Thousand-Year Corpse King!

Ouch...

Shen Xiuyai opened his eyes, and all he could see was darkness. It felt as if his body was trapped in a small space.

His limbs were unable to stretch out, and his whole body was terribly cold and stiff.

His name is Shen Xiuyai. He is a disciple of the Second Elder Jinghong Sword Sect, of the True Person Hongyun Sect of White Rainbow Mountain. He has no father or mother and was taken to the mountain by the elder to begin his cultivation when he was young.

The elders said he had Innate Dao Body, and Shen Xiuyai lived up to their expectations, cultivating Qi at the age of seven, Foundation Establishment at the age of twelve, and forming his core at the age of twenty. He can be Jinghong Sword Sect in the past thousand years.

"Master..."

Shen Xiuyai spoke, his voice unusually hoarse.

Master...

I'm so cold.

White Rainbow Mountain, Jinghong Sword Sect.

It was nighttime when a sword intent shot straight into the sky, cleaving through the darkness. A blinding white light shot into the sky and headed straight for a certain place!

The disciples within the sect were all startled upon seeing this. "The Second Elder has come out of seclusion?"

"With such a grand display... what on earth happened?"

"Haven't you heard yet?"

"Senior Sister Nie just rushed back, and she was all alone..."

"You mean, something happened to Senior Brother Shen?"

"No wonder... Only Senior Brother Shen could have provoked such a furious reaction from the Second Elder..."

"The Second Elder has been stuck at the Mid Nascent Soul many years. He originally said he wouldn't emerge from seclusion until he reached the late-Nascent Soul stage, but for Senior Brother Shen's sake..."

"Senior Brother Shen and the Second Elder are both teacher and father to each other. Such a relationship is truly enviable."

"So what exactly did Senior Brother Shen and Senior Sister Nie encounter?"

"Senior Sister Nie is currently in the sect's main hall, along with the other elders... I heard that a Core Formation demon has appeared in the world..."

"Moreover, this matter seems to be more complicated than it appears, and may be related to Outer Realm Sky Demons."

"Outer Realm Sky Demons?"

Boom!!

A thunderclap sounded from the ground, and a coffin burst forth from the earth.

A gaunt figure emerged from the coffin. The person had pale skin, rotting flesh exposing bones, an ugly face, tattered clothes, and disheveled black hair.

Its eyes were bloodshot, its fangs sharp, and a mixture of ferocity and resentment shot straight into the sky. Number 0 083: The Corpse King "Blood..."

Shen Xiuyai shook his head, and everything in front of him turned black and white. Everything was terribly cold, except for the warmth of blood emanating from the living.

In this village, a group of ordinary people looked at the monster before them in despair.

The next second, Shen Xiuyai moved and flashed past these people in an instant, so fast that only a faint afterimage could be seen!

Pfft!

Blood splattered, and in an instant, a bloody gash appeared on the necks of all the villagers in front of them. Then, their blood dried up, and they all turned into mummies.

Shen Xiuyai exhaled a breath of hot air; his fingernails were long and sharp.

He stood barefoot on the ground, then turned his head 180 degrees to look at Chen Mo on the recliner next to him.

Bump!!

Shen Xiuyai stomped on the ground, his five sharp claws aimed straight at Chen Mo's brow!

Chen Mo opened his eyes, and the claw instantly froze in front of him.

"You're so aggressive, Xiangliu, cool down your new friend."

As soon as Chen Mo finished speaking, a huge monster with nine heads and a serpent's body rushed over, and one of its heads bit half of Shen Xiuyai's body!

"Hehe, I didn't eat it before... because Master gave me an order..."

"We can eat now!!"

Boom!

Xiangliu dragged Shen Xiuyai away into the distance. Seeing this, Chen Mo picked up the teapot on the tea table and poured himself a cup of water.

Xiangliu is at the mid-stage of Core Formation, which is the Mid-Tier Third Order. He has powerful physical strength and can also spit out black water that rots blood and dissolves bones.

Ordinary life melts away upon contact, but this black water transforms into clouds and rain, leaving nothing but barren land and turning everything into a vast swamp.

Chen Mo calmly sipped his tea, letting the two monsters run wild.

"Master, I sense two powerful auras rapidly approaching, they should be two fourth-tier beings..."

A voice exploded in Chen Mo's mind. Upon hearing this, Chen Mo turned his gaze to Shen Xiuyai, who grabbed Xiangliu's head with both hands and lifted Xiangliu up, slamming him down on the ground!

Boom!!

Cracks appeared in the earth, and a terrifying aura of a fourth-order expert erupted from his body.

"Seventy-nine, what's your estimate? Do you think Eighty-three can beat that guy?"

The voice echoed in Chen Mo's mind again, "Although 083 is only a fourth-tier lower level and has just been revived, his mastery of his abilities is not yet sufficient, but if I'm not mistaken, he is Immortal Body, isn't he?"

Chen Mo chuckled lightly, "Immortal Body isn't anything rare; it depends on the type of immortality..."

Immortality is also called immortality, infinite regeneration can also be called immortality, and resurrection after death can also be called immortality.

There are many kinds of immortality, but the key question is: what kind of immortality is this?

The being known as Seventy-Nine was silent for a moment. "Rather than saying that the physical body is immortal, what I'm more concerned about is... he seems to have no soul. At least I haven't sensed any fluctuations of Mental Power in him."

"Soulless, that's quite similar to that person's ideal form."

Upon hearing this, Chen Mo stood up and shouted towards the nine-headed beast in the distance, "Xiangliu, let's go, we should move on."

Upon hearing this, Xiangliu quickly got up from the ground and went to Chen Mo's side.

"It's a pity we can't eat it anymore..."

"Pity..."

"I can't eat it."

Chen Mo ignored Xiangliu's nine-headed mutterings and stepped directly on Xiangliu's body. Xiangliu's huge body twisted and crawled on the ground and quickly disappeared from the scene.

Shen Xiuyai watched the scene unfold without intervening. Xiangliu corrupted the mud beneath his feet, causing half of his body to sink into it.

Shen Xiuyai struggled for a long time, but the stronger he became, the deeper he was pulled into the mud.

Shen Xiuyai closed his eyes and began to feel the power within his body.

Soon, two more hands grew from his back. Those two hands suddenly extended and grabbed the ground beside him, pulling him directly out of the mud.

"Xiangliu..."

Xiangliu?

Shen Xiuyai covered his forehead with his hand, and fragmented memories appeared before his eyes. He remembered the black water and the huge nine-headed monster.

"I am..."

Before Shen Xiuyai could finish speaking, two figures instantly appeared in the sky!

One of them was an old man wearing a Daoist robe. He had long eyebrows, squinted his eyes, and held a whisk in his hand.

The other person appeared to be middle-aged, dressed in a white robe, and holding a sword.

Both of them possessed the fourth level of aura, which is the Nascent Soul stage. The old man with the whisk was slightly inferior, only at the early Nascent Soul stage.

The man wielding the sword is at the Mid Nascent Soul.

"Fellow Daoist, am I right? There is indeed a great calamity appearing here."

The old man squinted at Shen Xiuyai below, "Such resentment... Hundred-Year Corpse Core, Thousand-Year Corpse King."

This is truly bizarre. Who could have dug up this grave and prepared the corpse here, sealing this overwhelming resentment within without making a sound?

"Could it be the work of that old devil Hua Qiufeng?"

"What do you think, fellow Daoist?"