Chapter 888

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Protagonist:

Xu Zhangqing

The remaining four great powers followed close behind, Great Powers making their moves one after another.

Mu Ji tapped his wooden staff, and the Ancient Tree Reaching the Sky behind him instantly condensed into reality, its branches and leaves flourishing; countless verdant vines extended from the Dharma Aspect, like so many nimble long snakes, on one hand entwining the rushing Wandering Souls, on the other hand spreading toward the core area of the Corpse King's Tomb.

He attempted to gain a step ahead, arriving at the Corpse King's resting place.

Cang Xuan brought down the Thunder Rune Token in his hand, the Thunder Emperor behind him roared, boundless Thunder Light surged out, transforming into a ferocious Thunder Dragon, blasting toward the Corpse Qi and Wandering Souls filling the sky.

Where the Thunder Light passed, the Evil Qi dissolved, the Wandering Souls annihilated.

The sound of thunder shook the entire Lie Yuan until it trembled.

The Cold Qi around Han E surged, the Ice Lotus beneath her feet bloomed to the utmost, she gently swung the Ice Soul Sword in her hand, a thousand-zhang-long Ice Waterfall crashed down, freezing the area around the tomb into Ice Crystals.

At the same time, the Snow Woman behind her condensed into reality, holding an Ice Sword, stabbing toward the Corpse King's blurry figure, attempting to suppress it a step before the Corpse King revived.

Xing Yanzi's expression remained calm as ever, the Star Disk atop his head rotated, boundless Starlight sprinkled down, transforming into countless streams of light, with unmatched power, slaying the rushing Wandering Souls.

Simultaneously, the Star Rune Sword swung, invoking the power of the Twenty-Eight Lunar Mansions, condensing a Star Constellation False Body, encircling the Corpse King's Tomb, forming a massive Barrier.

At a glance, it looked as if a god had manifested, suppressing evil spirits.

This move both suppressed the Corpse Qi spreading out and guarded against ambushes from the other powers.

Ming Chen gently shook the Soul Devouring Bell in his hand, a silent yet soul-piercing bell sound rang out, countless departed souls surged from the Netherworld Lotus, charging toward the Corpse King's Tomb.

Immediately after, the Underworld King behind him slowly raised his hand, waving the Soul Devouring Staff, sucking the Corpse Qi and Wandering Souls filling the sky into the staff, transforming them into his own power.

At the same time, his gaze coldly stared at the Corpse King's figure, as if plotting something.

Qian Wanguan sat on the back of the Heaven-Swallowing Toad, shaking the Jade Pot in his hand, countless Pearl Light and Precious Qi flew from the pot's mouth, transforming into a magnificent Barrier, protecting the people of the Gui Xu Chamber of Commerce.

He chose to watch and wait, and did not take the opportunity to act.

Preparing to wait until the various powers mutually injured each other, then sit back and reap the profit.

Huang Zun's whole body Golden Light surged, he fiercely brought down the Xuan Huang Golden Seal in his hand, a massive Golden Court descended from the sky, covering a corner of the Corpse King's Tomb.

Countless Golden Light surged, streams of Golden Light crisscrossed.

Demon Fire, Thunder Light, Ice Waterfall, Starlight, Yin Cold Qi collided together.

For a time, booming sounds, roars, collision sounds rang out incessantly.

The entire district trembled violently, Evil Qi and Spiritual Light intertwined, forming a chaotic Battlefield.

Cultivators and Wandering Souls slaughtered each other, Great Powers mutually restrained one another, each unleashing all their means, only to contend for that flawless Corpse King Body.

Amid the chaos, Xu Zixiao mixed in the group slightly turned sideways, dodging a bone fragment flying at him, then his gaze subconsciously looked toward the top of the Corpse King's Tomb.

That Corpse King Sword, pitch-black throughout, was still inserted in its original place, surrounded by soaring Evil Qi, the hair strands on the Sword Tassel fluttering in the wind, emitting an eerie low whisper.

Strangely, no one inquired about it from start to finish.

Seeing this scene, Xu Zixiao's heart stirred slightly.

The surrounding cultivators and Great Powers, every one of them madly rushed toward the tomb's core, contending for the Corpse King Body, yet not a single person was willing to approach this Corpse King Sword, even though it was inserted right at the top of the tomb, within reach.

Carrying this doubt, Xu Zixiao quietly moved to the side of a Nascent Soul Cultivator with a pale face, lowered his voice, and softly asked: "Dao Friend, why does no one take that Corpse King Sword?

Judging by its grade, it is clearly an Evil Weapon of the highest grade, its power must be extraordinary!"

That cultivator, hearing this, violently shivered, his tone full of dread, said: "You're new here, right?

This Corpse King Sword is no good thing!

Don't look at its extraordinary power, but once touched, one will be eroded by the Corpse Evil Qi on the sword body, invading the Divine Soul and Consciousness, even a Divine Transformation Expert would be polluted all the same.

