Tentacles Spread, Whispers from the Abyss
"You... you are..."
The old man protecting the path turned his head with difficulty. When he saw the face that, though covered in lividity, still exuded an air of domineering majesty, his cloudy eyes burst with unprecedented horror and despair!
"Nine... Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor?!"
"It was you?!"
He made a gurgling sound in his throat, as if he had witnessed the most incredible thing in the world.
Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor!
That was a supreme being who dominated an entire era in the Supreme Immortal Domain several eons ago!
Legend has it that he once forged an unparalleled immortal Immortal Emperor's body with twenty-three pieces of ninth-grade immortal gold, Immunity to All Techniques and indestructible through countless eons!
In that great battle against the extraterrestrial evil god, he was one of the main forces who charged into the deepest part of the battlefield and disappeared without a trace. Everyone thought he had transcended to immortality.
Who would have thought...
This once unparalleled Immortal Emperor actually perished here, and even... was assimilated by this polluted land into a walking corpse... a corpse puppet?!
"Grand... Grand Ancestor, save me..."
Before the old man protecting the path could finish speaking, his pale hand clenched suddenly.
"Pfft!"
Heart shattered!
A mid-level Intermediate Immortal Saint perished, his very Primordial Spirit instantly corroded away by the terrifying corpse energy!
"Elder... Elder!"
Zixiao and Ling Yun were terrified as they watched the old man die a gruesome death before their eyes, their bodies trembling violently like leaves!
A corpse puppet at the level of Immortal Emperor!
Even though it no longer possessed its former Divine Ability, its invincible physical body forged from ninth-order immortal gold was enough to easily crush these Junior Immortal Saint!
The corpse puppet's empty eyes slowly turned towards the two of them.
A suffocating shadow of death instantly enveloped them!
"No... don't kill me!"
Zixiao was so frightened that she collapsed to the ground. All her pride as a prodigy and the dignity of the sacred land were thrown to the winds at that moment.
However, just as the corpse puppet raised its blood-stained hand, preparing to crush them to death as well...
"Whoosh! Whoosh! Whoosh!"
The tentacles of that ancient god- Variants seemed to have transcended space, instantly appearing around the two of them!
"Squeak--!"
The piercing scream rang out again.
What's chilling is that the voice actually contained a trace of awkward, human language:
"Dedicated to... the Lord..."
"Parasitism... reproduction..."
The tentacles completely ignored Zixiao, who was slumped on the ground, and instead, like serpents, instantly wrapped around Ling Yun, whose face was pale!
"No! Brother Zixiao! Save me! Save me!"
Ling Yun screamed in despair, desperately reaching out to Zixiao.
However, Zixiao just shrank back in terror, not daring to even look at them for a second, for fear that the tentacles would also pull her away!
"Help... help me..."
Ling Yun's voice grew fainter and fainter until it was finally dragged into a dark spatial rift by the tentacles and disappeared completely.
Only Zixiao remained, shivering in the cold wind.
The Immortal Emperor's corpse puppet, watching the Variants snatch away Ling Yun, did not stop it; it simply stood quietly in place.
Suddenly, a faint glimmer of... clarity flashed in its empty eyes.
[Another bunch of... reckless juniors...]
The last vestige of the Nine Tribulations Immortal Emperor's obsession was briefly awakened after witnessing what had just happened.
He looked at Zixiao, who was slumped on the ground, defecating and urinating, only concerned with her own escape, and a deep sense of sorrow and disappointment flashed through his heart.
[These are... the current prodigies of the Immortal Realm?]
Faced with crisis, they not only lacked the courage to fight to the death, but they even abandoned their own comrades.
Too weak... So disappointing.
[Could it be that in later generations, no other peerless genius has ever emerged who forged an Immortal Emperor's body from more than 23 pieces of Rank 9 Immortal Gold?]
He wanted to speak up and tell this good-for-nothing to get out of this cursed land and stop coming to his death.
However.
Sitting on the ground, Zixiao noticed a sliver of clarity in the corpse puppet's eyes, and her previously terrified face instantly transformed into one of wild, unbridled joy!
"Senior... Senior? You... You've regained consciousness?!"
He scrambled forward, his eyes gleaming with undisguised greed.
"Senior! I am a direct descendant of the Zi Clan from the Supreme Immortal Domain! If you are willing to hand over your Immortal Emperor inheritance and your imperial body to me..."
"I will definitely restore your reputation! I..."
He fantasized about receiving the inheritance of the Immortal Emperor and ascending to the heavens in one step.
Even the fear and guilt of Ling Yun being captured earlier were thrown to the winds.
However.
He hadn't finished speaking.
The corpse puppet trembled violently, and the last glimmer of clarity in its eyes, like a candle flickering in the wind, vanished completely.
Instead, there was endless silence and brutality!
"Hmm..."
A low, guttural roar.
That pale hand rose again.