Chapter 67: Waiting for the Final Zhongshan

As the silver corpse's palm strike came, Daoist Miao Xian didn't hesitate. He turned his hand and wielded his sword to meet the silver corpse's attack, hastily mobilizing his maximum True Yuan to withstand the silver corpse's power.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~"

With a loud noise, Daoist Miao Xian was sent flying, wounded by the silver corpse's palm strike. At the same time, while retreating in mid-air, he urged his long sword and quickly ascended into the sky.

The moment he ascended, Daoist Miao Xian felt relieved because another silver corpse appeared where he had just retreated.

However, just like copper corpses, silver corpses couldn't fly. Silver corpses were an evolved form of copper corpses, and only when they further evolved into golden corpses could they fly.

Activating his flying sword, Daoist Miao Xian circled in the sky, coldly watching from above, wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. His hatred for the black-robed man deepened.

At this moment, the black-robed man slowly stood up. His hair was still disheveled, and the "heart" in his hand was not put away. With cold eyes, he looked up at Daoist Miao Xian.

Three silver corpses surrounded the black-robed man, protecting him in the center.

Although the black-robed man's strength was inferior to Daoist Miao Xian's, the difference was limited. He could fly, but why would he fly without reason?

Daoist Miao Xian swung his sword downward, releasing a hundred Sword Qi, fiercely slashing towards the black-robed man. Although the black-robed man's strength was slightly inferior, he could still control the silver corpses. One silver corpse leaped up, forming a powerful corpse aura around it, like a large shield in the air, blocking the attack.

"Bang, bang, bang..."

After a series of collisions, the corpse aura blocked the Sword Qi, and the Sword Qi dissipated into nothingness.

Daoist Miao Xian was ruthless. Although there were three silver corpses in front of him, they were still within his range. Because the silver corpses were controlled by the black-robed man, once the black-robed man died, the silver corpses would surely flee on their own.

As long as he killed the black-robed man, it would be fine. A huge Sword Qi formed again, slashing towards the black-robed man. Perhaps because Daoist Miao Xian's long sword was of a higher level, the Sword Qi pierced through the corpse aura fiercely.

"Sizzle~~~~~~~~~~"

The Sword Qi pierced through the corpse aura and stabbed directly towards the black-robed man. With overwhelming power, it seemed as if Daoist Miao Xian wouldn't stop until he had slain the black-robed man.

The ten-zhang Sword Qi, after piercing through the corpse aura, suddenly surged and appeared in front of the black-robed man in an instant, ready to strike and kill him.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~"

A silver corpse stood in front of the black-robed man, blocking this powerful strike. The silver corpse's body was too sturdy. Even with such force, it only managed to tear open a small portion of its cloth, revealing its silver-colored body inside.

With the attack thwarted, Daoist Miao Xian used the rebounding force to soar into the air again, standing on his flying sword.

Three silver corpses?

three silver corpses seemed to form an impenetrable barrier, and Daoist Miao Xian continued to battle for nearly an hour. However, the effect remained the same, and the black-robed man was tightly protected, showing no signs of damage.

Daoist Miao Xian wasn't anxious. Although he hadn't injured the black-robed man, he was on the offensive while the other party was on the defensive. A prolonged defense would lead to defeat. He continued to maneuver around the three silver corpses that couldn't fly.

Perhaps after being passive for a long time, the black-robed man became annoyed. The coldness in his eyes intensified, and the "heart" in his hand slowly emitted strands of blood mist.

Seeing this scene, Zhongshan realized that the black-robed man might have some ultimate move. If Zhongshan could discern it, Daoist Miao Xian naturally could as well. Just as the blood mist appeared around the black-robed man's heart, the three silver corpses, seemingly a bit lax, provided an opportunity. Daoist Miao Xian's eyes lit up, and from high in the sky, he fiercely thrust his sword downward once again.

Before the sword arrived, the Sword Qi had already reached. Sure enough, the three silver corpses reacted sluggishly, lacking their previous corpse aura protection. The Sword Qi was about to reach the black-robed man in an instant.

However, the black-robed man stared at the Sword Qi without any nervousness, but instead narrowed his eyes gradually.

Seeing this scene, Zhongshan's face lit up with joy. Just as the copper corpse chased after him again, Zhongshan recklessly fled towards the black-robed man.

Daoist Miao Xian saw the expression on the black-robed man's face but didn't know what his follow-up plan was.

Just as the Sword Qi was about to pierce the black-robed man's scalp...

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~"

The Sword Qi dispersed one after another, as if they were all repelled by an invisible force.

