Chapter 1786

After eating a clump of profound yin corpse qi, Chen Chuyang felt unsatisfied; he opened his mouth and devoured a second clump of profound yin corpse qi, then a third, gulping down several clumps of profound yin corpse qi in one bite; only after finishing did he feel a slight sensation, and then he stopped devouring.

He turned his head to look at Heishanyang and Hongchen, one person and one sheep, staring dumbfounded; the two wanted to speak but could not utter a word, only able to stand in place watching this unfold; in their view, this was a very reckless act, an irrational act.

After watching for a while, Chen Chuyang had nothing happen to him; only then did they relax, and Heishanyang spoke with difficulty: "Kid, you'd better take it easy; profound yin corpse qi is no simple matter, don't recklessly devour it, or if your body can't withstand it, you'll be in trouble."

No matter how Chen Chuyang's body is, how monstrous it is, Heishanyang still knows it clearly; clear as it may be, he must not act rashly, nor place too much trust in his own body and true qi; when caution is needed, he should still be cautious.

"It's fine; a mere bit of profound yin corpse qi can't harm me." Chen Chuyang waved his hand, utterly unconcerned.

This attitude left Heishanyang unsure what to say; he stared for a moment, then ultimately… gave up advising, for Heishanyang knew exactly what kind of person Chen Chuyang was—he would not undertake anything he wasn't certain of, nor would he lightly take risks; his actions surely had his reasons.

"I know you're formidable, but you'd still better be careful; profound yin corpse qi is the corpse qi of the Corpse King, far stronger than ordinary corpse qi, and it can also freeze and corrode the soul—once the soul is tainted with profound yin corpse qi, removing it is no simple task."

"You little monster, monstrous as you are, you still need to be careful; don't gamble with your own future."

Hongchen chimed in: "My lord, Heishanyang is right—you must not be overconfident; even I sense danger from this profound yin corpse qi, so you'd better not act recklessly."

Chen Chuyang waved his hand: "Got it, you can relax."

He raised his head and looked upward; the Corpse King noticed Chen Chuyang's arrival and ceased its attack, having witnessed Chen Chuyang devouring the profound yin corpse qi; its eyes fixed on Chen Chuyang, as if inspecting him, examining his specific condition, also analyzing his specific condition—knowing oneself and the enemy brings victory in a hundred battles.

Diewumeng and the Tian Du Dragon King also saw Chen Chuyang; Diewumeng's face lit up with joy as she exclaimed, "Husband, you've finally arrived!"

Her figure vanished in an instant; in the blink of an eye she landed beside Chen Chuyang, gazing at his familiar face, her worries eased, the previous heaviness and anxiety gone, replaced by relaxation.

The Tian Du Dragon King hovered in the air and nodded at Chen Chuyang.

Chen Chuyang responded to the Tian Du Dragon King with a smile; the atmosphere inside the cavern fell into a stagnant state, everyone silent, merely gazing at one another.

The Corpse King stared at Chen Chuyang, as if facing a formidable foe; it could not see through Chen Chuyang's strength, cultivation, true qi, or otherwise—it could not discern his true nature; in its eyes, Chen Chuyang appeared an ordinary person, yet an ordinary person could not have entered this place.

Moreover, it seemed impossible for him to devour the Corpse King's profound yin corpse qi without consequence; thus the Corpse King greatly feared Chen Chuyang, daring not to underestimate him nor act rashly, wishing to pierce Chen Chuyang's specific condition before making a move.

The several parties faced off, none making the first move; Diewumeng took Chen Chuyang's hand and said happily, "Husband, you'd better be careful; the Corpse King is unlike the Heavenless Corpse Venerable—he is very powerful and continually growing stronger; we must finish him quickly, not let him keep recovering."

"The Corpse-born Lotus requires his corpse qi as sacrifice; let's act together, take him down, and offer him to the Corpse-born Lotus."

Diewumeng hid nothing of her intent, stating her purpose openly to the Corpse King's face, deliberately provoking him to stir his inner turmoil and make him act impulsively.

The Tian Du Dragon King read Diewumeng's thoughts, refrained from acting, and waited for an opportunity.

Chen Chuyang nodded and said, "The Corpse-born Lotus is not yet mature; it needs a sacrifice, and he is just right—if the Corpse-born Lotus devours him, it will surely… mature swiftly."

"Not bad, husband." Diewumeng echoed him in unison.

The two spoke in turn, their exchange flowing smoothly.

"Husband, the Corpse King's corpse qi is rich and abundant, a top‑grade offering, the Corpse-born Lotus's favorite sacrifice."

"Is that so."

"Besides him, no one else here can cause the Corpse-born Lotus to mature quickly."

"I see."

Diewumeng continued, "Husband, the three of us acting together will leave the Corpse King unable to resist."

"I think so too."

"So we'll act together, giving him no chance to flee."

"Good."

The Corpse King listened throughout, gazing, watching.

His mouth twitched; these two acted as if he didn't exist, speaking such words to his face without concealment, clearly intending to embarrass him.

He clenched his fists, his corpse qi swelling to double; the Corpse King restrained himself, refraining from striking immediately, instead continuing to stare at Chen Chuyang, seeking to gauge his strength, to assess Chen Chuyang's power—without knowing the enemy's capabilities, he could not act.

"This person is very strange, merged with the cavern as one, making his cultivation and strength impossible to discern."

"We must be careful, lest we be provoked by them; they're saying this on purpose just to force me into action."

"Hmph."

The Corpse King knew this was a goading tactic, also knew the two were doing it deliberately; he could not fall for it, yet it truly infuriated him—these two really weren't avoiding him, utterly underestimating him.

"Hum."

Corpse qi burst forth; the Corpse King decided to test Chen Chuyang's strength, unwilling to fear a mere human—only by probing would he know the enemy's power.

"Profound Yin Hand."

Same as ever, still this divine ability, a long‑range attack.

The huge hand pierced through layer after layer of distance, appearing before Chen Chuyang to seize him.

Profound yin corpse qi compressed, aiming to crush them completely so they could not resist.

Diewumeng felt no worry and did not act; Chen Chuyang furrowed his brows, fixing his gaze on the enormous hand before him.

He raised his hand and pointed.

"Heavenly Tribulation Lightning Finger."

Lightning flashed, heavenly tribulation power erupted and condensed into a point.

The heavenly tribulation power coiled around, the finger expanded, its whole body wrapped in azure light; the next instant, lightning bombarded.

Corpse qi and lightning collided; the corpse qi collapsed, the Profound Yin Hand swiftly disintegrated, the Heavenly Tribulation Lightning Finger pierced through the Profound Yin Hand, tore through layer after layer of corpse qi, causing those corpse qi to vanish instantly.

"Boom—"

The heavenly tribulation power pierced through everything, hurtling straight toward the Corpse King; the Corpse King again gathered profound yin corpse qi, clasping his hands together, a massive corpse‑qi palm smashing fiercely against the finger condensed from heavenly tribulation power.

"Bang."