Yin Xuanji was secretly flabbergasted and had to reassess Zhang Ruochen’s strength.
If he were to fight alone, he would most likely lose.
“I have to admit, you are indeed very strong and have the right to be arrogant. However, do you think that you can sweep everything away with just one person’s strength?”
Yin Xuan Ji’s pupils scattered green aura as he took out a bell, pinched it between his fingers, and gave it a gentle shake.
“Ding ding.”
The sound of breaking wind, rang out one after another.
In an instant, there were enough six Battle Corpse Kings, flying out from the City Lord’s Mansion, standing in Yin Xuan Ji’s six directions.
The strength of a Battle Corpse King was comparable to a Beast King.
When the six Battle Corpse Kings gathered together, they immediately emitted a shocking Yin Fiendish Qi, and underneath Yin Xuan Ji’s feet, they condensed a circle of ink-black corpse mist.
On top of that, the rest of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race cultivators each manipulated their War Corpses and surrounded Zhang Ruochen.
In the entire ancient city, excluding the six War Corpse Kings, there were also a dozen silver-armoured War Corpses that were comparable to a First Happening Quasi-Saint.
There were even as many as nearly a thousand Half-Saint level Xuan Armoured War Corpses.
One must know that the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Raising Ancient Race were quite profound, with an inheritance that was even longer than the Taiji Dao, the Buddhist Dao, and the Confucian Dao, and could be traced back to the period of the Ancient Sorcery Dao.
In a sense, the heritage of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Raising Ancient Race were actually two branches of the Taijiqu Witch Road.
While the glorious and flourishing ancient Sorcery Dao had already disappeared into the river of history, the two ancient clans had inherited their heritage to this day.
At the time when the Corpse Catching Ancient Race and the Ghost Raising Ancient Race were at their peak, they were comparable to the Immortal Blood Race.
From the surface, it seemed that the two ancient clans were no longer as powerful as they were back then, but few people knew how much strength they had hidden, in short, it was called unfathomable.
“A mere six Battle Corpse Kings want to block a first-tier powerhouse?”
Zhang Ruochen revealed a smirk as a strand of holy qi surged out from the position of his palm, injecting it into the Boundary Son Seal, causing the Boundary Son Seal to radiate another circle of faint light.
“There is no need for Zhang Ruochen to make a move, the poor monk will be able to beat them to dust.”
With a hefty smile, Da Sikong placed the golden zen staff in his hand and slammed it on the ground, causing sparks to shoot out in all directions.
With a loud bang, the entire ancient city shook, and with the wide street as the central axis, a gap several zhang wide cracked open, splitting the city in two.
The cultivators of the two ancient clans were all stunned, and a large chorus of voices sucking in cool air came out.
“Another Gaijin fierce man.”
Their gazes landed on Da Sikong’s body, all of them quite scornful.
In the distance, a vast Buddhist sound was heard, and a monk was chanting.
A single gaze, looked in the direction from which the Buddhist sound came. Only to see that another monk was sitting in the void, with Buddhist light radiating from his body, chanting the Earth Store Sutra to measure the spirits of the dead in the city.
Originally, the ghostly clouds that shrouded the ancient city were gradually purified, revealing blue sky and white clouds again.
That monk, naturally, was the Second Secretary.
The sound of Brahma’s voice was long, spreading throughout the ancient city.
The chanting of sutras manifested into a single golden Buddhist text that flew between heaven and earth.
The undead ghosts raised by the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan all wailed. Some of the undead with weaker cultivation were hit by the Buddhist texts and directly turned into a black mist, dissipating into nothingness.
Feng Yin Cicada’s face, became quite grave as he said, ”The Earth Store Sutra can degree the undead and specifically restrain the ghost raising ancient race. Er Sikong’s research on the Earth Store Sutra has reached an extremely profound level, I must lead the cultivators of the Ghost Raising Ancient Race to retreat immediately, or else there will be heavy losses.”
Yin Xuanji also felt that it was quite tricky, if Zhang Ruochen was alone, it wouldn’t be difficult to deal with it.
However, the cultivators who came with Zhang Ruochen were all supremely strong, and once the battle started, even if the Corpse Catching Ancient Clan and Ghost Raising Ancient Clan were able to win, they would still suffer numerous deaths and injuries.
Could it be that they would just run away in vain?
Yin Xuan Ji was quite unwilling, but in the end, reason overcame his impulses and said to Feng Yin Cicada, ”You lead the Ghost Rearing Ancient Race’s cultivators to go first, and I will lead the Corpse Catching Ancient Race’s cultivators to break the back. If I can take advantage of the chaos and kill the Second Sikong, the situation might be reversed. At that time, you can then return from outside the city, and attack Zhang Ruochen’s forces from the inside and the outside to wipe out Zhang Ruochen’s forces.”
Without any hesitation, Feng Yinchan led the cultivators of the Ghost Nurturing Ancient Clan, transforming into an ink-black ghostly cloud, and broke out in the direction where Sun Dadi was.
Because, she could see that the direction where Sun Dadi was located was the weakest and could break out of the ancient city with the fastest degree.
“You want to leave before leaving behind your heavenly treasures?”
A blazing flame surged out from Sun Dadi’s body, resisting the onslaught of the ghostly mist.
At the same time, he swung his iron rod out violently, sending more than a dozen cultivators of the Ghost Raising Ancient Clan flying backwards and falling to the ground, turning into mush.