Lightly, the Divine Sense is damaged, cultivation greatly drops.

Heavily, the Divine Soul splits, reduced to a walking corpse.

Even the Root Gods of Great Powers, resisting it is extremely laborious, the slightest carelessness and they will be contaminated by the Corpse Evil Qi, ultimately losing more than they gain."

Pausing a moment, the cultivator supplemented: "Precisely because of this, no one dares to fight for this Corpse King Sword.

Right now everyone is fighting for the Corpse King, when things conclude, the Great Powers of the Five Great Powers will naturally sit down and discuss, deciding who ultimately takes away this Evil Weapon."

Hearing these words, Xu Zixiao's eyes brightened.

He is no ordinary cultivator, but a Puppet refined by Xu Zhangqing using Spirit Plants, fundamentally possessing no Divine Soul or Divine Sense.

To put it bluntly, he is merely a Spirit Plant Puppet with autonomous action capability, fundamentally there exists no concern of Corpse Evil Qi eroding the Divine Soul, polluting the Divine Sense.

The Corpse King Sword that others dread immensely and avoid at all costs, to Xu Zixiao is instead a supreme treasure with zero hidden dangers.

If he can take away this Corpse King Sword, then present it to Xu Zhangqing, this would both add a powerful Magic Tool for his Master and demonstrate his own usefulness.

Thinking it over, Xu Zixiao collected his mind, suppressed the restlessness in his heart, his gaze first looked toward that Corpse King Sword, then glanced at the chaotic Battlefield and the mutually restraining Great Powers.

He wanted to take advantage of the interval when the various powers were fighting fiercely and no one was paying attention, to quietly approach the top of the tomb and take away this Corpse King Sword.

And just as the Great Powers acted, boundless power sealing the tomb in that instant, that blurry figure slowly rising suddenly erupted with a heart-palpitating ferocious Qi.

The Corpse King had not yet revived, yet instinctively made a counterattack.

It subconsciously raised its hand, a stream of Black Corpse Qi condensed to the point of being like substance swept out, then transformed into a sky-covering giant Corpse Claw, grabbing toward the Nine Fire Dragons that attacked first.

Bang!

Bang!

Bang!

Nine consecutive huge sounds, the Nine Fire Dragons summoned by Hu Shang were actually crushed to pieces by this Corpse Claw, Demon Fire scattered in all directions, Hu Shang's figure stalled, his eyes full of disbelief.

Immediately after, the Corpse King's skull tilted slightly, facing the Thunder Dragon blasting from Cang Xuan, let out a roar.

This roar did not transmit into the ears, but directly shook the Divine Soul, invisible sound waves spread out, colliding violently with the ferocious Thunder Dragon.

"Crack!" The thunder light on Lei Long's body shattered inch by inch, and the Thunder Rune Token in Cang Xuan's hand trembled violently, even the Thunder Emperor behind him blurred for an instant.

His whole person was shaken into retreating repeatedly, his expression becoming solemn in an instant.

At the same time, those bones below the burial mound, under the Corpse King's mental control, instantly condensed into hundreds of bone spears, shooting out in all directions like a rainstorm.

The emerald green vines extended by Mu Ji were pierced one after another by bone spears, the spiritual light on the vines rapidly dimmed and withered, finally losing vitality.

The thousand-zhang ice waterfall crashed down by Han E was forcibly drilled with countless holes by bone spears, and the ice sword thrust by Xue Nu was even knocked aside by a bone spear containing corpse evil.

Only to see the ice waterfall shatter with a boom, directly transforming into ice crumbs filling the vast sky.

The Zhou Tian Star Plate above Xing Yanzi's head sped up its rotation, starlight flashing on the starlight barrier, blocking most bone spears, yet still a minority of bone spears pierced through the barrier, forcing him to wave the Star Rune Sword, invoking star power to slash them to pieces one by one.

The green ghost fire around Ming Chen's body jumped violently, those dead souls rushing toward the burial mound were actually deterred by the Corpse King's fierce qi, all stagnating in mid-air.

The Soul Devouring Bell in his hand, its bell sound became intermittent, the corpse qi inhaled by the Underworld King even began to backlash, the body hidden under the black robe actually couldn't help but tremble.

The Golden Court lowered by Huang Zun, golden light and corpse qi collided, dense corpse spots emerged on the surface of the Golden Court, as if corrupted, looking quite strange.

Seeing this scene, he continuously poured in magic power, only then barely stabilizing it, not letting the Golden Court collapse.

The pearl light and precious qi laid down by Qian Wanguan, struck by bone spears and corpse qi, its light flickered repeatedly, scaring him into hurriedly taking out several defensive talismans from the jade pot, only then recovering.

The Corpse King is like a hibernating ancient fierce beast, even not yet awakened, relying on instinct alone is enough to contend with numerous Divine Transformation Experts!