To achieve such a feat, aside from Meng Zhao's powerful and wondrous Primordial Spirit Power, it was fundamentally inseparable from his role in spurring the Formation of the Heavenly Wolf Corpse. Thus, the two had become connected, allowing Meng Zhao's Primordial Spirit Power to take possession of it.
Upon taking possession of the corpse body, Meng Zhao immediately sensed how utterly different it was from his own body. The many divine arts and profound techniques he had previously comprehended were difficult to wield, while the supernatural abilities and martial arts rooted in the Heavenly Wolf Corpse Body could be used without the slightest obstruction.
With his supreme martial cultivation and wisdom, the potential he could bring forth was naturally far beyond that of a corpse possessing nothing but instinct.
Facing the Peacock Dharma Form in the heavens, wings spread wide as it unleashed endless Five Elements Sword Qi, the Heavenly Wolf Corpse could only defend passively, barely resisting with the Corrosion Divine Ability before ultimately being worn down.
Yet now, a trace of Meng Zhao's Primordial Spirit had merged with the Heavenly Wolf Corpse, temporarily refining it into an external incarnation. He had many different ways of dealing with it.
It bent its knees and rose onto its toes. The muscles in its thighs bulged one after another, winding and intertwining like horned dragons, while dense Qi and Blood Power boiled and steamed forth. Even the Ice ground beneath the Heavenly Wolf Corpse melted away, becoming a shallow pool within moments, heat billowing from it.
With a thunderous boom, the terrifying force shook the entirety of Little Cold Mountain. The mountain trembled as the Heavenly Wolf Corpse transformed into a skyrocketing firework, shooting toward the Peacock Dharma Form in the heavens.
A piercing howl of wind erupted, whipping up a