"Why? If you can't give me a proper reason, hehehe, don't blame me for sucking you dry like that Emperor Chang Sheng." The Winged Silver Corpse licked his lips, as though he were discussing something utterly trivial.
At this point, Yang Chen understood that Emperor Chang Sheng had in fact been killed by the Winged Silver Corpse.
"Mu Taiqing's strength back then swept across all four directions. No one knew whether he left something behind within his corpse after his death. The Sect Master said that if—if you touched his corpse and something unpredictable happened... then we should still show Mu Taiqing some respect." Li Huang forced himself to say. "After all, you know how strong Mu Taiqing was when he was alive..."
The Winged Silver Corpse seemed somewhat disappointed. He shot the two men a vicious glare. "Hmph, since the Sect Master said so, I'll reluctantly spare Mu Taiqing's corpse."
Only then did Li Huang and Luo Xu let out long breaths of relief. They had to properly carry out the Sect Master's orders. If anything went wrong with Mu Taiqing's corpse and it dragged them down with it, that was the last thing they wished to see.
With a clasp of his hand, the Winged Silver Corpse covered Mu Taiqing's coffin again.
Then, holding the Mingxin Immortal Pearl in his hand and refusing to let it go after one glance, he walked up to Elder Xieyun.
"Fierce Ghost Sect!" Elder Xieyun roared.
He had never imagined that his final fate would still be to fall into the hands of the Fierce Ghost Sect.
All his life, Elder Xieyun had pursued only one goal: entering the True God Stage and succeeding in proving his Dao. Yet before one could prove the Dao, ten thousand ages would wither away. He