Beside the black-robed man, a large amount of dark golden eerie aura emanated, and the Sword Qi had dissipated upon contact with this dark golden aura.

In mid-air, under the long sword of Daoist Miao Xian, when he saw this scene, his eyes suddenly changed. He changed direction swiftly, flying to the side with panic in his eyes.

Because, in front of the black-robed man, another figure wrapped in white cloth emerged from the ground. Although only its head emerged, the dark golden aura emanated from it, eerie and terrifying.

"Golden corpse, how can you control the golden corpse?" Daoist Miao Xian exclaimed in horror as he flew through the air.

In that instant, the golden corpse that was underground had already surfaced and shot into the sky.

"Boom~~~~~~~~~~"

With a loud noise, Daoist Miao Xian was blasted high into the air. A palm struck his chest, and his clothes shattered, emitting a strong blue corpse poison, appearing extremely bright.

Immortal Miao staggered backward, spitting out a mouthful of blood as he struggled to dissipate the overwhelming force that had struck him. Despite his efforts, the golden corpse reappeared abruptly in front of the man in the black robe, assuming a protective stance.

Terror filled Immortal Miao's eyes as he retreated. The thought of seizing the scarlet heart was no longer on his mind. His priority now was to escape quickly, find a place to heal, and expel the poison from his body.

Suddenly, a desperate cry for help pierced the air.

"Senior Brother, save me!"

Turning his head, Immortal Miao saw Zhong Shan surrounded by a horde of bronze corpses, seemingly on the verge of being torn apart.

Seeing this, Immortal Miao was furious. How could that fool have gotten so close to the golden corpse after running for so long?

He wanted to leave Zhong Shan to his fate, but the temptation of the Hong Luan Heavenly Manual was too strong. He noticed that although the man in the black robe hated him, he seemed unwilling to let the golden corpse stray too far. Could it be that he couldn't control it if it was too far away? It made sense; the black-robed man's cultivation was lower than his own. The control must lie with the scarlet heart. Findd new tories on nov/e(l)bin(.)com

Realizing this, Immortal Miao made a significant decision. His eyes widened, bloodshot, and the speed of his flight on the sword suddenly tripled. He was going all out, willing to risk everything. Despite his severe injuries and poisoning, he used a secret technique to temporarily boost his strength.

In a flash, Immortal Miao returned to the valley, unleashing a torrent of sword energy from his longsword, which pierced through the mass of bronze corpses. In a swift movement, he found himself among them.

Not far away, the black-robed man's eyes grew cold, and the golden corpse once again vanished.

"Whoosh!" Immortal Miao's left hand suddenly grabbed Zhong Shan by the collar, preparing to flee.

"Boom!"

With a thunderous sound, a giant hand materialized out of nowhere and struck Immortal Miao's right arm, sending him flying.

Immortal Miao knew that even under the influence of the secret technique, he was faster than a silver corpse. Only the golden corpse could hit him. With immense power, the golden corpse's strike hurled him into a nearby mountain.

"Crash!"

Debris flew as Immortal Miao crashed into the mountain, shattering rocks in all directions.

"Ugh!"

Coughing up more blood, Immortal Miao felt a strange sense of relief. The golden corpse hadn't followed; it must not be able to stray too far from the black-robed man. He was safe. Spitting more blood, he cursed Zhong Shan for causing such severe injuries. Once he extracted the Hong Luan Heavenly Manual from him, he vowed to dismember him.

Although the golden corpse didn't pursue, the silver corpses seemed unaffected and quickly closed in on Immortal Miao. Glancing fearfully at the golden corpse in the distance, Immortal Miao decided not to engage. He feared that if the black-robed man approached, the golden corpse would fly over as well.

With his right arm nearly useless from the golden corpse's blow, Immortal Miao was left with only his left arm. He didn't want to fight the silver corpses, so he turned his flying sword and grabbed Zhong Shan, preparing to flee.

"Whoosh!"

A sudden sword slashed through the air, severing Immortal Miao's left arm that held Zhong Shan.

Blood sprayed, and shock filled Immortal Miao's eyes. Zhong Shan wanted to kill him? All of Zhong Shan's previous words rushed through his mind. It had all been a setup. Zhong Shan had been waiting for this opportunity. The strike had been meant for his chest or back, but due to Immortal Miao's constant vigilance and the protective aura around his body, only his arm, holding Zhong Shan, was vulnerable.

Seizing the moment, Zhong Shan's eyes turned cold, and with a decisive strike of his undying sword, he severed Immortal Miao's arm with all his strength.

Chapter end