"Where did Gong Tianzong get a peak seventh-rank corpse puppet? How was its physical body so formidable?"
Seeing that the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword had failed to sever even one claw of the blood corpse, Song Wen could not help but marvel inwardly.
Still, his cultivation was too low, and he could not bring out much of the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword's power. If it had been Jian Xiao, even if he could not kill this blood corpse with a single strike, he could have severed one of its claws. With two more strikes, he would surely have slain it.
Of course, Jian Xiao would not have been able to repeatedly activate the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword either.
Gong Tianzong was equally astonished.
He sensed that the aura Song Wen exuded came from cultivating the Corpse King Reincarnation Art.
This was a supreme cultivation art that only core disciples of the Divine Blood Sect could cultivate, one that allowed righteous and demonic paths to be practiced together. Even he himself had only switched to cultivating it not long ago.
Meanwhile, after shedding the immense force contained in the Nine Calamities Measuring-Heaven Sword, the blood corpse surged toward Song Wen amid rolling corpse qi.
Its sharp claws tore through origin qi and lunged straight for Song Wen's face.
Before the claws arrived, the foul wind they stirred already poured straight into Song Wen's nose and mouth.
A surging sea of blood erupted beneath Song Wen's feet, raising a hundred-zhang wave that crashed toward the blood corpse.
"Roar!"
With an enraged howl, the blood corpse swung both claws, unleashing ten blood-red arcs of claw light.
The claw lights slashed into the enormous wave.
The wave was instantly torn open with more than a dozen gashes, yet it did not shatter. Instead, those