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Outside the ancient tomb, the Nine Thousand Year Corpse Demon and Yu Yuanhang, along with three other Daoist Masters, were locked in battle. Yu Yuanhang and his companions were desperate to shake off the Corpse Demon's entanglement, but they found themselves surrounded by Low-level Zombies, making escape impossible for the moment.
Yu Yuanhang glanced at Jin Yuan beside him, his expression filled with anger as he said, "Jin Yuan, I told you to leave first! Why are you still here? Do you no longer listen to my words?"
Jin Yuan, one of the few who remained with the four Daoist Masters, flashed a smile at Yu Yuanhang and replied, "Manager, I'm just worried about you! Once we escape from here, you can punish me however you like!"
Yu Yuanhang shook his head at Jin Yuan. He summoned his Furious Vajra Manifestation to protect her within its embrace. He and the other three Daoist Masters gathered together and exchanged glances.
One of the Daoist Masters spoke calmly, "Continuing like this is not a solution! I will stay behind to hold off this Corpse Demon while you all take your people and leave immediately!"
"Fellow Daoist, there's no need for such concern. I've already sent word to Spirit Ghost Street about what's happening here. It won't be long before someone arrives!" another Daoist Master chimed in. Half an hour earlier, upon discovering the presence of the Nine Thousand Year Corpse Demon, he had already relayed the information to Spirit Ghost Street. This Daoist Master had entered the ancient tomb on a mission commissioned by the owner of the second shop on Spirit Ghost Street, an Eternal Zombie King.
Although the Corpse Demon’s cultivation had reached Nine Thousand Years, it would still be no match for a true Ten Thousand Year Corpse King and would meet a swift end.
"I see! Then let's hold on a little longer!" Upon hearing the words of that Daoist Master, Yu Yuanhang and his companions felt reassured. They stopped thinking about fleeing and instead focused on defense, determined to keep the Nine Thousand Year Corpse Demon from escaping.
The Corpse Demon sensed the change in their tactics. Although he couldn't hear their conversation, he felt an ominous premonition rising within him. With a swift motion, he plunged his left hand into his chest and pulled out a mass of red internal organs. The Corpse Qi from his Square Halberd instantly engulfed the organs in his hand. The originally black Corpse Qi compressed and rotated violently until it transformed into a sinister red Corpse Blood.
"You four Daoists, it's time for you to die!" The aura around the Corpse Demon grew even more frenzied as he swung his Square Halberd forward. A streak of red light shot out from the weapon, radiating immense power as it slashed toward Yu Yuanhang and his companions. This attack was dangerously close to the strength of a Ten Thousand Year Corpse King; they had no hope of blocking it. The Corpse Demon resorted to this self-harming tactic in hopes of eliminating all four of them in one blow.
"Tsk tsk, I didn't expect you to have some tricks up your sleeve!" At that moment, a crack appeared in the air before Yu Yuanhang and his companions. A Figure stepped out from within it, extending its right hand effortlessly to catch the red light unleashed by the Corpse Demon.
Yu Yuanhang sensed a faint aura of Corpse Qi emanating from this Figure and turned to ask the earlier Daoist Master, "Is this the owner of Shop No. 2 on Ghost Street?"
The Daoist Master nodded and said, "That's right, he is the Ten Thousand Year Corpse King, known as Lord Qin among those in the Dao."
Lord Qin was dressed in neat and tidy clothes, his hands clasped behind his back, exuding an aura of authority without anger. He stepped out from the crack and walked slowly towards the Corpse Demon, his expression unchanged as he said, "A Nine Thousand Years Cultivation Corpse Demon, tainted with the aura of Evil Cultivation. How should we deal with you?"
The moment the Corpse Demon saw Lord Qin, his body trembled violently. The presence of the Ten Thousand Year Corpse King left him with no thought of resistance. He dropped his Square Halberd and knelt on one knee before Lord Qin, fear evident in his demeanor as he said, "I am willing to submit to you and await your orders!"
Lord Qin did not expect the Corpse Demon to be so decisive. With interest, he remarked, "Tsk tsk, you are a Nine Thousand Years Cultivation Corpse Demon, yet you submit so easily!"
"You are the Ten Thousand Year Corpse King; it is only right for me to submit to you!" The Corpse Demon dared not look into Lord Qin's eyes, keeping his gaze fixed on the ground as he spoke with reverence.
"What a pity! I, Lord Qin, do not like people with such weak resolve!" A glint of killing intent flashed in Lord Qin's eyes. Without warning, he struck out, his right hand moving like lightning to slap the Corpse Demon's Spirit Cover, giving him no chance to evade.
The Corpse Demon's body shook violently; he didn't even have time to scream before dying at Lord Qin's hands. At that moment, a gust of cold wind swept through, and the seemingly unharmed body of the Corpse Demon collapsed like a pile of sand, dissipating into the air.
"Is this the power of the Corpse King?" Yu Yuanhang and his companions watched in shock as Lord Qin effortlessly eliminated the Corpse Demon. They were astounded; all four Daoist Masters had struggled against that very same Corpse Demon, yet it was dispatched so easily.
Outside the ancient tomb, the Low-level Zombies dropped their weapons and fled in all directions as soon as the Corpse Demon was destroyed, not daring to linger near Lord Qin.
"Leave these Trash Fish to you! I hear there's a Nine-Dragon Cauldron inside; I’m going in to take a look!" Without looking back, Lord Qin said as he swiftly entered the ancient tomb, heading straight for the palace where the Nine-Dragon Cauldron was placed.
Yu Yuanhang and his companions exchanged glances filled with astonishment. After a moment, one of them finally spoke up: "Fellow Daoists, let’s work together to eliminate these Zombies. Allowing them to escape will ultimately lead to disaster!"
With that, Yu Yuanhang and his companions charged after the Zombies alongside their Yin-Yang Master. With their strength as Daoist Masters, exterminating these Low-level Zombies was as easy as chopping vegetables; they caught up and dispatched one with each strike without giving them a chance to fight back.
In the depths of the ancient tomb, Lord Qin had reached the innermost part of the palace. He glanced around but found no trace of the Nine-Dragon Cauldron.
"Wait? Have I arrived too late?" Lord Qin furrowed his brow, taking a deep breath of the air within the palace and closing his eyes to sense his surroundings. After a moment, he opened his eyes and swiftly moved to the spot where the Nine-Dragon Cauldron had been placed.
"This is definitely the aura of the Nine-Dragon Cauldron, and it belongs to that Yin Cauldron. It seems I've missed my chance again; that Yin Cauldron has escaped. What a pity!" Lord Qin said with some regret, realizing this was already the third time he had missed an opportunity to acquire the Nine-Dragon Cauldron.
Lord Qin was well-acquainted with the Nine-Dragon Cauldron; he knew there were actually two of them, fully named the Yin-Yang Nine Nectar Cauldron. The Yin Cauldron contained Millennium Corpse Water for cultivating dead beings, while the Yin-Yang Nine Nectar Cauldron held the Elixir of Immortality, which could restore flesh to bones.
"The Yin-Yang Nine Nectar Cauldron always appears alongside the Yin Cauldron. Now that the Yin Cauldron has escaped, I wonder where the Yin-Yang Nine Nectar Cauldron has gone?" Lord Qin mused. However, since the Yin-Yang Nine Nectar Cauldron held no value for him, he wasn't particularly interested in searching for it.
With a flick of his hand, Lord Qin tore open a rift in space, creating a passageway to Spirit Ghost Street. He stepped inside and vanished from the ancient tomb.
(End of Chapter)
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