Chapter 195: Corpse Sea of Southern Border City

The white finger bones were like flower stems growing up from underground; they broke through the surface, their roots firmly gripping the ground.

Only saw countless corpses crawling up from underground!

They were the Skeleton Army that Chen Yi He, the Little Palace Master, and Wu Rong had encountered in the underground world before!

Dense and endless white, nothing but corpses; their empty eye sockets flickered with purple ghostfire, and they stood in neat rows before the Heaven's Path Trio. The sight was magnificent!

"Where is the Corpse King?" Tianming asked.

The Skeleton Army was formed by Tianming, Tianzai, and Tianba before they were sealed within Heaven's Path; they specialized in collecting corpses for others, then dumping the bodies into the underground world, waiting for them to rot, finally becoming empty skeletons.

Moreover, because the underground world had a constant supply of spiritual energy, over the long ages the skeletons were baptized by that energy and gradually gained sentience, making it impossible for them to forget that their masters were those three people.

They waited and waited, for countless thousands of years, until their masters finally returned.

"Why is there no Corpse King?" Tianming asked again, this time facing Tianzai, forcing him to answer.

"You ask me, how would I know?" Tianzai replied helplessly.

"Not having a Corpse King doesn't really matter..." Tianba said.

Tianzai and Tianba both knew the influence the Corpse King had on Tianming, because in life the Corpse King had been Tianming's childhood sweetheart; but people age, fall ill, and die, especially those who do not follow the path of cultivation, and one day the childhood sweetheart becomes an old woman, finally turning into a corpse.

Tianming then brought the corpse of his childhood sweetheart here, day and night infusing it with spiritual energy and imparting his power to it; finally it "fulfilled its wish" and became the Corpse King.

Thousands of years have passed, yet Tianming still has not forgotten this childhood sweetheart of his. Although he is still alive, the Corpse King has already "died"...

"Who is it!" Tianming's fury was about to pierce the top of the underground world!

"Do you still remember that brat?" Tianzai asked Tianming.

"Which brat?"

"Chen Yi He, the one who ate your palm strike."

At that moment Tianming recalled, a faint figure appeared in his mind. He turned to his companions and confirmed, "Is it him?"

"Mm, his scent lingers here, along with two others." Tianzai answered Tianming.

"Hehe... they'll regret it! Not even a corpse will be spared!" Tianming said hatefully, his face drawn long, his protruding teeth flashing.

"With them, can we dominate the human world?" Tianba asked.

"Without them, we can still do it; this just saves us some effort."

Tianzai added, "Hehe... what are mortals? Expecting those wine sacks and rice bags? Now the most terrifying thing isn't those mortals, but the people of Heaven's Path; our escape from Heaven's Path this time was pure luck, if not for the fixed laws between heaven and earth we might already have been caught back. Only the Skeleton Army can help us oppose Heaven's Path."

"Corpses! Will you join us in breaking out to the surface and killing our way into the human world?" Tianming shouted.

The response was the corpses' trembling; they raised their fleshless arms! They had spent thousands of years in the dark underground world, their resentment never appeased.

Only by finding those mortals who judged them! Kill them, turn them into corpses like these, and only then can their resentment be satisfied!

Even as ghosts they won't let mortals go!

And the gods of heaven!

"We will replace the gods and become true gods!" Tianzai roared.

Tianzai spread his arms wide, his whole body slowly rising; a powerful force burst from his body, then surged toward the top of the underground world, and he roared, "Rage! Corpses! Rush forth from the earth!"

Countless corpses roared along with Tianming's roar, leaping from the ground and surging upward! They wanted to follow Tianming in breaking out of this underground prison!

"Boom boom boom!" Heaven collapsed and earth split!

The ruins of the Thousandfold Gate collapsed straight into the ground! It was like an avalanche, sinking into the earth!

Immediately, only to see white corpses flying out of the ground, so many they directly covered the azure sky!

The common folk of Southern Border City had never seen such a sight; they watched the corpses fly over Returning Goose Tower and toward the city center! They were like a flood, instantly submerging Southern Border City.

In a moment, Southern Border City became the City of White Bones.

At the final moment, three living people were seen flying out from the ground.

"Let's start from the place where we began!" Tianming, looking down from the sky at the endless corpses on the ground, said.

"Hahaha! In the near future, the entire Heaven Peace Continent will become a land submerged in white bones!" Tianzai laughed loudly, then he pointed to the sky and said, "Thieving Heaven, I'll see how you deal with us then! For thousands of years of suffering, I will repay you a hundredfold!"

The common folk of Southern Border City were all fleeing, but how could their escape speed match the corpses' marching speed?

Wherever the corpses went, living common folk would be trampled to death and become part of the corpses. They were like endless overflowing seawater, gradually submerging the beach, then turning the flooded area into seawater—this is erosion.

"Hahaha! Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!"

"Hahaha!" The manic laughter of the Heaven's Path Trio filled the sky.

No one could stop them!

……

Yanshan Hai and Linghu Shang walked along the Dong Hai shore. Today the Dong Hai was calmer than usual, windless and waveless, with no fishermen in sight.

The fishy smell of the seawater remained, filling their nostrils.

They had returned to the Dongfang Clan's settlement, which could no longer be called a tribe but rather ruins; walking along the road, one could still see bloodstains on the ground, those were their companions' fresh blood.

"It seems Dongfang Wuji is not here." Yanshan Hai said to Linghu Shang.

They had already searched this ruin thoroughly; there was no sign of any living person, nor any trace of Dongfang Wuji's aura.

"That shouldn't be; could he be hiding in the Dong Hai?" Linghu Shang asked.

"The Dong Hai is his home; he couldn't possibly not return, otherwise he'd have nowhere to go. He has demonic blood and demonic energy in his body, and must rely on the Dongfang Clan's fresh blood supply to quickly recover from his injuries. Otherwise, not to mention healing, even staying alive would be difficult." Yanshan Hai analyzed, "If he doesn't come back, we'll have made the trip for nothing. The tigers and leopards would have sacrificed in vain."