Chapter 1768

"Old ancestor, you bastard, Undying Junior Brother, you've been scheming against me all along?" White Forehead Corpse King's defenses broke; seeing him merge with Wutian Shizun at that moment, how could he still not know he had always been schemed against? The so-called reliance on himself, the so-called help for himself, the so-called fear of himself—all were an act, all to bring people back to Wutian Shizun's side, and then awaken Wutian Shizun.

They were originally one person, yet he started scheming against himself and the Corpse Refining Sect early on; I foolishly thought he had come for the Corpse-born Lotus, for a chance at life, but it wasn't so—I even stupidly helped him set up the Three Tribulations Corpse Refining Grand Formation, which was not for me but for Wutian Shizun.

For this moment, this formation was also deliberately left by him for him; from the very beginning, I have been schemed against by him.

The Corpse-born Lotus is like this, the Three Tribulations Corpse Refining Grand Formation is like this—all his plans, all his schemes.

A scholar may be killed but not humiliated.

"From the very start, you've been scheming against me, all to let you regain your strength, to let you revive—everything you've set up is for yourself?" Bai Zhongsheng pointed at Wutian Shizun; whether it was the Corpse-born Lotus or the Three Tribulations Corpse Refining Grand Formation, or even my own act of sacrificing everyone, all were within his plan.

Bai Zhongsheng could not accept it; he was furious and angry, always thinking he controlled everything, scheming against everyone, with others following his plans—who knew he himself was someone else's pawn.

How could he not have his defenses broken?

"Bai Zhongsheng, you shouldn't think that way; for my revival, you have made the greatest contribution. This old ancestor will remember your offering—rest assured, this old ancestor won't kill you. I will slowly drain your corpse qi and vital energy, refining you into my zombie."

"I will make it so you cannot be reborn; you will bow to me for your whole life and serve me for your whole life."

Wutian Shizun set his sights on the White Forehead Corpse King—he is a Corpse King; killing him would be too wasteful.

He must be kept, prevented from rebirth, made to do many things for me; he will not be released until the final moment.

"You deserve to die." Bai Zhongsheng flew into a rage, truly arousing murderous intent; at this moment he only wanted to kill Wutian Shizun, only wanted to send him to his death.

Anyone who dares to scheme against him meets a miserable end—what about the old ancestor? Initially he could bring him here to serve as an offering for the Corpse-born Lotus; now he can seal him again, making him an offering once more. Within the Corpse Refining Sect, no one can defy him, nor dare to scheme against him.

"Undying Junior Brother, I want you dead."

"Three Tribulations Corpse Refining Grand Formation, activate."

"Three Tribulations Corpse King Body."

"Three Tribulations Spirit Disk, activate."

"Three Tribulations Corpse King Fist, death."

Above the sky, the hovering Three Tribulations Spirit Disk poured down all corpse qi, which fell entirely onto the White Forehead Corpse King's body; the surrounding corpse qi was also swallowed and absorbed by the Spirit Disk, transformed into its own corpse qi, then transmitted to Bai Zhongsheng.

The formation beneath his feet, Bai Zhongsheng controlled a portion of its authority, not entirely devoured by Wutian Shizun; the Formation activated, seizing control of the Three Tribulations Corpse Refining Grand Formation, his body received a supplement of corpse qi, and his body began to swell again.

Through condensation and collision, until he became a giant several dozen meters tall, then he stopped.

His double fists smashed toward Wutian Shizun; despite his massive figure, it did not affect his speed in the slightest—his punching speed was incredibly fast, leaving no afterimage, and his fists held stellar power; this punch could shatter everything.

The Three Tribulations Corpse King Fist is one of the Corpse Refining Sect's divine techniques, and also its most powerful fist technique; the White Forehead Corpse King erupting with full force, his killing intent intense.

"Bang."

Wutian Shizun raised his right hand, a vortex appearing in his palm, and his right hand gripped the fist.

The corpse qi on the White Forehead Corpse King's body, as well as the various vital energies within him, began to be assimilated by his power.

The vortex devoured everything, swallowing his corpse qi while simultaneously transforming it.

The White Forehead Corpse King's face shuddered, his pupils contracted; he sensed an internal problem—his corpse qi was in turmoil, and his strength was rapidly weakening.

"Bai Zhongsheng, you are not my opponent."

"Bang."

The fist shattered, the powerful force spreading up the arm, the entire arm following suit and shattering.

Wutian Shizun then extended a finger, its tip pressing against the White Forehead Corpse King's chest; visibly, a vortex appeared at that point, and the next moment the White Forehead Corpse King's Three Tribulations Corpse King Body directly collapsed.

"Bang."

Collapsing and shattering in place, the White Forehead Corpse King's body was hurled upward hundreds of meters; the ground shattered, the Formation cracked, and soon the Formation began to crumble—the Three Tribulations Corpse Refining Grand Formation collapsed, unable to be sustained any further.

Wutian Shizun coldly said: "Your strength isn't much either; after all these years, you've just been marking time—without the Three Tribulations Corpse Refining Grand Formation and the Three Tribulations Spirit Disk, you're nothing."

The White Forehead Corpse King Bai Zhongsheng with Second Tribulation strength was not taken seriously by Wutian Shizun; the gap in cultivation was vast, leaving the White Forehead Corpse King fundamentally unable to harm him. Wutian Shizun raised his head, stared at the Three Tribulations Spirit Disk, and reached out.

At the same time.

Bai Zhongsheng also acted, summoning the Three Tribulations Spirit Disk to return; the Spirit Disk swiftly flew back to his side, nurturing his injured body; after a few breaths, the wounds on Bai Zhongsheng began to heal. As a Corpse King's body, he possessed strong regenerative abilities, ample corpse qi, and could recover at any time.

After a while, Bai Zhongsheng's injuries had mostly healed; his eyes were solemn as they fixed on Wutian Shizun, the previous arrogance gone, yet his killing intent remained undiminished.

"Wutian Shizun, Undying Corpse General—hmph, you're quite good."

"I underestimated you; I never expected you to have hidden by my side all these years. I was careless, letting you succeed. Had I known, I should have directly sacrificed you at the start, preventing you from returning to your true form."

He regretted it; he shouldn't have kept Wutian Shizun around, wanting to give himself a retreat, wanting to have an extra trump card.

Wutian Shizun's body is very strong, far stronger than his; if the plan failed, he could seize Wutian Shizun's body. Who would have thought that this single thought would plunge him into a predicament.

"Hahaha, Bai Zhongsheng, you're just greedy—do you know how terrified and panicked I was when you took my true form back then? To get close to my true form, I've spent these years serving you, doing things for you—wasn't it all to gain your trust?"

"And you, you value Jiang Tiansheng the most; that man is too clever—I dare not expose myself, for any abnormality would surely be noticed by him."

"These years, I've indeed been acting all along, to deceive you—do you know how hard it's been for me?"

"Fortunately, after all these years of acting and lying low, it has finally borne fruit."

Within the Corpse Refining Sect, what he worries about most is not Bai Zhongsheng, but Jiang Tiansheng.

Jiang Tiansheng is too clever, having taken control of everything in the Corpse Refining Sect; his presence has constantly loomed over him, and the Undying Corpse General has remained in seclusion, daring not to approach Jiang Tiansheng lightly, for fear he would see through his secret.

Fortunately, Jiang Tiansheng brought death upon himself, dying inside the Mangshan Mountain Range; upon hearing the news, the Undying Corpse General became wildly excited, nearly bursting into laughter.