Chapter 1392: Female Corpse, Awakened

A very strange woman lay inside a coffin, appearing dead, but on closer inspection there was still a little life inside her body, though not much.

That tiny spark of life compared with the corpse qi in her body was negligible.

Such a woman, not truly dead yet indistinguishable from death, is the crux of the problem; Chen Chuyang instantly saw her issue—she hasn't fully died, but her corpse qi is so dense it could kill, making her even more like a zombie than a zombie.

This condition is very off, very problematic.

Chen Chuyang reached out and touched her forehead; the woman remained lying there, motionless and unawakened, as if truly dead, the cold feel like a corpse, no difference.

"Strange, this woman clearly retains a spark of life yet shows no movement, as if she were dead."

"Living, dead, somewhere between the two, between life and death, this state is extremely odd."

To be honest, Chen Chuyang was seeing this for the first time; it was very strange and very intriguing.

Upon close inspection, Spiritual Sense seeped into her body and immediately met resistance; the surrounding corpse qi barred its entry, corroding his Spiritual Sense, trying to tear his soul apart and scatter his spirit.

This move, extremely vicious, was a natural reaction of her body, not something she did deliberately.

Chen Chuyang was unafraid of the corpse qi; once it entered his body, he immediately absorbed it, making it part of his Hunyuan true qi, and a seed of the corpse Dao appeared inside his Golden Core.

The corpse qi coalesced into a unique corpse Dao; this Dao is absurdly extreme and deadly—if mishandled it could collapse outright, killing the body and erasing the Dao.

After absorbing for several hours, Chen Chuyang's cultivation rose, inch by inch, and his true qi surged rapidly, seemingly about to fill his dantian.

Absorption, transformation, then continual compression—the process lasted a long time.

Only when that female zombie had no more corpse qi did Chen Chuyang cease absorption, lamenting, "Is it over now?"

"I haven't even absorbed enough; my body needs corpse qi badly. You, on the other hand, are not giving any at all," he said.

The female corpse in the coffin: "……"

She remained motionless yet emitted a mournful aura, as if Chen Chuyang's words had provoked her.

"Such a beautiful woman, reduced to a living dead state, tsk tsk."

"Wasting such a fine appearance."

Chen Chuyang released his hand, stopped touching her forehead, and his gaze swept downward, finally landing on her dantian; at its center lay an inner core formed of condensed corpse qi—the corpse core, which housed all her cultivation.

He extended his right hand slowly toward the dantian, and when it was less than a finger's length away, Chen Chuyang deliberately paused, not moving directly down.

He observed the female corpse's condition and saw no reaction.

The corpse seemed unafraid; Chen Chuyang's mouth twitched upward as his finger continued down, touching her dantian. Even through the clothing, he could feel the corpse qi's chill, as if it would freeze the soul.

"Really no sensation at all? Completely dead?"

"Or perhaps?"

Chen Chuyang lifted the garment covering her abdomen; the pale belly was unlike a zombie's rotting flesh and lacked the expected cold—a strange feeling as his finger brushed the skin.

The skin inside the abdomen was very white and tender, indistinguishable from a normal woman's.

"Tsk tsk, this skin, this tenderness—hardly zombie-like."

While speaking, he probed, and as his finger descended, the seal spread continuously.

It spread bit by bit over her entire body, aiming to bind and seal her.

This step is crucial: from outside to inside, incremental control and sealing; once the seal fills her body, this zombie will never be able to resist him.

As the sealing technique continued to permeate inward, it sealed deeper within the body.

Flesh, bone, soul, or corpse qi—everything, he intended to seal.

This move, Chen Chuyang executed with great proficiency and knew exactly how to accomplish it.

The sealing art had long since evolved beyond its original form, having improved manyfold over the years; Chen Chuyang, while absorbing corpse qi, felt the cold of this female corpse, unafraid of the corpse qi and death aura she emitted.

To others it would be poison, unbeatable; in his eyes, however, it is a premium cultivation resource.

Naturally he couldn't just let go; he would take as much as he could, absorb as much as possible.

The Hunyuan Dao Scripture activated, devouring all qi and converting it into his Hunyuan true qi.

The domineering true qi born of the Hunyuan Dao Scripture was likewise domineering; nothing could escape it.

The seal seeped in bit by bit; the process was slow and dangerous.

Three days later.

The sealing technique had permeated about seventy‑eight percent, yet the female zombie still showed no movement.

As if, indeed, she were truly dead.

"Just the final step remains: once the heart seal is complete, she will never turn over; life and death will be under my control."

Everything else has been sealed.

The heart remains, the key to her body and to cultivation.

The final reservoir of life also resides in the heart.

This is also her flaw; generally, a zombie's interior is already void, its organs not a weakness, but she is different.

It seems she practiced a human zombie cultivation method, turning herself into a zombie while retaining a final spark of life—this is the key to her ascension; she cannot lose that spark, for if she does, she will become a complete zombie, irreversibly.

Unlike the annihilated Ghost King, that ghost king fully transformed into a ghost, no longer human.

The Guixin Elder likewise fell into the ghost path, no longer retaining a human body.

The Corpse Refining Sect's methods differ and have their own uniqueness.

"The heart's life must also fade; my path ends here,"

Chen Chuyang did it deliberately to tell the woman that once this step is taken, there is no turning back.

His finger pressed on her heart, the seal about to fall again, completely cutting off the final life.

"Buzz."

In an instant, a hand seized Chen Chuyang's wrist, preventing him from moving.

The female corpse in the coffin, at that moment, opened her hollow eyes, which gradually gained a spark.

She stared straight at Chen Chuyang, her aura erupting.

The boundless stench of corpses enveloped Chen Chuyang, as if it were about to devour him.

The terrifying oppressive pressure spread, continuously expanding.

She instantly sat up, those icy eyes fixed on Chen Chuyang, murderous intent gathering.