novelraw Chapter 187 : The Corpse God Devours Its Master
Chapter 187 : The Corpse God Devours Its Master
Chapter 187: The Corpse God Devours Its Master
Lu Xueqi’s strike just now had been extremely terrifying, yet she was certain that the Ghost King had not been completely killed.
Sure enough, just as she leapt toward the sky, charging at the corpse within the coffin, from the spot below where she had blasted earlier, within the already twisted Fulong Cauldron, countless streams of blood qi surged forth.
The blood qi gathered in midair, condensing into an extremely pale and frail figure—it was the Ghost King.
At this moment, his aura was exceedingly weak. Clearly, under Lu Xueqi’s heavy blow, he had already suffered grievous injuries. Even the aura of his primordial spirit was as feeble as a candle flame, as if it could be extinguished at any moment.
Lu Xueqi understood that if she were to abandon dealing with the Corpse God and deliver another strike now, the Ghost King would undoubtedly die.
However, in midair, the dark green aura was expanding frantically.
The corpse within the coffin slowly awakened. A sky-filling aura of resentment and baleful energy spread outward, dyeing the entire sky dark green.
Below, members of the Qingyun Sect, the Righteous Path, and even the Demonic Sect felt this terrifying aura and sensed bone-piercing cold throughout their bodies.
An endless fear surged from the depths of their hearts, as though they were facing death itself, or resisting some unimaginable and horrifying existence.
Seeing this, Lu Xueqi no longer hesitated. In midair, she suddenly pointed toward the coffin in the sky.
In an instant, dazzling flames gathered and transformed into a terrifying Fire Dragon, which roared as it blasted toward the coffin.
At the very moment she made her move, a roar erupted from within the coffin.
The corpse abruptly flew upward, hovering in midair, and slowly opened its eyes.
As its eyes opened, boundless blood qi burst forth. The surrounding mountain ridges were engulfed beneath a horrifying high temperature, and trees rapidly withered and dried up.
Shock surged through Lu Xueqi’s heart—this zombie’s displayed might at this moment bore an extreme resemblance to the legendary Drought Demon of myth.
Only, in this world, zombies were already rare, and she had never witnessed such a terrifying existence.
Meanwhile, the Fire Dragon had already drawn close to the corpse.
Sensing the threat, the Corpse God suddenly raised its hand and waved. A dark green energy condensed into a blade of light and met the Fire Dragon head-on.
“Boom!” A thunderous explosion shook the heavens.
The Fire Dragon and the light blade collided, and sizzling sounds rang out endlessly.
The searing heat within Lu Xueqi’s flames and the frigid yin aura within the Corpse God’s dark green energy instantly intertwined, eroding one another.
Moments later, with a “bang,” both attacks dissipated into the void at the same time.
Lu Xueqi’s brows furrowed tightly—this Corpse God’s strength far surpassed that of the Ghost King, powerful beyond imagination.
The Fire Dragon she had just unleashed had merely been a casual strike, yet it was by no means something an ordinary powerhouse could easily withstand. And yet the Corpse God had effortlessly neutralized it.
At this time, the Corpse God had fully awakened.
On its shriveled corpse body, intense heat spread, glowing crimson. A faint layer of red scales had even begun to grow.
Its eyes were blood-red, its gaze utterly cold, devoid of the slightest trace of emotion.
Seeing the Corpse God block Lu Xueqi’s attack with a single move, the Poison God could not help but become excited.
Immediately, he flew to the Corpse God’s side and shouted loudly, “Good, good, good! As expected of the Corpse God—its strength is truly boundless! With the Corpse God here, today the Qingyun Sect will surely be destroyed!”
He then sneered at Lu Xueqi and the many members of the Righteous Path below, saying harshly, “Lu Xueqi, so what if you are strong? Could you possibly be stronger than the Corpse God? Your Qingyun Sect will be annihilated today!”
After hearing the Poison God’s words, Lu Xueqi merely sneered and said, “A dying man need not speak so much!”
The Poison God was slightly stunned upon hearing this, not yet understanding what she meant, when suddenly, the Corpse God at his side abruptly raised its hand!
Its sharp claws, before the Poison God could sense anything—
“Puchi!”
—pierced straight through the Poison God’s chest!
Feeling the intense pain erupt from his chest, the Poison God raised his head in disbelief, staring at the Corpse God whose claw had penetrated his body, and muttered, “Th-this… how is this possible?”
After hearing his mutter, Lu Xueqi sneered, “Poison God, you may have a bit of strength, but did you truly think that with such little power you could control a being as powerful as the Corpse God? Utterly delusional!”
Upon hearing her words, the Poison God finally came to his senses.
He had been far too confident, believing that with the Ten Thousand Poison Sect’s secret technique he could control such a powerful Corpse God. Yet he had never expected that the moment the Corpse God awakened, it would devour its own master!
Regret flooded the Poison God’s heart, but with his chest pierced by the Corpse God’s claw, he had already lost any hope of survival.
Then, gripping the Poison God’s dying body, the Corpse God suddenly bit down on his neck!
Under the Poison God’s terrified gaze, all the Essence Blood within his body was instantly devoured completely.
As the Poison God’s blood was consumed, strands of blood vessels began appearing upon the withered corpse. The shriveled body even grew somewhat fuller.
After finishing devouring the Poison God’s blood, the Corpse God let out a long, howling roar toward the sky!
Waves of even more terrifying power erupted from its body.
Then, with blood-red eyes, it stared at the many members of the Righteous and Demonic Paths below, a greedy glint flashing within its gaze.
Under the watchful eyes of the numerous experts of both the Righteous and Demonic Paths, the Corpse God’s figure flashed and it swept downward!
Its entire body resembled a phantom, vanishing from the sky in an instant.
When it reappeared, it was already beside a Ten Thousand Poison Sect expert.
Under that expert’s horrified gaze, the Corpse God’s claw pierced through his chest, and as before, it began to devour his fresh blood.
Seeing this, the other Demonic Sect members were utterly horrified and fled desperately toward the foot of Qingyun Mountain.
The Ghost King’s expression also changed drastically at this sight.
He had not expected the Poison God’s trump card to be completely out of control. Given the Corpse God’s terrifying might, none of them were likely to be its match.
Remaining at Qingyun Mountain was now meaningless. In his current state, if he stayed any longer, he would very likely fall here.
After only a brief moment of consideration, the Ghost King’s figure flashed. Controlling the Fulong Cauldron, he transmitted his voice and led the Ghost King Sect experts in fleeing down the mountain.
After devouring the Essence Blood of several Demonic Sect disciples, the Corpse God looked at the fleeing Demonic Sect crowd, yet its gaze showed no ripple of emotion.
Instead, it slowly turned its head and looked toward the gathered members of the Righteous Path.
The vitality emanating from their bodies far surpassed that of the scattered Demonic Sect members who were fleeing.
At this moment, Jade Yangzi, the Hall Master of the Longevity Hall, and Lady Sanmiao of the Hehuan Sect were inwardly cursing.
They had not expected the Poison God to be so unreliable, releasing such an evil creature.
However, seeing that they had already distanced themselves from the Qingyun Sect and that the Corpse God had not pursued them, both could not help but let out a sigh of relief.
Just as they were thinking, the Ghost King, controlling the Fulong Cauldron, swept in from the distance…