His Flesh Swept Through Three Thousand Worlds; Dragon Roars and Qilin Cries Subdued the Corpse Emperor!
"Rumble!!!"
Ye Tian stood in the void, his white robes snapping in the wind, his black hair whipping wildly behind him.
His right fist blazed with golden light, chaos aura cascading from it like a waterfall.
It held firm against the rust-speckled bronze war spear, which weighed as heavily as the Primordial Mountain Range.
Across from him, the Red-Haired Corpse Emperor towering three hundred zhang tall wore an astonishingly human look of shock on its hideous face.
In its blood-red eyes, filled with brutality and madness,
was reflected the human figure, tiny as an ant yet weighty as the heavens.
"Roar!"
The Red-Haired Corpse Emperor let out a low growl. Its arm muscles bulged, veins writhing like horned dragons along its thick, red-haired arms.
It exerted its strength, burning the primordial corpse qi within its body, trying to crush this reckless human into pulp.
This War Glaive was a divine weapon it had refined during its lifetime.
Though the erosion of time had lowered its grade,
its materials were still the exceedingly rare great Luo silver essence mixed with primordial fate stone.
Even a God King Weapon would shatter beneath this strike.
Yet now,
it felt as though it had struck not flesh and blood, but a piece of red-hot immortal gold—or a collapsing star!
That fair, slender fist did not budge!
Instead, the War Glaive in its hands wailed violently as it bent into a horrifying arc.
"This! How is this possible?!"
Fragmented fluctuations of divine sense, thick with disbelief, emanated from the Corpse Emperor's sea of consciousness.
It was an overlord of the Primordial Ancient Mine!
Its flesh had been tempered by the Red-Haired Whirlwind for hundreds of millions of years and had long since become indestructible!
It even bore the power of an ominous curse.
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