Undead Hunt for Shrek

As dusk fell, the Mingdou Mountains lay shrouded in gloom.

Between the peaks, both the Sun Moon Empire and the Star Luo Empire had their covert sentries.

With a Flight Soul Tool strapped to his back, Qin Chuan slipped in silently, unnoticed by either side.

His target on this trip: the Death Hand Bandit Group.

He would kill every last one of them and take the place of the Death Emissary, giving Shrek Academy a huge surprise they would never forget.

Qin Chuan descended from the clouds and set foot on the ground. He slowly closed his eyes and drew upon the power of the Mountain Dragon King Million Year Torso Bone, stirring the ochre-colored energy of the earth's ley lines.

At the same time, information about every nearby landform and person in the Mingdou Mountains surfaced in Qin Chuan's mind. The entire terrain unfolded as vivid, three-dimensional images.

"Found you!"

Qin Chuan opened his eyes and flew east.

Before long, a dense Warm Orchid Forest came into view.

"You did a good job covering your tracks, but you still left a few clues behind." Qin Chuan picked up a branch with a trace of blood on it and followed the cleaned-up path to a cave concealed by vines.

Six bandits in plain clothes stood guard outside the cave. They chatted casually, holding wine jars and wearing drunken smiles.

"I'm telling you, we made a killing this time. The caravan we robbed had a cart full of gleaming Gold Soul Coins and other goods. We'll each get a nice cut."

"Life's good when you follow the boss. We never have to worry about food or drink. Last time the White Tiger Duke of the Star Luo Empire led a force to surround us, we slipped right into the Sun Moon Empire. You should've seen Dai Hao's helpless fury."

They chatted and laughed, unaware that danger was already upon them.

The First Soul Ring beneath Qin Chuan's feet lit up. A cloud of grayish-purple mist drifted by, and hundreds of Death Demon Spiders emerged, crawling forward without a sound.

One of them slipped behind a bandit. At first, he paid it no mind, but soon a wrenching pain struck his back. As the spider's venom entered his body, his face quickly turned bluish-purple.

Before the others could react, the Death Demon Spiders hidden in the shadows swarmed them. Their screams instantly alerted everyone else inside the cave.

With the Angel Holy Sword in hand, Qin Chuan took a single step forward and flashed into the cave, where he began cutting down everyone in sight.

A dazzling golden sword light was like the first beam of light cleaving the heavens. It swept through the dozen men charging at him and the dozens more rushing up behind them, taking off their heads.

Headless bodies littered the ground as blood sprayed from severed necks. The cave erupted in an uproar.

"Who's there?!"

"Who the hell has the nerve?!"

Faced with the many bandits' angry shouts and curses, Qin Chuan merely glanced at the human skins hanging on the walls and the bodies impaled on the mountaintop. Every one of these people deserved to die.

The commotion soon caught the attention of someone deep within the cave. A chilling gaze landed on Qin Chuan.

After dealing with the vermin in front of him, Qin Chuan watched as five Soul Kings suddenly emerged from deeper inside. Their Soul Ring Configurations were identical: their First Soul Rings were all white. None of them had a Ten Thousand Year Soul Ring, but they were still Soul King powerhouses.

"Fresh meat, and you're not afraid of the tiger. You dare come to the Death Hand's territory? You're going to die here today." After delivering his threat, one burly man swung a fist as large as a millstone at Qin Chuan.

Qin Chuan said nothing. The moment he raised the Silver Dragon King's claw, wind, fire, thunder, and water surged forth as multicolored streams of elemental power.

The burly man was still in midair when flames engulfed him. He let out an endless scream that seemed to come from the depths of his soul.

The flames clung to him like a leech, seeping into every crevice. In just a few moments, the man had burned to nothing. The wind scattered the handful of ashes as soon as they hit the ground.

The astonishing sight left the others afraid to move, each terrified that they would be next.

But even if they didn't go after Qin Chuan, he would come for them.

The Golden Dragon King's claw clenched into a fist. One punch blew a Soul King's body apart, sending severed limbs flying as blood splattered across the wall.

Soon, however, a sinister laugh rang out from deeper in the cave.

"What a sturdy body. It's a shame you chose to oppose me, the Death Emissary. I'll keep you here today and turn you into my corpse puppet."

As soon as he finished speaking, the remaining bandits burst into laughter. They surged toward Qin Chuan, their bodies swelling rapidly as the gaps between their limbs widened. A terrifying pressure began to spread.

"Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom! Boom—"

A series of violent explosions erupted, quickly engulfing Qin Chuan. Flesh and blood flew in every direction, and the blazing light briefly turned the pitch-black cave as bright as day.

When the dust settled, smoke billowed through the cave. A pair of emerald-green eyes glimmered in the haze as footsteps drew nearer.

"Enjoyed the Chain Corpse Explosion? I imagine your body's in pieces now, but don't worry. I'm very good at stitching things back together."

"I'll pick the strongest parts of your body and use them to make the strongest corpse puppet."

As soon as the words left his mouth, Qin Chuan's mocking voice rang out from the smoke. "To be honest, your Chain Corpse Explosion wasn't much. It didn't even stir the hem of my clothes."

