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Chapter 610: The Imperial Corpse
Chapter 610: The Imperial Corpse
"Damn that old Yan Laotai, he's living in a well and is even chained up!"
"Indeed, when one gets old, their children and grandchildren are not filial..."
"..."
"?"
There was something amiss with their solemn analysis, but he couldn't afford to dwell on it now. He tightly gripped the Punishment Official Saber in his hand and patiently waited for the experts around him to make their move.
As a mere second-rank official, encountering such an unorthodox situation, he didn't want to take the lead again.
However, the reborn cultivators around him seemed to share the same thought. One by one, they wore solemn expressions, but none took action. Only when the atmosphere became slightly awkward did someone pick up a stone from the ground and throw it into the well from a distance.
"Clang!"
The stone fell into the well, emitting a dull sound. In an instant, the reborn cultivators took a step back, their faces filled with heightened vigilance.
The well, with its extremely eerie breath, remained silent. Instead, the wind in the small courtyard suddenly vanished, leaving only a chilling breath that echoed on its own. Then, from the well, something slowly emerged.
"That is..."
At a glance, everyone's hearts skipped a beat. They first saw a pair of...
... Dragon Horns!
No one had ever seen a real dragon, but those horns instantly reminded them of the legendary creature. About a yard long, the horns forked like a deer's antlers. Following the horns, a head covered in purple scales emerged from the well.
However, these scales were not vibrant and divine; instead, they were patchy and disheveled, resembling a fish that had been dead for months, its scales mostly fallen off, filthy and rotten.
Even the smell was like that of a dead fish. As it emerged from the well, a strong stench of rot filled the air, assaulting their noses.
"Rumble..."
Right after, the entire creature emerged from the well. The onlookers' expressions turned extremely peculiar as they wondered, "What is this thing?"
They all knew that the Yan family's elder, Yan Laotai, was inside, but it was hard to associate this creature with a human. It had a pair of crooked dragon horns on its head, and its body was clad in a tattered and filthy dragon robe.
Its body was rigid, and its limbs were twisted and deformed. Its long fingernails were black and eerie, curled up like scrolls. Thick iron chains were wrapped around its body, but they had been broken, leaving only half-length segments.
It seemed alive, but its eye sockets were empty, and the dark hollows stared fixedly at the crowd.
"A living burial?"
At the same time, the Ghost Puppet Enforcer who had warned them earlier, wearing a pig mask, whispered, "Be careful!"
"The Yan family is truly audacious. From the outside, it seems that Yan Laotai is stubbornly clinging to life, unwilling to die. But in reality, the Yan family's descendants might have been too ambitious, treating him as a monster to refine."
"It's common for these wealthy and influential people to seek treatments for longevity, but for someone as close to the Imperial Destiny as Yan Laotai, extending his life by even a year is incredibly challenging."
"Perhaps Yan Laotai truly wanted to prolong his life when he was alive and even harbored imperial ambitions. But as he approached his final days, every day he lived was a torment. It seems that the Yan family's descendants didn't want him to die and buried him alive here."
"Using this method to cultivate Imperial Qi, no wonder the Yan family is so formidable now. Not only have they surpassed the other two major families in Guazhou Prefecture, but even after the Iron Threshold General was granted the title of King, the Yan family still holds dominance, treating him like a mere dog."
"But Yan Laotai has suffered greatly. Now, he has become a freak, or should I say..."
He paused for a moment, then spoke with a solemn tone filled with apprehension, "A zombie, a refined zombie!"
"When an ordinary person becomes a corpse, they emit a powerful aura of resentment."
"When a general becomes a corpse, their killing aura surges, and their blood essence fills the sky."
"And this thing... it's like an imperial corpse, a zombie that has cheated death. This is... beyond the scope of normality!"
"..."
"..."
The onlookers' faces paled as they listened. Even Hu Ma thought, "What that guy said earlier was true..."
"The Yan family's descendants are indeed unfilial!"
"..."
"Rumble..."
At that moment, the creature emerged from the well, raising its head. Its chest heaved violently, and the rolling smoke and purple mist in the small courtyard seemed to be sucked in by it like a giant whale.
In the next instant, the face covered in purple scales revealed a crazed and eerie expression. It suddenly turned towards the crowd and exhaled a stream of corpse qi.
Whoosh!
A dense and chaotic breath gushed out of its mouth, sweeping from left to right like a fierce wind.
Hu Ma was prepared. When the ancient demoness inhaled the misty smoke in the courtyard, he was already on guard. But as the corpse qi blew towards him, he felt his mind clouded and knew something was wrong.
This breath felt incredibly heavy, and more importantly, it carried an aura of superiority. Although it was eerie, it genuinely contained a trace of imperial aura, suppressing people's souls, making them feel like they were being scattered by the wind.
