If Ye Xiwen had been even slightly slower just now, that ghostly claw might have torn him in half on the spot.
Transcendent Realm Eighth Heaven!
His heart jolted. This was actually a Yin Corpse at the Transcendent Realm Eighth Heaven!
Although it was somewhat inferior to the Fire Corpse Ye Xiwen had once seen chasing the Crocodile Crown Prince in a desperate flight for his life, the difference was not great. Even compared to the Crocodile Crown Prince, this immense and evil aura differed very little.
Ye Xiwen directly drew that demonic blade from the Heavenly Origin Mirror. Under normal circumstances, he tried to use this demonic blade as little as possible. Though the not-yet-formed artifact spirit had already been cleared away, it was indeed a demonic blade. Using it for too long could easily affect one's mind and judgment. Of course, Ye Xiwen, who possessed the Myriad Heart Ancient Tree, was not worried about that. He simply did not want to develop the habit of relying too heavily on external objects.
Unless necessary, he generally would not casually use weapons. In any case, he had long since reached the level where every blade of grass and every piece of wood could serve as a weapon.
"Roar!" Seeing that its strike had failed, the zombie immediately roared and pounced again. It threw out a punch, as Demonic Qi mixed with corpse qi and surged out in layer upon layer, condensing into terrifying mountains in the void.
The martial path this zombie had cultivated while alive must have followed this route as well. Even after becoming a zombie, its fist techniques could not escape the influence of its former life.
Ye Xiwen immediately felt unprecedented pressure, so heavy that he could barely breathe. It was almost like the feeling he