Lu Yin walked over and looked toward the golden platform outside. Seeing the battle unfolding, his face filled with shock. "That's the Three Yang Ancestor Qi?"
Ghost Marquis immediately merged into Lu Yin's arm.
Gu Xiaoer saw Lu Yin approaching. "Brother, you're awake? You saved my life. I don't know what else to say—I owe you one."
Lu Yin paid no attention to Gu Xiaoer's words. He stared in shock at the golden platform, watching Shang Qing fight two opponents at once, one of whom was that Corpse King.
In Lu Yin's eyes, the Corpse King's Rune Dao Numbers were immense, probably exceeding four hundred thousand in combat power. It was an absolute powerhouse. Yuhua Mebis and the others had Rune Dao Numbers nowhere near his.
Yet the figure formed from Shang Qing's Three Yang Ancestor Qi could actually injure the Corpse King and fight him to a standstill. It was simply unbelievable.
Xie Xiaoxian said in shock, "That's Ancestor Chen."
Lu Yin's expression changed. "Ancestor Chen?"
Xie Xiaoxian's voice turned subdued. "The true nature of the Three Yang Ancestor Qi is that it can transform into an ancestral powerhouse with equivalent strength. Shang Qing is in the Enlightenment Realm, so the figure formed from his Three Yang Ancestor Qi is Ancestor Chen, with power equal to his own." She looked at Lu Yin. "I used to think our generation was an anomaly, that history could never have produced so many unparalleled geniuses at once. But the strength of the older generation is astonishing. At the very least, no one in our generation can match that Corpse King—yet Ancestor Chen can."
Lu Yin stared in shock at the figure fighting the Corpse King on the golden platform. That was Ancestor Chen. Every slash wounded the Corpse King. His Blade Intent