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The figure was clad in a Golden Dragon Robe, resembling an ancient emperor in every way. However, his facial skin had rotted away, revealing the white bones beneath, making it impossible to identify his true identity.
Yu Yuanhang and his companions felt the intense Corpse Qi emanating from this emperor's presence, and their expressions grew serious. Someone spoke up, "This is the Nine Thousand Year Corpse King!"
Undead Evil Entities can be classified based on their years of cultivation: Zombie, Spirit Corpse, Corpse King, Corpse Demon, and Corpse King again. The Zombie before them was clearly a Corpse Demon on the verge of breaking through to the level of Corpse King. A Corpse King is equivalent to an Earth Immortal within the Daoist Sect, and only Undead Evil Entities that have cultivated for ten thousand years can become a Corpse King.
Of course, this Corpse Demon had not truly cultivated for Nine Thousand Years; it had merely utilized the Millennium Corpse Water from the Nine-Dragon Cauldron and some methods of Evil Cultivation to forcibly enhance its own cultivation, allowing it to become a Nine Thousand Year Corpse Demon.
"You four Taoists dare to intrude into my palace? Today, I will ensure you leave with no return!" The Corpse Demon coldly scanned Yu Yuanhang and his companions. With a swift motion, he reached into the Jade Coffin and pulled out a Square Halberd, which was indeed the Ghost Weapon of this Corpse Demon.
"Die!" The Corpse Demon enveloped the Square Halberd in its dense black Corpse Qi. It swung the halberd forward, causing a chilling wind to sweep through the palace. A haunting sound of Wailing of Ghosts and Howling of Wolves emanated from the Square Halberd, shaking the hearts of everyone present.
Yu Yuanhang and his three companions were all Master Rank mages with sufficient strength to stand on their own; they were not easily intimidated. They quickly spread out, surrounding the Corpse Demon in the center while simultaneously casting spells with swift hand movements.
One Taoist took out a Judgment Brush. With a powerful throw of his left hand, he sent a yellow talisman measuring over one meter long and half a meter wide into the air. He bit his tongue and sprayed some Tongue Blood onto the Judgment Brush before rapidly inscribing spells onto the yellow talisman with his right hand. As he inscribed, he chanted aloud: "With the Judge's pen, I judge the evils of this world! Now borrowing Divine Power, I seek The Power of the Underworld Spirits! Grant me your strength to cleanse this world of evil!"
The Taoist's face turned pale as white smoke rose from his head; his clothes were soaked with sweat. Yet he seemed oblivious to it all as he continued inscribing spells with lightning speed.
The yellow talisman began to emit increasingly strong Spell fluctuations, with two indistinct phantoms floating above it that gradually became clearer. These two figures represented the borrowed power of ghostly immortals. Once he completed inscribing the entire talisman, those two figures would fully descend. At that moment, the yellow talisman would transform into red, becoming a Blood Talisman that only those above Master rank could inscribe!
The other two Master Rank Taoists did not remain idle either; they drew ancient swords from their backs and smeared Blood Demon on their blades. They began executing Sword Techniques as they engaged directly with the Corpse Demon.
The Square Halberd in the hands of the Corpse Demon was already incredibly imposing; now infused with dense Corpse Qi, its power became even more formidable. The Square Halberd struck against the ancient swords held by the two Taoists, causing their hands to go numb from the impact as they nearly lost grip on their swords.
The two masters stepped back, completely unprepared for the strength of the Corpse Demon. They exchanged a serious glance and discussed, "We shouldn't confront him head-on; we just need to entangle him!"
Changing their strategy, the two masters no longer engaged the Corpse Demon directly but instead began to harass it from the side.
"Two Taoists who dare not fight me directly! I'll kill the one drawing the talisman first!" The Corpse Demon, realizing it couldn't reach the two Taoists, charged straight at the one who was drawing the talisman, wielding its Square Halberd. It sensed a hint of threat from the two illusory figures and was determined not to let them fully manifest.
"This is bad; stop him!" The expressions of the two masters changed drastically as they rushed to distract the Corpse Demon. Unfortunately, it ignored them completely, fixated on eliminating the master drawing the talisman.
Yu Yuanhang stood beside the talisman-drawing master, having refrained from intervening until now. Seeing the Corpse Demon charging toward them, he finally moved. With his hands clasped together and a sacred expression, he recited, "All beings suffer from karmic retribution; all beings reap what they sow! Suffering arises from greed, and evil deeds take lives! Why persist in wrongdoing and suffer for it? The practitioner has already perished; their lifespan has ended. Why create more evil karma? Namo Amitabha Buddha!"
As soon as Yu Yuanhang finished speaking, a radiant Buddhist Manifestation appeared behind him. This manifestation stood over three meters tall, with wide-open eyes and an extremely fierce expression, exuding immense authority. This was the Vajra Buddha Form that Yu Yuanhang had cultivated.
Previously, Yu Yuanhang had only summoned a hand of the Buddha Manifestation to annihilate a group of cat demons. Now that he had summoned it in full form, its power was unimaginable.
"Amitabha! Furious Vajra, unleash Buddha's Palm!" A murderous glint flashed in Yu Yuanhang's eyes as he raised his right hand to strike at the charging Corpse Demon. As he moved, the Buddha Manifestation behind him mirrored his action, raising its enormous palm to strike down on the Corpse Demon. The force of Buddha's Palm was tremendous, creating a whirlwind of pressure as if a massive boulder were descending.
"There's even a monk here; this is really troublesome!" The Corpse Demon saw the approaching Buddha's Palm and had no choice but to halt its advance. It swung its Square Halberd at Buddha's Palm. A dark flash struck Buddha's Palm, cleaving it in two; the massive palm quickly dissipated into thin air.
"Ugh!" Yu Yuanhang let out a muffled groan as his body trembled slightly. His face turned pale, and even the golden Buddha Manifestation behind him dimmed somewhat.
"Ultimate Earth, Xuanmen Daoist Arts! Exterminate corpses and vanquish evil; uphold righteousness and purity! Evil-Exterminating Sword Technique, command!" At that moment, the two masters rushed forward wielding their Sword Technique. Together with Yu Yuanhang, they engaged in battle with the Corpse Demon, temporarily holding it at bay. However, they were still at a disadvantage; if this continued, defeat was inevitable.
"Hurry up and destroy that Millennium Corpse Water! In three minutes, we will leave this ancient tomb!" one of the Daoist Masters shouted to Wu Jingye and others before rejoining the fray.
They had long noticed the battle over there, where three masters were engaged in a fierce fight with a Corpse Demon of Nine Thousand Years. With every movement, powerful spells were unleashed, and before they knew it, the palace had been reduced to ruins, causing their hearts to tremble.
"Truly incredible!" Wu Jingye thought in shock. At that moment, he had climbed onto the Nine-Dragon Cauldron, purifying the Millennium Corpse Water inside with his Blood Demon. The once pitch-black Millennium Corpse Water had now lightened significantly, leaving only a trace of Corpse Qi behind.
As time passed second by second, the atmosphere inside the palace grew increasingly tense.
(End of Chapter)
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