"A mere Corpse Puppet dares to be so insolent? Telling This Seat to get out—you're courting death!"
Qin Hao's robes fluttered as he appeared in the air like a descended god.
His black hair danced lightly, his eyes shone like stars, and he stood with his hands behind his back, emanating the cultivation fluctuations of the Nascent Soul mid-stage.
"How presumptuous!"
Hearing those words, the Dried Corpse Man was instantly enraged.
The other party was merely at the Nascent Soul mid-stage, the same as him, yet he actually dared to look down on him?
Before his death, he had been a mighty expert at the Nascent Soul Great Perfection.
Boom!
The Dried Corpse Man stretched out his withered arm. Spiritual power surged forth like a vast ocean, condensing into a giant hand that seized toward Qin Hao.
"Shatter!"
Qin Hao summoned the Wood Sword of Years and pointed with a raised hand. The wooden sword had already struck the giant hand of spiritual power.
With a bang, the giant hand of spiritual power exploded, turning into dust and vanishing.
"Slash!"
Qin Hao formed hand seals and slashed at the Dried Corpse Man again.
"Hmph!"
The Dried Corpse Man's eyes filled with disdain. He raised his withered palm, intending to block the wooden sword.
In his view, his current body had been tempered to be as hard as a magic treasure. Naturally, it could block a Nascent Soul stage magic treasure.
Crack!
Yet in the next instant, his expression changed drastically.
His body, no less sturdy than a Nascent Soul stage magic treasure, was effortlessly torn apart upon touching the wooden sword.
"A Spirit Transformation stage magic treasure?"
The Dried Corpse Man's face was filled with shock as he cried out repeatedly.
He had never imagined that he had provoked a Cultivator possessing a Spirit Transformation stage magic treasure.
Setting aside the background the other party possessed, this Spirit Transformation stage magic treasure alone was beyond his ability to withstand.
Buzz!
At the same time, the Dried Corpse Man sensed an eerie force corroding his body.
Though his current body was a Corpse Puppet, it could still decay.
"This is Artistic Conception Power?"
The Dried Corpse Man let out a terrified roar, and his Nascent Soul immediately left his body.
He feared that if his Nascent Soul did not leave his body, it would be corroded by the Artistic Conception Power.
Boom!
The moment his Nascent Soul left his body, a massive energy hand conjured by Qin Hao had already seized it.
"Fellow Daoist, spare my life!"
The Dried Corpse Man's Nascent Soul begged, "I am from a Level 4 Cultivation Nation..."
But before he could finish speaking, Qin Hao had already sealed his Nascent Soul.
Even if he had come from a Level 5 Cultivation Nation, Qin Hao would not have feared him in the slightest.
After all, Qin Hao had the Chaos Bead. If he could not win, he could simply hide inside.
Besides, a Cultivator's Nascent Soul was a treasure. Qin Hao naturally would not waste it.
Whoosh!
Not far away, seeing the Dried Corpse Man slain by Qin Hao, the Corpse Charm fled into the distance without another word.
"Still trying to run?"
But before it could get very far, it was suppressed by a massive hand of spiritual power.
Qin Hao brought the Corpse Charm before the statue and spoke indifferently. "Will you come out on your own, or shall I invite you out?"
"Please hold your hand, Senior!"
A vortex suddenly appeared on the statue. A little man just over a foot tall emerged, bringing Wang Lin and A'Dai out with him.
"This junior, Wu Yu of the Corpse Yin Sect, pays respects to Senior!"
The little man's entire body was dim and weak. The instant he appeared, he anxiously cupped his hands in salute.
A hundred years ago, he had been forced out of his body by the Nascent Soul within the Corpse Puppet.
A century later, his Corpse Puppet had grown increasingly powerful, only for the man before him to destroy its body and seal its Nascent Soul.
At his peak, he had not even been able to defeat the Corpse Puppet. In his current weakened state, he was even less capable of contending with the man before him.
