There was no reason for it.
In the heavenly corpse Jiang Feng's eyes, Lian Guming had simply become unbearable to look at all of a sudden.
For hundreds of years, he had remained beneath the swamp, effectively imprisoned there.
Given a heavenly corpse's nature, such a dark place should have been precisely to his liking.
Yet for some reason, looking back on it now filled him with displeasure.
The thought of those centuries of imprisonment even stirred a savage fury within him.
That fury made him want to tear the other man to shreds.
Heavenly corpses possessed no real Sentience to begin with.
For the most part,
they obeyed their instincts.
Thus, the moment that murderous rage surged up, the heavenly corpse Jiang Feng locked onto Lian Guming.
"Roar!"
With a furious roar that sounded nothing like a human voice, the heavenly corpse Jiang Feng lunged at Lian Guming.
Lian Guming formed a spell seal with his hands, trying to regain control of the heavenly corpse.
But he had only formed it halfway when his true essence failed to circulate smoothly, forcing the attempt to fail.
This unexpected turn
made Lian Guming's movements falter.
An instant later, the heavenly corpse Jiang Feng's attack arrived. His long, withered fingers clenched into a fist and slammed into Lian Guming's chest, unleashing a torrent of savage power.
Unsurprisingly, Lian Guming was sent flying.
However, his physical body had already reached the level of a Dao Artifact. Although taking the heavenly corpse's blow head-on had jarred his internal organs, he suffered no serious damage.
"Stop—!"
Lian Guming barely steadied himself. His face filled with shock and fury as he looked at the heavenly corpse Jiang Feng, who was still charging toward him, and instinctively shouted for him to stop.
But—
the moment he opened