Myriad Dragon Divine Sovereign

Chapter 604: Chapter 613: The Ancient Corpse Appears

Wang Zhen ignored the surrounding gasps, his eyes fixed on the boundless Evil Qi ahead.

Li Tianhong, having come to his senses, asked, “Elder Wang Zhen, what about Wen Qingye?”

“What about him?” Wang Zhen gave Li Tianhong a strange look, pondered for a moment, and said, “Capture him. Don’t kill him for now.”

“Yes.” Li Tianhong didn’t know why Wang Zhen had suddenly changed his mind, but he didn’t dare to ask.

‘I remember just yesterday, Wang Zhen said I should kill Wen Qingye on sight,’ he thought. ‘Even if I’m not his match now, couldn’t he capture and kill Wen Qingye himself? Why just capture him now and not kill him?’

While the crowd was still marveling at the Immortal Ascension List, the Evil Qi ahead began to take shape, forming a massive black dragon that looked ready to soar into the heavens.

BOOM!

Following a thunderous shout, an intense beam of black light burst into view.

As the black light surged, the crowd could faintly make out a body wreathed in it. Beside the body were snow-white pear blossoms, and a figure in cyan slowly emerged.

“Isn’t that the Flower Thief, Sima Feng? What’s he doing here?”

“A mere Destruction Realm brat, appearing in the same blast as the Ancient Corpse?”

“Don’t let him get away! He must have a Supreme Treasure on him!”

…

Tu Bai was momentarily stunned. He looked up and said, “What’s this guy doing here too?”

This person was none other than the Cyan Shirt Guest, Sima Feng.

Sima Feng saw all eyes turn to him, their powerful auras surging. He instantly knew this was bad. He slapped the corpse beside him and shouted, “The Ancient Corpse is here! The Sumeru Mustard Seed is on its right palm! If you want it, go take it yourselves!”

The Ancient Corpse shot forward like an arrow released from a bow, hurtling toward the crowd wrapped in a dense, black light of Evil Qi.

“The Sumeru Mustard Seed!”

On the Ancient Corpse’s right palm, a sliver of black divine light floated. A closer look confirmed it was indeed the Sumeru Mustard Seed.

The crowd went into an uproar. Seeing the treasure, their eyes gleamed with greed as they swarmed toward the black Ancient Corpse.

“Aaaah!” “Aaaah!”

Just as the crowd was about to reach the Ancient Corpse, tendrils of black Evil Qi shot out like vipers, lunging at them.

Some of the masters in the front were caught completely off guard. They could only watch in horror as the Evil Qi invaded their Heart Spirits, burning them from within. A searing heat was all they felt before they fell to the ground, one after another.

Seeing this, Zhang Chun bellowed from the crowd, “Fall back! This Evil Qi is too dense!”

Even without Zhang Chun’s warning, the crowd had already begun to scramble back in a panicked retreat.

THUD!

The Ancient Corpse landed heavily on the ground. The surrounding Evil Qi was first blasted away like a shockwave, but a moment later, it surged back, rushing madly toward the corpse as if on a pilgrimage.

Countless masters stared blankly at the Ancient Corpse, a restless, greedy ambition stirring in their eyes.

At that moment, Sima Feng saw that all eyes were on the Ancient Corpse. With a flicker of intent, he stepped on the mid-air Pear Blossoms and fled into the distance.

“That little brat. The biggest treasure is probably on him! Trying to run? You’ll have to get past your Grandpa Tu first!” Seeing Sima Feng trying to slip away, Tu Bai stomped his foot, and his burly frame transformed into a beam of light, shooting after him.

The crowd was completely focused on the strange Ancient Corpse and the Sumeru Mustard Seed upon it. No one noticed the two men leaving.

‘This is…’ Wang Zhen suddenly had a bad feeling.

Suddenly!

SHUFFLE! SHUFFLE!

Just then, several of the people who had collapsed on the ground suddenly shot to their feet. Their faces were ashen white, their eyes vacant.

“Corpse transformation! This isn’t Evil Qi, it’s corpse Qi! They’ve become zom—”

There were a few among them who truly understood the esoteric arts. Before that person could finish speaking, another change occurred.

The next moment, the reanimated corpses lunged at the people nearest to them.

An expert at the Seventh Heaven of Destruction Realm was caught off guard and a Zombie’s claw pierced straight through his torso. The crowd watched as a fist-sized hole appeared, running him clean through.

My God!

Most of the people present were vicious and hardened villains, but even they couldn’t help but be horrified at the sight of the transformed corpse holding a bloody red liver in its hand. They all recoiled in terror.

“Leave these Zombies to me!” Zhang Chun roared, raising his Crescent Halberd and charging toward the newly turned Zombies.

Seeing that Zhang Chun was willing to step up, the crowd quickly retreated further back.

It was at this time that Wen Qingye and Xiao Zuilan arrived at the perimeter. They stood within the crowd, secretly observing the situation ahead.

Xiao Zuilan’s eyes were fixed on Zhang Chun. “That old man is quite strong,” she said. “It won’t be easy to get the better of him.”

Wen Qingye nodded. “And the corpse Qi around the Ancient Corpse… I can see it constantly condensing. Once it finishes gathering and forms a corpse core, the Ancient Corpse will turn into a true Zombie. At that point…”

Wen Qingye didn’t finish his sentence, but both of their brows furrowed in concern.

Xiao Zuilan suddenly looked at Wen Qingye and said, “You help me deal with the others. I’ll handle the old man and the corpse Qi myself. When we get the Sumeru Mustard Seed from the Ancient Corpse, I only want the Golden Pages inside. The rest is all yours. How about it?”

Hearing her proposal, Wen Qingye recalled that Xiao Zuilan was a member of the Witch Race. ‘Ordinary people might fear corpse Qi, but would she?’ he thought. ‘Of course not. The only real problem seems to be Zhang Chun.’

‘But judging by her confidence, she must have some trump cards up her sleeve and her own way of dealing with him.’

“Alright, I’ll help you hold back the others,” Wen Qingye said with a nod, his eyes sweeping over the crowd and finding no one who posed a significant threat.

Xiao Zuilan felt a sense of relief upon hearing his words. ‘This Little Ghost may not look very old,’ she thought, ‘but he’s quite reliable when it comes to getting things done.’

Having settled their plan, they both stared ahead without blinking.

Just then, Xiao Zuilan spotted a perfect opportunity and shot forward without hesitation.

The crowd saw only a black, phantom-like figure rushing toward the Ancient Corpse, reaching its side in an instant.

“How foolish!”

Zhang Chun couldn’t help but sneer. The corpse Qi had just invaded several people’s bodies and turned them into Zombies, yet this person was clearly blinded by greed. They had failed to learn from the mistakes of others and were rushing straight toward the Ancient Corpse.

The surrounding crowd evidently shared Zhang Chun’s thoughts, shaking their heads as they watched Xiao Zuilan’s figure.