He quickly summoned the Great Heavenly Emperor Seal Dharmic Form, a technique that summoned spirits and commanded ghosts, allowing him to resist the pressure and stand firm.
However, the group of Ghost Puppet Enforcers around him were all startled, and in an instant, they were blown away by the wind, scattering in disarray. Hu Ma was left dumbfounded: 'I thought these guys refused to leave because they were on the bridge or had the skills to fight those on the bridge.'
'Turns out they're just stubborn, whether they can win or not, they insist on staying to watch the excitement.'
'...'
In reality, these reincarnators each had their unique skills, and it wasn't that they were all blown away at the first encounter. Some weren't adept at direct confrontation, while others sensed the situation was unfavorable and actively dodged.
Some had prepared their defensive skills, but they were broken by the imperial aura contained within the corpse qi. Nonetheless, on the surface, they appeared extremely disheveled.
After a burst of corpse qi, only three remained standing in the arena.
Aside from Hu Ma, who was supported by the Great Heavenly Emperor Seal, there were two others. One had a pig face mask and had revealed the secrets of the Dragon Transformation Well, while the other wore a dog face mask, but his abilities were still unknown.
Without further delay, as the three of them stood, the Yan Family Patriarch, who had crawled out of the well, exuded corpse qi, and the chains wrapped around his body seemed to come to life.
In an instant, like giant pythons, the chains lashed towards him and the other two reincarnators. Hu Ma hastily raised his Punishment Official Saber to block the chains before him.
"Clang! Clang! Clang!"
The dull, crisp sounds rang out, and Hu Ma felt his arms go numb, almost losing his grip on the saber.
The force of this thing was far beyond his imagination.
Without time to think, he blocked the iron chains and blew towards the black bones, unleashing a surge of killing aura. However, it had no effect on the ancient demoness and instead provoked her to lunge forward with her black claws extended.
"Slap!"
At the same time, the dog mask and pig mask on either side took a big step forward and intercepted the attack.
"Damn, you dare to spray me?"
At that moment, the group of reincarnators who had been blown away by the corpse qi also became furious. Some quickly got up from the ground, brushing off the dirt from their buttocks. They were genuinely angry now.
Usually, in places where no one paid attention, they would just accept their losses. Being blown away and landing on their buttocks was reasonable when encountering such a thing. But now, with so many fellow villagers watching, who wouldn't care about saving face?
With a loud shout, he reached beside him and grabbed a scarecrow, fiercely slamming it onto the ground.
Seeing his actions, the nearby reincarnators quickly moved aside, thinking that this villager was about to demonstrate his prowess.
However, to their surprise, the man threw the scarecrow to the ground and pulled out several red threads from the straw, quickly tossing them towards the others. Instantly, some had their arms, thighs, or wrists entangled.
Then, he pointed forward and shouted, "Brothers, charge!"
"Don't worry, no matter how powerful this thing is, I have this treasure to support you..."
"Even if your heads are twisted off, it won't hurt you..."
"..."
The people beside him became annoyed upon hearing this, "Damn, you shouted so fiercely, but you want us to go?"
"What if your broken scarecrow can't hold it?"
"..."
The man's face turned awkward, and he scratched his head, "If it can't hold it, then it's your heads that will fall."
The nearby reincarnators became furious, "Who the hell can go up there?"
Their hearts were genuinely scared by this strange move, and no one dared to approach and fight it up close. Instead, they chanted spells from a distance.
On the other side, the one fighting the Yan Family Patriarch was Hu Ma, along with the other two reincarnators. The one with the dog face mask on his face wore a long robe and had a tall stature. He took a step forward and confronted the Yan Family Patriarch.
Facing the iron chains that were coiling towards him and the black fingernails that stretched taut, he took a deep breath and abruptly raised his right hand, extending his index and middle fingers to his forehead. Then, he stomped his foot, causing the ground to shake.
"Whoosh!"
A sacred and profound aura suddenly rose from his body, and the fragrance of incense enveloped him. His entire demeanor changed, and he fearlessly confronted the ferocious and terrifying Yan Family Patriarch, engaging in a direct clash.
"Is he a negative spirit?"
Hu Ma, observing from the side, was also surprised, "He's using a technique to summon a spirit, but why does his negative spirit exude such a majestic divine aura, unlike the unorthodox methods of the Meng family?"
After a moment of thought, he suddenly realized, "Oh, he's a negative spirit, but the spirit he's possessing is a shrine deity!"
"He's a shrine incense master, and his abilities are far beyond ordinary negative spirits."
"But such shrine deities are far more mysterious than marquis, rarely appearing. How did a reincarnator like him get close to a shrine deity?"
(End of Chapter)
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