Just as the Ghost Raising Ancient Race broke out, the cultivators of the Corpse Catching Ancient Race struck out their attacks, mainly attacking Zhang Ruochen and Erskine.
Some of these war corpses, formed large corpse formations, involving Dasikong, Huang Yichen, Xiao Hei, and Zhao Shiqi into the formations, and launched furious attacks and pummelling.
Nearly a thousand Half-Saint level war corpses attacked at the same time, creating an extremely shocking scene, and in an instant, they sunk a piece of the city.
“Zhang Ruochen, your time to die has come!”
Yin Xuan Ji threw the bell upwards, causing it to hover in mid-air and gently shake.
When the six Battle Corpse Kings heard the bell, they each grabbed a black spear and attacked Zhang Ruochen.
On their bodies, they radiated a brilliant golden light, and their corpses were as if they were cast from gold, so powerful that a casual spear could shatter mountains.
Battle Corpse Kings, refined from the corpses of Saints, as long as they added in some mysterious metals and absorbed the corpse qi, they could evolve and have a chance to grow into Sacred Corpse Kings.
Zhang Ruochen struck the Boundary Son Seal out, invoking out the Emperor Qi and crashing it on top of the corpses of the two Battle Corpse Kings.
However, the corpses of the two Battle Corpse Kings were quite hard, and surprisingly, they didn’t disintegrate, and the parts that were struck by the Boundary Zi Seal were only dented inwards.
Soon, they crawled out of the rubble again, uttering hissing noises as they grabbed their icy cold spears and attacked Zhang Ruochen once more.
“The strength of their flesh is even tougher than the holy bodies of some Lower Realm Saints.”Zhang Ruochen secretly said.
The attack power of the Battle Corpse Kings might be just in between that of the Beast Kings, but the defence power was quite terrifying, making it difficult to completely obliterate them.
Yin Xuanji let out a deep laugh, “Zhang Ruochen, this eunuch will first go and behead the Second Sikong before coming to kill you. You think you’re here to snatch heavenly treasures, but in reality, you’re just here to die.”
“Is that so?”
Zhang Ruochen pulled out the Sinking Abyss Ancient Sword and swung it out, dragging out a crescent shaped sword qi that chopped at the waist of a Battle Corpse King.
There was a piercing sound.
The corpse of the War Corpse King directly snapped into two.
Even though it was broken into two, the War Corpse King still remembered to attack.
Zhang Ruochen struck his sword again, and his sword Qi flew out like a net, splitting the corpse of the War Corpse King into hundreds of pieces.
Seeing this scene, Yin Xuan Ji was shocked, ”How is this possible? The corpse of the Battle Corpse King was refined from the corpses of Saints and added with Deep Sea Golden Mother, how hard is it, how could it be chopped off so easily?”
Zhang Ruochen didn’t say anything as he once again struck out his sword, executing a Sacred Art level sword technique, splitting the other Battle Corpse King into two halves, the corpses flying out in both the left and right directions.
It was truly too terrifying, in a flash, two War Corpse Kings had already been damaged.
Such a loss caused Yin Xuanji to nearly vomit blood.
He ultimately did not go to deal with the Second Sikong, but, instead, lifted the Green-eyed Blue Blood Bead and suspended it above his two palms.
With the situation as it was now, he could only behead Zhang Ruochen first.
“Corpse Emperor’s Blood.”Yin Xuanji softly chanted.
The Green-Eyed Blue Blood Bead radiated a bright green aura, reflecting the entire ancient city in green.
A drop of green-coloured blood flowed out from the Green-eyed Blue Blood Pearl, dripping onto Yin Xuan Ji’s brow, soaking into the corpse cloth and fusing with his flesh.
“Wow.”
An extremely terrifying corpse aura emanated from Yin Xuan Ji’s body, his body doubled in size, and green corpse hairs grew on top of the shroud.
At this moment, the aura emanating from Yin Xuan Ji was a few points more powerful than the six Battle Corpse Kings combined.
“Die for me.”
Yin Xuan Ji’s degree was as fast as it could be, and in a flash, it crashed into Zhang Ruochen’s body.
Both of them were thrown forward at the same time, shattering the walls of the City Lord’s Mansion.
Immediately after, Yin Xuan Ji’s five fingers grew sharp claws and swung towards Zhang Ruochen’s neck.
“Boom.”
A green-coloured dragon shadow flashed on Zhang Ruochen’s arm as he struck out with a palm strike, hitting Yin Xuan Ji’s chest and sending him flying out.
Yin Xuan Ji flew backward for roughly twenty feet, dissolving Zhang Ruochen’s palm force, and with a bang, he landed on the ground, stomping out a spiderweb-like crack in the earth.
Zhang Ruochen stood up again from the ruins and flicked the dust on his body.
Suddenly, he felt some dizziness and blackness before his eyes, as a sinister power came from his neck that was corroding his flesh.
Just now, Yin Xuan Ji’s claws had slashed through Zhang Ruochen’s neck, leaving behind three shallow blood marks.
Where the blood marks were, they had turned greenish-black and sprouted a single necrotic hair, and, the area covered by the necrotic hairs was still increasing, spreading towards his face and shoulders.
“What a strong corpse poison.”
Zhang Ruochen was secretly shocked and immediately operated the Nine Heavens Bright Emperor Scripture, mobilising his Holy Qi to run through his body for a large circumference, finally refining the corpse poison.
At the neck, the corpse hairs fell off, and even the three blood scars were all healed.
