The Corpse Raised, a Battle Between Saints

At the sight, Ye Xuan nervously swallowed.

His eyes remained fixed on the ground.

"Boom-boom-"

The next moment, violent rumblings came in waves from deep underground.

Then the entire ground began to shake violently, as if in an earthquake.

The rumbling beneath the ground grew louder and louder.

Suddenly, the spot where Ye Xuan had pressed down bulged upward.

A vast expanse of earth swelled up immediately afterward.

Dust filled the sky, and broken stones surged upward in a towering wave.

But it did not end there.

The bulge grew larger and larger.

"Crash-crash-"

The repeated shaking of earth and mountains made it impossible for Ye Xuan to keep his footing.

The next moment, something seemed to burst out from deep underground.

In his panic, Ye Xuan grabbed hold of something, finally managing to stand firmly on it.

The dust filling the air completely blocked Ye Xuan's view.

The earth-shaking upheaval continued unabated.

It was as though the heavens were collapsing and the earth was caving in.

After a long while.

The dust filling the sky finally settled a little.

Ye Xuan looked down.

He was standing on an enormous dragon's head.

His pupils narrowed slightly, and his face turned somewhat pale.

Seeing a real dragon for the first time really was a little shocking.

It was an incomparably massive black dragon.

Its body was immense, its winding form filling almost the entire underground space.

At the same time, an incomparably terrifying presence revealed itself.

It was a suppression that came from the soul.

Ye Xuan swallowed with difficulty. As expected of the Ancestral Dragon.

It truly was unimaginably powerful. Though it was only a dragon corpse, its residual might remained.

The first things Ye Xuan saw were a pair of enormous eyes, their pupils not the usual round shape.

They were instead long and narrow from top to bottom.

Two strangely shaped dragon horns rose from its head.

The two horns stood above its head like giant trees propping up the heavens.

Ye Xuan was holding on to one of those horns.

Its fang-filled mouth hung slightly open, revealing two rows of fangs like heavenly blades.

Every fang was utterly terrifying.

Two whiskers floated up and down in the void on either side of its abyssal maw.

As for the black dragon's body, it wound away behind it, its size stretching who knew how many thousands of miles, packing the vast underground space completely full.

With the appearance of the dragon corpse came boundless Yin Qi.

Ye Xuan could not help shivering.

He hurriedly reached his right hand out from beneath his cloak.

In it was the Chaos Creation Brush.

The Chaos Creation Brush had an extremely peculiar shape.

Its shaft looked somewhat like a vine and somewhat like a tree root.

It was crooked and winding, yet it fit the curve of the hand perfectly.

The brush tip was made of some unknown material and now emitted a soft glow.

This was the Chaos Creation Brush, which could write the ultimate truths of the Great Dao of heaven and earth, seize Creation, and draw the Tongtian Talisman.

After taking out the Creation Brush, Ye Xuan drew a deep breath.

Now that the corpse had been raised, the next step was to inscribe the talisman.

Holding the Creation Brush, he did not hesitate. His sword swept through the void like dragons flying and phoenixes dancing!

The Creation Brush truly possessed the power to seize Creation.

As he inscribed, all kinds of Great Dao rhythms gathered around him.

While he traced a scrawl of talismanic symbols in the void,

He murmured under his breath:

"Heaven and earth, nature, disperse the foul Qi; mighty gods of the eight directions, grant me nature; Qianluo Dana, Donggang Taixuan, slay demons and bind evil, deliver countless saints. Swiftly, by decree-"

As Ye Xuan chanted,

A mysterious scrawl of talismanic symbols in the void before him suddenly blazed with divine light.

Using the powers of Yin and Yang within his body to drive the Chaos Creation Brush, he seized the Creation of heaven and earth and finally drew the Tongtian Talisman.

The talisman slowly imprinted itself on the dragon's head.

At last, divine light flashed, and the lines of the talisman came alive.

