corpse Poison that just fell from the sky was refined by Luo Pingdan.
The rainwater and corpse poison contained his Psychic Power Spiritual Light.
Therefore, as the bells rang, the zombie-like martial artists, drawn by his terrifying, all-encompassing mental power, rushed madly toward the White Bone Warship, like puppets whose memories and thoughts had been taken away by him.
"Boom!"
These zombie-like martial artists were numerous and each possessed powerful cultivation. At this moment, they were like living dead, mobilizing their internal energy and using magical artifacts, making their attacks extremely formidable.
Even the major sects and powerful clans in the Lingxiao Shengjing may not have so many Dao Seed Realm experts.
Li Weiyi remained calm and was not intimidated by the situation at hand.
His Psychic Power Spiritual Light completely adhered to the array platform, and he quickly became familiar with the Defensive Formation and offensive formations of the White Bone Warship. Then, he summoned bolts of lightning that flew out from the array's Light Veil.
"Bang!"
"Crack!"
Each bolt of lightning could send dozens of zombie-like martial artists flying, or dozens of Corpse Spirit, or a large number of ferocious souls flying.
The entire battlefield, spanning several miles, resembled a duel between two supreme cultivators.
One who controls the dead and commands thousands of troops.
One side defended the ship, using battle formations to counterattack.
A mile away, Luo Pingdan watched the ever-decreasing army of Corpse Spirit and Fierce Soul Army, his eyes growing serious. He stared at the figure on the platform at the bow of the ship; this must be the one who had blocked his Psychic Attack earlier.
The formation of the White Bone Warship was fully activated. If Luo Pingdan wanted to attack Li Weiyi directly with his Psychic Attack again, he would have to break the formation first.
The army of Corpse Spirit and the Fierce Soul Army were troops he borrowed.
If the losses are too great, it will be difficult to explain.
I thought I could easily win over Lu Jingshen and An Zhiruo, but this unexpected turn of events has occurred.
"Those!"
After stabilizing the situation, Li Weiyi used a secret technique to purify the mind and dispel evil.
He pointed a finger into the void, and his voice, like thunder in the void, echoed outwards in layers.
"Whoosh!"
As if touching the water's surface with his fingertips, a divine light emanated from him.
Wherever the spiritual light passed, the zombie-like martial artists on the ships collapsed to the ground with thuds, their eyes closed and their breaths barely audible.
He hasn't regained consciousness.
Once the corpse poison enters the body and merges into the blood and flesh, it cannot be neutralized by a single burst of spiritual light.
Outside the formation of the White Bone Warship, all the corpse-turned martial artists collapsed after being struck by the light waves of spiritual energy.
Those Corpse Spirit, malevolent souls, and Ghost-faced Owl were severely injured; some screamed and howled, some fell from mid-air, and some had their souls disintegrate.
Lu Jingshen gathered the dozens of armored warriors and maids who had not been poisoned and turned into zombies together, and used a high-grade boundary bag to put them all into the bag, preparing to break through the encirclement.
Seeing this, he was filled with admiration.
They realized that "Family Head Li" not only had achieved immortality through martial arts, but also possessed extremely high Psychic Power Attainment.
Before even reaching the Lingxiao Shengjing, one could encounter someone with such extraordinary talent; indeed, the world is full of hidden dragons and crouching tigers.
"So it turns out that Young Master Lu invited the Saint Mind Master to accompany him! But it's still just a death throes, a desperate struggle like a cornered beast."
Luo Pingdan's lips parted slightly, his eyes narrowed, and he slammed his Bronze Staff into the ground.
"Whoosh!"
Centered on the staff, countless threads of light flew out, stretching for miles, rushing into the bodies of the fallen, corpse-turned martial artists, reviving and pulling them back to their feet.
The power of the Saint Mind Master was displayed to the fullest extent; one person could be worth a thousand troops.
At the same time.
Beneath Luo Pingdan's back, black mist filled the ground, and vortexes appeared on the surface.
A tall and robust humanoid Corpse Spirit crawled out from the ground and stood in the black mist, a head taller than Luo Pingdan in front of it.
