Chapter 1701

This time the commotion was too great; the entire Corpse Refining Sect knew about it, and everyone looked toward the sect's Dadian, waiting for the Sect Master and the others to act. After all, this is the Corpse Refining Sect—if outsiders were allowed to come and slaughter the sect's corpse generals, it would deal a heavy blow to the sect's reputation.

If they take action, what will become of the deceased disciples? Are we just going to let them die in vain?

Not acting is impossible, but acting is also impossible; this heavenly tribulation has laid bare some of the Corpse Refining Sect's darkness before everyone. This time, all the disciples are waiting to see the Sect Master and the others' decision—faced with a corpse general who wishes to sacrifice the entire sect, what are the Sect Master and the others thinking? Will they continue to shield him, or will they simply watch him die?

The Tian Du Dragon King and the others are also waiting, waiting to see if the White-Forehead Corpse King will act. The methods of the First Corpse General, Jiang Tiansheng, are excessively ruthless; it is clear he is digging up the foundations of the Corpse Refining Sect. Such behavior is unforgivable, and moreover it cannot be… forgiven.

"Alright, fellow junior brothers, go out—we cannot stand by and watch outsiders slaughter our Corpse Refining Sect's corpse generals." The White-Forehead Corpse King led the people out, walking in front, with the various corpse generals behind him, as well as some disciples from the sect, all following after.

These people did not act, waiting for the Sect Master to speak.

Seeing this, the First Corpse General, Jiang Tiansheng, was overjoyed; the Sect Master and the others ultimately could not stand by and watch him die in the Corpse Refining Sect—this was his scheme, something he had planned from the start, to force them to act, and even if they did not act, they would still have to act.

Events unfolded exactly as he had envisioned; Jiang Tiansheng immediately spoke: "Sect Master, fellow junior brothers, you've come at just the right time—I can survive this heavenly tribulation. These enemies need your help to hold them off for a while; once I have passed the tribulation, they will no longer be a threat."

Jiang Tiansheng pointed at the Tian Du Dragon King and the others, threatening: "Tian Du Dragon King, and you, Diewumeng, wanting to kill this corpse general of mine is not that simple; my Corpse Refining Sect will not let you run amok. This place is the territory of my Corpse Refining Sect, not a place for you to act wantonly."

"Anyone who dares to invade my Corpse Refining Sect is an enemy of my Corpse Refining Sect. Tian Du Dragon King, Diewumeng, you had best leave at once, or else you will be killed without mercy."

Having the Faction as his reliance, the First Corpse General Jiang Tiansheng, as the head, finds it not easy; he threatens the Tian Du Dragon King and the others, feeling fearful inside, yet he still must say these words—nothing else, just to make them and the Faction's senior brothers and sisters become enemies, so that he can peacefully undergo the tribulation.

After completing the tribulation, he can then leave this place, letting them fight to the death; as for him, he will return later to reap the benefits as a fisherman.

Jiang Tiansheng clearly understands that the Faction will not let him off, and those junior brothers will not let him have an easy time—he has killed, in this instance, all of their disciples, some of whom were even their most beloved disciples; all have become sacrificial offerings for the Azure-Eye Corpse King, dead beyond revival, the disciples nurtured over many years have just been slain.

Although the Corpse Refining Sect lacks such righteousness, and differs from the Tian Du Men where master-disciple bonds are more reliable than father-son ties, the Corpse Refining Sect knows only calculation and profit; once there is sufficient benefit and temptation, they will immediately turn on their own.

Take him, for example—back then, for the sake of the Azure-Eye Corpse King, he killed many of his junior brothers, even his own relatives, offering them all as sacrifices to the Azure-Eye Corpse King; to become a corpse king, he spared nothing, righteousness be damned—killing kin was merely a trivial matter.

The Tian Du Dragon King coldly gazed at the White-Forehead Corpse King and the corpse generals behind him; these people are troublesome, and if they act they could indeed hold him back, but he neither cares about them nor fears them.

"Hmph, do you think they can stop this king?"

The Tian Du Dragon King stared at the First Corpse General Jiang Tiangsheng and said disdainfully: "A mere few zombies also want to block this king? Jiang Tiansheng, you underestimate this king too much."

"This king intends to kill you; no one can stop this king, and no one can make this king give up."

"You must die today."

"Diewumeng, I leave them to you."

Diewumeng stepped forward a pace, nodded, and said: "No problem, Lord Tian Du Dragon King—go ahead and kill him; I'll take care of the others."

Diewumeng's eyes flickered as she fixed her gaze on the White-Forehead Corpse King and the others; her eyes swept over everyone in the Corpse Refining Sect, weaving an illusion that confused all— in an instant, those before her seemed to halt their advance, each falling into Diewumeng's illusion, unable to extricate themselves.

Seeing this, the Tian Du Dragon King noted that the heavenly tribulation in the sky had ceased; it was now their turn to act—this was a human tribulation, and also the most perilous of trials.

"Jiang Tiansheng, go die."

The Tian Du Dragon King angrily lashed out, paying no heed to the others; he knew they would not act, all having fallen into Diewumeng's illusion—whether willingly or not, the people of the Corpse Refining Sect, like him, all wished for Jiang Tiansheng's death, the so-called illusion merely being an excuse.

Diewumeng clearly knew that these people's strength would not easily succumb to illusion, yet they passed through it too smoothly—everything was far too smooth.

She naturally understood their thoughts: not acting was impossible, but if they acted, they wouldn't want to either; so she simply ignored it, letting them all enter the illusion, pretending not to see any of this.

"Damn it, they actually dare…" Jiang Tiansheng's face changed; he hurriedly commanded the Azure-Eye Corpse King to block the Tian Du Dragon King.

"Hmph, even a corpse king that has not yet formed dares to block this king." The Tian Du Dragon King clenched his fist and punched the Azure-Eye Corpse King's body; his body shuddered violently, the tremendous force sending him crashing to the ground. Immediately after, the Tian Du Dragon King pointed a finger, and the Tian Du Dragon King Flame fell upon the Azure-Eye Corpse King; the flame touched his body and instantly ignited it.

His entire body was engulfed in flames; the already-weak Azure-Eye Corpse King could not extinguish those flames now, for the Tian Du Dragon King Flame is no ordinary fire—it is the Tian Du Dragon King's innate dragon breath, incomparable to ordinary flames outside.

"Roar." The Azure-Eye Corpse King let out a furious roar, venting his unwillingness, not wanting to die.

Jiang Tiansheng's face turned deathly pale; the Azure-Eye Corpse King's life is linked to his, and when the corpse king suffers, he suffers as well.

Before the final heavenly tribulation had even descended, he was already ruined.

"No."

The Azure-Eye Corpse King burned to ashes right before his eyes; their strengths were not on the same level.

Having slain the Azure-Eye Corpse King, the Tian Du Dragon King looked scornfully at Jiang Tiansheng and said coldly: "The Azure-Eye Corpse King you pride yourself on is, in this king's eyes, nothing but trash."

He dispatched it with a casual gesture, needing no worry about any backlash from the Azure-Eye Corpse King.

The Tian Du Dragon King raised his finger, pointed at Jiang Tiansheng, and said: "It's your turn now; this farce should also come to an end."

"Hum."

"Pfft."

His dantian was shattered, his corpse core crushed, and his soul was pierced through as well.

All of this happened too fast; Jiang Tiansheng had no time to react, and by the time he felt the pain, it was already too late.

"You…"

"How is this possible?"

"I cannot die."

"No!"