"This junior, Wang Lin, greets Senior!"
Wang Lin, standing beside him, also bowed in salute.
The look in his eyes as he regarded Qin Hao was somewhat complicated.
If not for Qin Hao, today he could only have left by using Wu Yu's Teleportation Array.
He had no idea where that Teleportation Array led, or whether it was dangerous.
Yet this mysterious senior had encountered him once again. He did not know whether it was a coincidence or intentional.
Qin Hao looked at Wang Lin and smiled. "Junior Brother Wang, we meet again!"
"You know Senior?"
Wu Yu was stunned.
He had not expected that someone he had casually found would actually possess such a background.
"He and I come from the same sect!"
Qin Hao chuckled and said to Wu Yu, "Hand over your Soul Blood, and This Seat can return your body to you!"
"Yes!"
Wu Yu naturally did not dare resist and immediately handed over his Soul Blood.
After taking his Soul Blood, Qin Hao casually erased the sealed Corpse Charm's intelligence and tossed it to Wu Yu.
Whoosh!
Wu Yu's Nascent Soul flickered and entered his own body, beginning to reclaim it.
Soon, Nascent Soul-level fluctuations radiated from Wu Yu's body.
He opened his eyes and bowed to Qin Hao once more. "Thank you, Senior!"
Qin Hao instructed, "I happen to be going to the Corpse Yin Sect. Lead me there!"
"Yes!"
Wu Yu did not ask any questions. Pointing at the statue, he invited, "Senior, there is a Teleportation Array I set up here. It can take us directly to the Corpse Yin Sect!"
Qin Hao nodded slightly, then looked at Wang Lin. "Junior Brother Wang, would you like to come along?"
Wang Lin fell silent for a moment before finally nodding. "I'll go!"
He could hear from Qin Hao's words that Qin Hao intended for him to go, so naturally he did not dare refuse.
Moreover, the Yellow Springs Ascending Aperture Art he cultivated happened to require high-quality Yin Qi.
According to Wu Yu, the Corpse Yin Sect possessed Earth-rank Chilling Qi.
Wu Yu opened a passage into the statue and formed hand seals, casting one seal after another.
Rumble!
Streams of light emerged, and the Teleportation Array he had inscribed was immediately activated.
The four of them stepped into the Teleportation Array and vanished from the place.
In the far west of the Zhao Kingdom lay a vast plain.
As this place was shrouded in Chilling Qi all year round and contained Nine Earths Qi that even Nascent Soul Experts did not dare touch lightly, few people came here.
Only a small number of Old Monsters knew that this was actually where the demonic sect, the Corpse Yin Sect, was located.
Beneath an enormous swamp lay a series of interconnected caverns.
The Corpse Yin Sect had been established within these maze-like caverns.
On this day, the Teleportation Array within the largest central cavern suddenly began flashing intensely.
The Corpse Yin Sect disciples guarding the area all opened their eyes.
When they saw forty-three rings of light illuminate atop the array, all their expressions changed.
"A Nascent Soul stage senior has arrived! Rise quickly and greet them!"
The leader shouted, and everyone rose to their feet before kneeling on the ground.
At the same time, they respectfully called out, "We welcome Senior!"
The light on the Teleportation Array faded, and four figures appeared there.
They were Qin Hao, Wang Lin, Wu Yu, and A'Dai, who had come from the Savage Wilderness Forest.
Wu Yu stood with his hands behind his back and an arrogant expression as he asked, "Where is Senior Brother Ye Zizai?"
Buzz!
Suddenly, the air nearby twisted. Strands of Black Qi condensed and intertwined, forming a human figure.
The instant the figure appeared, an immense pressure surged forth.
"We welcome Progenitor Ye!"
The Corpse Yin Sect disciples bowed in worship once more.
"Junior Brother Wu Yu, you've finally returned!"
A sinister voice slowly came from the figure. "Hm? Where is your Corpse Puppet?"
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