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The Ant Wall suddenly collapsed, as if water vapor were dissipating.
The swarm of ants attacked the Corpse King as if they had gone mad. This was a power that could devour the earth, truly terrifying! I watched in horror, chills running down my spine. Just then, something even more horrifying happened...
Every inch of the Corpse King's skin began to burst, and from every crack emerged a cockroach. In an instant, countless cockroaches poured out like a spring gushing forth. Suddenly, the Corpse King's sleeves billowed like sails, and a cloud of black smoke dispersed, unleashing a swarm of cockroaches that flew toward the ants.
Countless cockroaches and ants twisted and turned, clashing together in chaos. Limbs flew everywhere, remains scattered about, and deep green liquid splattered through the air. Before long, the cockroaches completely annihilated the ants, leaving a ground littered with corpses.
Swarm Burial?
This incredibly powerful insect technique is said to be from Northern Maoshan and Southern Witchcraft. The formations of the Seven Stars North Dipper in the north and Swarm Burial in the south were thus broken? I was left speechless; this Corpse King was unbelievably formidable!
According to the Mausoleum Secrets: When Chiyou's remnants migrated south to Sanmiao, they refined insect techniques to resist the pursuit from the Yanhuang Tribe. They secretly refined poisonous insects such as scorpions, snakes, geckos, centipedes, toads, and ants. Swarm Burial differs from insect techniques; insect techniques involve thousands of insects devouring each other until one poisonous insect emerges, while Swarm Burial involves one insect transforming into countless others. One is akin to aggregation, while the other resembles duplication.
Just when I thought the ant swarm was doomed...
The temperature suddenly dropped to nearly freezing. I felt a chill run through my body and opened my eyes wide to observe closely as thick fog rose around me, shadows flickering.
All around me was a dense mass of Demons...
Damn! The Wandering Souls and Wild Ghosts I had summoned earlier were also being manipulated by the Corpse King. The corpses hanging from nearby trees and those mixed among the chaos all lunged at me with clawing hands. For some reason, those wild ghosts all had rotting faces, their eyes stained bright red with blood, emitting low moans!
This ghost-summoning technique was utterly unreliable! And what use was that Swarm Burial?
If all these Demons pounced on me at once, I wouldn't stand a chance!
I inhaled sharply as the surrounding Eerie Energy grew thicker; I could clearly see white vapor escaping from my mouth and nose with each breath. I estimated that the temperature had dropped at least ten degrees below zero. My body was already frozen stiff, my teeth chattering uncontrollably.
Crack!
Creak creak creak!
I heard a chilling howl as the Corpse King moved restlessly within the thick fog. After a moment, one of its movements caught me completely off guard and left me astonished.
With a crisp sound, the Corpse King pulled out a lighter and lit a cigarette, taking a few puffs as the smoke curled around him. Then, something even more astonishing happened. The Corpse King's beautiful face twisted slightly, and from his bright red lips, a ring of smoke emerged, transforming into a Paper Man.
The Paper Man was only the size of a palm, with distinct features and limbs that made it look remarkably lifelike. Its eyes were a vivid crimson, resembling two glowing embers.
The Corpse King stared wide-eyed at the swirling smoke and exhaled a cold breath. The smoke coalesced into a solid form, becoming another Paper Man that floated in the air, striking an eerie pose.
For some reason, just one glance at that Paper Man filled me with an odd sensation—it seemed as if this Paper Man was... alive!
Next, the Corpse King pointed at the forehead of the Paper Man, and instantly, a red dot resembling cinnabar appeared there.
The large red eyes emanated an unsettling aura that made my skin crawl. Just a fleeting glance sent chills down my spine because beneath those crimson eyes, I felt as if a gaze was sweeping over me...
This thing was truly sinister; it was definitely something strange!
I gasped, "Dreadful Corpse King!"
I immediately drew in a sharp breath!
The term Corpse King refers to a ghost that is dead yet not decayed, able to retain its appearance from life. Such corpses are often preserved in pristine condition and possess formidable abilities to absorb negative energy, creating a protective barrier akin to an icebox through Killing Intent. A typical Corpse King would have combat abilities at most on par with a Jealous Woman Ghost. Cultivators can still subdue them using external forces like tools or formations.
However, unexpectedly,
This fellow turned out to be the Dreadful Corpse King, akin to equipping a drone with heavy artillery—suddenly invincible!
I knew about the Dreadful Corpse King; it had devoured countless Evil Spirits. Once these souls were consumed, they lost even their chance at Reincarnation. Some Vengeful Spirits with strong grievances often parasitize within the Corpse King's body; when summoned by the Corpse King, they transform into Paper Men. If the Paper Man is damaged, the souls undergo Soul Shattering!
As the number of souls summoned by the Corpse King increased, he also faced the fate of having his body seized!
With a piercing scream,
The Paper Man's eyes ignited with a ghastly green Flame and leaped over a meter high. It emitted a chilling wail that accompanied the Corpse King's movements as it writhed! The sound sent shivers down my spine.
However, at that moment when the wailing began, much of the surrounding Eerie Energy dissipated. At least my frozen body started to regain some warmth, and the malevolent spirits gathering in the distance hesitated to approach us, lingering in the Shadow Mist while casting resentful glances our way!
The true form of the Dreadful Corpse King revealed itself, sending shivers not only through us but also startling the countless wandering souls scattered across the mountains. The Demons fled far away, watching us from a distance. Without the Corpse King speaking, they were unsure whether to run or attack.
Seeing that the Demons wouldn’t be charging at us anytime soon, I felt a sense of relief wash over me.
Before I could catch my breath, the Corpse King let out a thunderous roar!
It seemed ready to launch an attack!
In an instant, led by the Paper Man, the surrounding Shadow Mist erupted with ghostly wails. Vengeful Spirits and Evil Ghosts, their faces twisted in rage and malice, charged toward me at an alarming speed, closing in within ten meters in the blink of an eye.
Realizing they were about to catch up to me, I buried my head and sprinted forward desperately…
Suddenly, a fierce wind whipped up before me, and countless flying insects collided with me like raindrops, striking my head and face and leaving me aching all over!
Startled, I quickly pulled back my feet and made a bold decision to leap down a nearby hillside. I let myself fall, knowing there were bushes below to cushion my landing.
From a height of over ten meters, I fell rapidly; in what felt like an instant, I landed among the bushes and continued sliding down. Below was pitch black; I could barely see anything and had no idea how far I was from the ground. All I could do was grit my teeth and suppress my rising anxiety.
I could hear the sound of insects crawling all around me, mingled with the anguished cries of Evil Spirits…
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