Like spirit snakes, they burrowed completely into the dragon's head.

The colossal creature shuddered violently.

Then it fell completely still.

The next moment, Ye Xuan felt a mysterious mental connection.

The giant dragon now obeyed his commands completely.

In other words, his first attempt at raising a corpse was complete.

He only needed to send the dragon back east and spare it from being suppressed beneath Great Mount Sumeru, and his task would be complete.

Ye Xuan took a deep breath.

Just as he was about to take out the Qiankun Purple Gold Bell to control the dragon corpse,

The earth and mountains shook again.

The battle of magic between Saint Nuwa and Saint Zhunti had reached a critical moment.

Ye Xuan thought for a while.

In the end, he decided to go and take a look.

This was a battle between saints, after all.

Most of these saints were his future enemies.

Getting a look at their divine abilities in advance would help him make plans for the future.

When Ye Xuan struggled back to the surface from deep underground,

The sight in the distance shook him deeply.

Two enormous figures that blotted out the sky and sun were battling in the distance.

One of the colossal figures radiated golden light that blotted out the sky and sun.

The figure had a full eighteen arms and twenty-four heads.

Its appearance was incomparably sinister and bizarre.

Yet it also radiated a solemn, sacred presence.

It was truly a combination of the bizarre and the divine.

The enormous figure was Saint Zhunti's golden dharma body.

Each of its eighteen arms held a magical treasure.

Among them were the Seven Treasures Wonderful Tree, the Six Roots Pure Bamboo, the Blessing Divine Pestle, the Jeweled Parasol, and others.

At that moment, he radiated a presence capable of overturning mountains and seas, as though it would flip the heavens themselves over.

On the other side was another figure that likewise blotted out the sky and sun.

It was Empress Nuwa's Heaven and Earth Manifestation divine ability.

It took the form of a goddess dressed in long gauze robes, standing on a lotus throne.

Her crystalline snake tail was coiled atop it, and her jade hands formed a spell seal before her chest. Her solemn countenance was filled with great mercy and compassion.

Her entire body radiated jade-like divine light.

Many magical treasures likewise floated around Nuwa.

Among them were the Five Spirit Pearls, the Human Creation Whip, the Ethereal Heaven-Entwining Sash, the Red Embroidered Ball, the Precious Lotus Lantern, the Mountain and River State Diagram, and others.

The many magical treasures between the two enormous dharma bodies bombarded one another.

The Ethereal Heaven-Entwining Sash crisscrossed the air, while the Red Embroidered Ball attacked in a relentless barrage.

The Precious Lotus Lantern, speckled with firefly-like lights, possessed boundless divine power.

Nuwa had the upper hand in this battle.

Saint Zhunti was comparatively poor.

His magical treasures were also a grade lower in quality.

Thus, he could only do his best to fend her off.

He had already fallen into a disadvantage.

Seeing this,

Ye Xuan shook his head and sneered.

Of the six saints of the Primordial World, when compared in earnest,

Saint Zhunti's strength really was the weakest.

He could not even defeat Nuwa, a mere woman.

It truly was humiliating.

Nuwa's many magical treasures unleashed a relentless bombardment.

Saint Zhunti struggled to fend them off.

A green branch suddenly seized its chance, transforming into an earth-shaking long whip that lashed at Saint Zhunti in an instant.

It was the acquired supreme-grade merit treasure possessed of boundless merit: the Human Creation Whip.

"Crack!!!"

Saint Zhunti was caught off guard.

The whip struck him squarely.

His enormous golden dharma body stumbled and staggered back several steps.

Saint Zhunti was somewhat stunned.

Although the blow could not harm him,

It had clearly made him lose face.

Didn't that mean he, Zhunti, was inferior to Nuwa?

Zhunti's face was now as black as the bottom of a pot.

He immediately unleashed a supreme divine ability, sending it to suppress Empress Nuwa.

At that critical moment,

An immense force suddenly came westward from the ends of heaven and earth.