His aura was extremely powerful, completely different from other Corpse Spirit and corpse-turned martial artists. He had no skin, and his entire body was covered with inch-long metal plates. On his chest, there was Dao Ruler- long blood-red rune that ran from below his neck to his abdomen.
His five lung lobes contained green flames. The firelight shone through his flesh and armor, making his chest exceptionally bright, and the blood-red runes on his skin appeared even more eerie.
"Lingnu, go and break the formation on that White Bone Warship."
Luo Pingdan took out a heavy sword with a Thousand Character Artifact and tossed it to him.
The only thing Luo Pingdan and Xie Wumian were wary of was the formation on the White Bone Warship. Therefore, they did not approach it, relying instead on the Corpse Spirit and fierce souls to break the formation.
Furthermore, they chose to strike in a dangerous area of the void, giving the White Bone Warship no chance to escape.
The White Bone Warship were surrounded by all sorts of malevolent spirits and ghosts, an endless stream that could not be killed.
The Defensive Formation grew increasingly dim.
"Family Head Li, Luo Pingdan is no ordinary Saint Mind Master, and with the aid of the Corpse Demon Army, the formation of the White Bone Warship cannot hold."
"Their target is me. I will break through to the west, and Luo and Xie will definitely pursue me. You should head south yourself; that's roughly the direction back to Lingxiao Shengjing. The White Bone Warship are traveling in the south."
Just as Lu Jingshen finished speaking, a loud bang came from outside, making him lose his balance.
"Boom!"
The long-haired, battle-dead "Lingnu" cleaved through the array's Light Veil with a single sword strike, splitting the White Bone Warship in two.
A trench, about a mile long, was left in the ground by Sword Qi.
Lu Jingshen activated the escape talisman on his body, blasting away several Dao Seed Realm corpse-transformed martial artists. He transformed into a streak of light and headed west, shouting, "Xie Wumian, Luo Pingdan, I know who hired the Taiyin Sect to ambush us here. I will avenge this grudge!"
"Then Young Master Lu will never leave the Netherworld of the Departed alive!"
The Silver Sand River sped after them, causing the earth to tremble and the Wind Force howl fiercely.
"Young Master, you go first; I'll cover your retreat."
An Zhiruo descended from the sky, wielding a Jade Ruyi, cleaving out a sea of jade-colored light. Within the sea of light, countless scriptures rose and fell, blocking the Silver Sand River.
Xie Wumian's silver true form was then forced out.
An Zhiruo been seriously injured in the previous exchange, but her eyes were firm and she showed no fear.
Lu Jingshen treated him like a teacher and a father, obeying his every word and never regarding him as Chen Family. His status was far higher than the nominal title of "Guest Elder." Therefore, in times of danger, he was willing to risk his life for him.
Luo Pingdan glanced indifferently at the "Saint Mind Master" carrying a girl who was fleeing in another direction, but ultimately prioritized the mission and leaped onto the rooster's back.
Countless runes flew out from his Glabella Spiritual Realm, landing on the rooster's feathers.
"Whoosh!"
The rooster chased after Lu Jingshen at an extremely fast speed, sometimes running, sometimes flying.
"Lingnu, get rid of that Saint Mind Master!" Luo Pingdan cast a talisman onto the battle corpse, gave this command, and then disappeared into the darkness.
Li Weiyi had Divine Speed Talisman attached to his body, and in a short time, he had already traveled a hundred miles.
At the peak of the Dao Seed Realm, Tang Wanzhou could fight to a draw with the weakest Longevity Realm Martial Cultivator, earning him the reputation of being one in a thousand years. However, when he encountered First Realm expert like Yao Qingxuan, he was severely injured in a single move and could only flee for his life.
The Demon Child, known as the Young Son of Heaven, was at the peak of the Dao Seed Realm when he encountered Zuoqiu Ling and was utterly powerless against him.
Yao Qingxuan and Zuoqiu Ling are far from reaching the peak of the First Realm.
Li Weiyi was confident that he could defeat Tang Wanzhou, who was at the peak of his cultivation, with his Longevity Body and the early stage of the Ninth Heaven. However, he had no confidence whatsoever against Zuoqiu Ling and Yao Qingxuan.