When the dust cleared, Qin Chuan stood before him unharmed. The ochre-colored barrier around him receded from above his head and flowed back into the earth.

One of the four Soul Skills of the Mountain Dragon King Million Year Torso Bone: Guard.

It drew on the power of the earth's ley lines to form an absolute defense.

The Death Emissary wore a black hood, his entire body concealed beneath a loose black robe. His emerald-green eyes were filled with horror.

"You're still alive?! Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Even a Soul Saint would have been injured!"

Three pairs of pitch-black wings appeared behind Qin Chuan, woven entirely from countless wraiths. His clothes turned ashen, and the Angel Holy Sword in his hand transformed into the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in an instant.

Here and now, Qin Chuan became an emissary who had walked out of hell.

The Evil Soul Master before him, who called himself the Death God Emissary, wasn't afraid at all. Instead, he began shouting with excitement. "This overwhelming aura of supreme evil... You're the Holy Son! You must be the Holy Son, no question about it! The Holy Son has descended!"

Qin Chuan had no time to entertain the Death God Emissary's nonsense. He reversed his grip on the Rakshasa Demon Scythe and swept it across. The Death God Emissary's head fell.

Qin Chuan set the bodies and every trace of the place ablaze, burning them all to ashes.

Then, a purple-and-gold "Soul Ring" appeared beneath Qin Chuan's feet.

Among the four skills of the Undead Angel, the Undead Great World had emerged after the fragment of Electrolux's remnant soul was devoured and used to complete it.

Beneath the land behind Qin Chuan, an ancient, heavy Black Stone Gate suddenly rose up. He turned and pushed it open.

The heavy Stone Gate slowly swung wide, and wisps of black mist seeped out.

Qin Chuan looked inside. The world beyond the Stone Gate was gray and hazy. The most striking feature was a towering volcano that reached into the clouds. A giant dragon completely encased in lava soared above it, breathing flames that consumed every tangible thing.

Before Qin Chuan, skeleton soldiers wreathed in deathly energy and clad in armor all turned to look his way, then dropped to their knees in perfect unison.

Behind them stood archers clutching decayed bows. Like the skeleton soldiers, they were nothing but bones, and they too knelt before him.

Rumble—

A muffled sound rose in the distance, followed by the approaching thunder of hooves.

More than a hundred Skeleton Knights in battered armor, carrying spears and wearing tattered capes over their shoulders, dismounted and knelt as well. Their ranks stretched out in a magnificent expanse.

Qin Chuan stood upon the scorched earth, the Rakshasa Demon Scythe in hand and three pairs of Wraith Wings behind him. He was like a Death Monarch.

At the same time, the Flame Dragon descended from the sky. It affectionately rubbed its enormous head against Qin Chuan's palm, then bowed before him, awaiting his command.

Farther away, more and more skeleton armies gathered, stretching beyond sight. Among them were even some indescribable, terrifying creatures—beings beyond the understanding of this world, true undead creatures.

Looking at the vast multitude before him, Qin Chuan nodded in satisfaction. "The hunt begins."

The Mingdou Mountains were quiet at night, in the Warm Orchid Forest.

Dai Yueheng, a burly man with short, tousled blond hair, picked up the deadwood Qin Chuan had left behind and handed it to Wang Yan.

"Teacher Wang Yan, take a look at this."

Wang Yan took the bloodstained branch and rubbed a little of the blood between his fingers. "The blood hasn't dried yet. They cleaned up the ground, but still left a few clues. If we follow this trail, we should be able to find them."

"What should we do next?" Dai Yueheng asked.

Wang Yan's lips curled into a cold smile. "Obviously, we strike first and finish this quickly. Don't forget, you're all Inner Court Students. They may have a lot of people, and they may have cleaned up after themselves, but don't forget that Yuhao's Spiritual Detection can find any traces they've tried to hide."

Huo Yuhao stepped out from behind the group. Two Yellow Soul Rings lit up beneath his feet. His martial soul, the Spirit Eyes, was a Body Martial Soul with the Mental Attribute.

As it happened, both Huo Yuhao's First and Second Soul Rings came from Mental Attribute Soul Beasts.

Huo Yuhao had been selected for the reserve team not only because of his Martial Soul Fusion Skill with Wang Dong, the Golden Path, but also because of his astonishing scouting ability.

Everything before his eyes became crystal clear. The surrounding scene was reproduced in Huo Yuhao's mind.

First Soul Skill: Spiritual Detection.

Second Soul Skill: Spiritual Lock.

With the two Soul Skills combined, Huo Yuhao instantly mapped out a path ahead and found several concealed footprints.

"Over there!"

Huo Yuhao pointed in a direction, and the others immediately understood. Ma Xiaotao, a voluptuous woman with fiery red hair, took the lead, while Dai Yueheng stayed behind Huo Yuhao to protect him.

The official team members went first, with Wang Yan and Huo Yuhao in the middle and the remaining reserve team members close behind. Together, they headed toward the trap Qin Chuan had carefully prepared.