Chapter 414: Battle Shi Litian!

This is definitely a rare spectacle on the Ultimate Main Road in recent years!

It is worthy of being entered into the annals of the Star Sky Ancient Road!

Many living beings trembled with excitement, their eyes bulging, fearing to miss any detail that follows.

Watching a peak duel of this caliber, even merely feeling the collision of Dao Rhythm or observing the use of divine techniques, brings incalculable benefits to one's own cultivation.

Shi Litian slowly suppressed the slightly fluctuating Corpse Qi around him, and those pitch‑black Dark Eyes, like two small black holes, locked firmly onto Ye Wuque.

The hazy layer of Corpse Qi on his face seemed to thin, faintly revealing a pale yet handsome visage, utterly colorless and exuding Dead Silence.

He spoke, his voice still hoarse and indifferent, yet bearing a lofty, declarative tone:

"Ye Wuque… is it?"

"Hehe…"

A meaningless chuckle caused the surrounding temperature to drop sharply.

"Congratulations…"

Shi Litian tilted his head slightly, his movements oddly stiff.

"... you have been chosen by me."

He raised the hand clad in tattered armor, pointed at Ye Wuque, then gestured to the nine great Corpse Spirits swirling around his body, emitting a terrifying aura.

"Originally, by convention, for a madman who dares to slaughter my Corpse Clan and so many Heavenly Pride, I would utterly annihilate him, crush his bones to ash, consign his soul to the Nine Nether Corpse Fire, burn him for ten thousand years, ensuring he never recovers for ten thousand calamities, with no place to be buried dead."

His tone was as calm as if stating what he would eat for dinner, yet the cruelty and venom within made the listeners shiver.

"But…" Shi Litian's tone shifted; in his pitch‑black Dark Eyes, a flicker of emerald Soul Fire flared, revealing a nearly greedy satisfaction, "I now… have changed my mind."

He surveyed Ye Wuque from head to toe, as if admiring a peerless treasure.

"Killing you would be wasteful."

"I will refine you… into my… tenth Corpse Spirit!"

The heavens shuddered!

The surrounding onlookers were first stunned, then erupted in an even louder uproar and incredulous shouts!

"Wha…what?! Tenth Corpse Spirit?! Shi Litian actually… wants to cultivate a tenth Corpse Spirit?!"

"How is that possible?! The Corpse Clan's corpse‑to‑spirit refinement talent has Nine as the limit! This is the Tie Lu determined jointly by the Corpse Clan bloodline and Tiandao! Ancient texts record that in Corpse Clan history several prodigies attempted to break the limit, but all inevitably failed, some even suffering horrific backlash, resulting in Death Path Vanish! Nine is the extreme, the universally accepted truth of the Corpse Clan!"

"Seeing Shi Litian so certain… could he have found a way to break the limit?! Or perhaps… he believes he already possesses the foundation and strength to bear a tenth Corpse Spirit?!"

"If he truly succeeds… my god! The nine Corpse Spirits already make him invincible; adding another, especially one forged from a monster like Ye Demon God… his combat power would soar to an unimaginable horror!"

"Crazy! Truly crazy! But… this is so thrilling!"

Even Xu Tianhuang, who had been cross‑legged in the distant Void as if detached from the affair, now had his golden‑flamed eyes shift slightly, glanced at Shi Litian, and a hint of contemplation appeared on his rugged face.

Ye Wuque listened to Shi Litian's words, which seemed as if he had already decided his fate, his expression remaining calm.

His gaze swept over the nine varied Corpse Spirits surrounding Shi Litian, each exuding a mighty aura, lingering especially on those few that clearly bore the Dao Rhythm of Nine Heavens Ten Lands and distinct life traits.

He could sense that those Corpse Spirits, in life, must have been dazzling Heavenly Pride figures of the Nine Heavens Ten Lands, yet unfortunately fell into Shi Litian's hands, refined into these undead monsters, becoming tools of vengeance.

A trace of icy cold brushed the depths of Ye Wuque's eyes.

He spoke slowly, his voice low yet clear over the surrounding clamor, bearing an ultimate indifference laced with sarcasm:

"Can you do it?"

Those simple three words were like three cold knives, stabbing Shi Litian's proud heart.

Ye Wuque's gaze swept over the nine Corpse Spirits as if scanning trash, and he continued:

"The few Corpse Clan ants I slashed not long ago… what were they called? Corpse Sun Heaven? And some other… misshapen ones… they disappoint me."

He shook his head, as if lamenting.

"I hope you can be a bit more resilient than them…"

"After all…"

Ye Wuque lifted his gaze, meeting Shi Litian's suddenly icy, bone‑piercing black eyes, and said word for word:

"You will be… the next."

"Seeking death!!!"

Has Shi Litian ever been subjected to such disdain and provocation?

Even in the Other Shore World, the higher‑ranked monsters on the Heavenly Ladder list still fear him by three points!

Ye Wuque's words fully ignited his brutal murderous intent and fury!

The Corpse Qi around him roared and boiled, soaring skyward like a tsunami!

The nine Corpse Spirits let out sharp howls in unison, their terrifying soundwaves rippling the Void!

"The withered bones of all beings are my mount! The ten‑thousand‑mile Corpse Mountain is my residence!"

Shi Litian howled toward the heavens, his voice like ten thousand fierce ghosts crying together, filled with endless death and tyranny!

"Born today, I demand the heavens bow! The three realms and Six Paths, who dares block Shi Litian?!"

"This Yellow Spring Road shall be paved by your white bones!"

"No more idle talk, die—!!!"

Boom—!!!

Shi Litian held nothing back; the moment he struck, he unleashed the Corpse Clan's supreme divine technique… the Ten‑Thousand‑Bone Jiemie Seal!

His both hands formed a seal, moving as fast as a phantom.

Around the starry sky, endless death energy, resentment, and the decaying power of shattered stars converged wildly!

Moreover, skeletal white phantoms rose from the Corpse Qi behind him, emitting creaking sounds, merging into the forming seal method!

A massive gray seal, its whole body assembled from billions of bones, its surface oozing viscous black Corpse Oil, exuding a terrifying aura that drives all things toward Jiemie and decay, suddenly took shape!

At the base of the great seal, an ancient twisted character for Jiemie was engraved, as if marking the end of all life!

"Go!"

Shi Litian bellowed, his both palms thrust forward violently!

The Ten Thousand Bones Jiemie Seal rips the Void, bearing the supreme ferocious power that suppresses ten thousand ages and Jiemie's life, and strikes Ye Wuque head‑on!

Where it passes, Space seems slain, leaving a trail of gray‑defeated Line: Dead Silence, even starlight cannot illuminate!