Xie Wumian at the Second Realm, and his strength far surpassed that of Yao Qingxuan and Zuoqiu Ling. An Zhiruo had lived for two hundred years, was no match for him.
Luo Pingdan was his equal, so how could he be any worse?
When encountering someone of this level of strength, even self-preservation is difficult, let alone helping others.
The war corpses chasing behind were extremely fast, and Li Weiyi was unable to shake them off.
The secret technique with the word "Zhe" was also blocked by the talisman light on the corpse.
Li Weiyi glanced back, but the world was pitch black. He could no longer see the radiance emanating from Xie Wumian, Luo Pingdan, An Zhiruo, and the others, nor could he sense their power.
He suddenly stopped, turned around, and channeled his magical energy into the Provincial Governor's Official Robe.
"Aww!"
The white mist dragon soul, over a hundred meters long, shook the air, bared its fangs and claws, and coiled and swirled as it charged toward the war corpses that were hot on its heels.
Even though the dragon's soul was divided into three hundred parts, it still contained the aura of an emperor and possessed formidable battle prowess.
With Li Weiyi's current strength of magical energy and the vastness of the Fengfu Ancestral Field, the dragon soul combat power he can unleash by consuming one-third of his magical energy is definitely comparable to some Longevity Realm Martial Cultivator.
Its powerful aura caused changes in the surrounding environment, resulting in the appearance of clouds and electricity.
If a martial artist of a lower realm were to pass by at this moment and see this from afar, they would surely be shocked, thinking that the Dragon God had appeared in the world.
The war corpse's eyes were not dull, but rather sharp. Without dodging or avoiding, it gripped the sword with both hands and swung it out, colliding with the dragon's head.
"Boom!"
The war corpse staggered backward, kicking up dust beneath its feet.
He blocked the dragon soul's full-force attack, quickly regained his footing, and used his arms to force the dragon soul back, preparing to counterattack.
Li Weiyi flew out from above the dragon soul's head, slashing down with his sword, creating a yellow sword waterfall that struck the war corpse's head.
The war corpse had no metal armor plates on its head, which Li Weiyi judged to be its weakness.
"Bang!"
Ripples spread above the corpse's head, and the ground beneath its feet shattered, creating a large crater several meters in diameter.
The bottom of the pit was charred black and crackled with electric sparks.
The lightning bolts originated from the Yellow Dragon Sword; they are the Six Jia Yang Thunder, possessing the power to ward off demons and evil.
Li Weiyi's all-out sword strike felt like it had struck a metal mountain; the force of the recoil made his fingers ache terribly.
Gazing into the past.
It was discovered that a golden light shone from the spot where the corpse's head had been struck.
It is the Great Perfection Golden Bone!
"He blocked my sword strike using only his skeletal defenses. Just how strong must his physical body be? What cultivation level was he at in his lifetime?"
Li Weiyi quickly calmed down.
No matter how powerful they were in life, they have already perished and been turned into battle corpses.
The battle corpse instantly neutralized the Six Jia Yang Thunder, and a powerful burst of magical energy erupted from the ancestral field, forcing the dragon soul and Li Weiyi back.
Li Weiyi could tell that the battle corpse possessed a certain level of combat intelligence. The moment it retreated, it stepped on the Yellow Dragon Projection, soaring straight into the sky and dodging the second sword strike that the battle corpse was about to unleash.
In mid-air.
"Master, should we throw it or not?" Yu'er asked nervously.
Li Weiyi said, "Throw it away."
The Provincial Governor's Official Seal fell with a thud, striking the head of the war corpse before crashing to the ground.
Very accurate!
But the result was different from what Li Weiyi had imagined; the war corpse was not harmed in the slightest.
"As expected... we can't place all our hopes on you..."
"Boom!"
Thunder and lightning flashed across the sky.
The Purple Sky Lei Seal flew out from the thunderclouds, unleashing the power of the Myriad-character Artifact, striking the war corpse, cracking its metal armor plates, and causing half of its body to sink into the ground.