The Ancient Demon Corpse-Refining Cavern.
Its vaulted ceiling rose hundreds of yards high, vanishing into roiling, murky corpse qi. Only a few phosphorescent stones embedded in the walls gave off a wan green glow.
Ji Yuan hid in the darkness and slowly extended his Divine Sense into the cavern.
The Ancient Demon Corpse-Refining Cavern rang with thunderous roars. Flashes of spiritual light erupted as corpse qi and demonic arts clashed, setting the entire cavern trembling.
At the center of the battle stood a terrifying ancient corpse over ten feet tall, clad in battered silver armor.
Whatever the armor was made of, it still gleamed with a cold metallic sheen after countless years. Deep scars from blades, axes, and spells covered it—a fine treasure at a glance.
Beneath the silver armor was a burly corpse, dark gold from head to toe.
Its knotted muscles resembled the tangled roots of an old tree, and its skin was tougher than iron.
Its face still faintly resembled what it had been in life, but its features were twisted and savage, with fangs jutting out. Two ghostly green flames burned in its hollow eye sockets, and violence radiated from every inch of its body.
What truly startled Ji Yuan, though, was the Silver-Armored Corpse King's aura—the Nascent Soul Late Stage!
Corpse-refining could raise a corpse to the Nascent Soul Late Stage?!
How exquisite must that corpse-refining art be? Ji Yuan's desire for it burned hotter.
Though the Silver-Armored Corpse King lacked a living cultivator's agility, it struck with crushing force and feared no death. The dense baleful corpse qi swirling around it formed a natural defensive field that ordinary spells could scarcely penetrate.
Besieging it were three mighty Demonic Dao figures at the Nascent Soul Middle Stage: Bone Demon Old Devil, the Soul Hall Master,