Martial Peak

Chapter 860

Martial Peak – Chapter 860, One Day

In the skies above the endless Snow Mountain Range, Yang Kai and Wu Jie fled while Xue Li and the others followed, the distance between them slowly growing closer.

By now, Wu Jie was continuously leaking cold sweat. Although Xue Li was still quite far away, just her aura alone was enough to cause him panic.

Suddenly, Yang Kai came to a stop and spread his Divine Sense out, a moment later turning towards a particular direction and shouting, “Here!”

As he shouted, his figure flickered and shot a thousand meters forward.

Wu Jie didn’t dare to delay and hurriedly followed after Yang Kai.

A moment later, a cave that had been completely hidden by snow was dug up by Yang Kai. With a smile on his face, Yang Kai dove inside.

Seeing that Yang Kai seemed quite familiar with this place, Wu Jie couldn’t help revealing a thoughtful look, but he didn’t ask much, and instead just silently kept up.

Inside the cave, the air was so cold it felt as if it could freeze one’s Soul. Upon entering this place, Wu Jie had to circulate his True Qi in order to withstand the chill in his surroundings.

While looking around, he followed close behind Yang Kai.

A short time later, Yang Kai came to a stop again and stared forward.

Following his gaze, Wu Jie’s eyes bulged as he took a few steps backwards and exclaimed, “The Coffin Carrying Man?”

In front of the pair, at the bottom of this cave, a tall figure covered in half-rotting flesh lay with its back against the icy walls, completely still and unmoving.

Wu Jie had never seen the Coffin Carrying Man before, but he recognized him at a glance.

Because there was a large gloomy blood red coffin on his back!

However, what surprised Wu Jie the most was that the Coffin Carrying Man seemed to have perfectly melded into his surroundings, a thin layer of ice even appearing on his skin while not the slightest bit of Death Qi leaked out from his body.

“En, he is who Zhang Ao and Cao Guan are looking for,” Yang Kai chuckled.

“En… it seems like Sir Holy Master really is related to the Coffin Carrying Man,” Wu Jie’s expression fluctuated, faintly feeling like he was witnessing something historic, silently wondering just what hidden secrets lay buried before him, unable to help some excitement from appearing in his heart.

“Good, I indeed have a connection with him!” Yang Kai admitted without hesitation before ignoring Wu Jie’s reactions before walking over and calling out to the Coffin Carrying Man, “Senior, Senior!”

The Coffin Carrying Man offered no response.

Wu Jie’s brow furrowed but he kept his silence. Although he could tell that, just as in the legends, the Coffin Carrying Man in front of him was already dead, since Yang Kai was calling out to him, he must have some kind of plan.

After a few more attempts, the Coffin Carrying Man suddenly showed some reactions.

suddenly became active and the icy layer which covered his flesh creaked,

his eyes, not even

*Kacha…*

appeared on the ice and the Death Qi contained with it began spilling out, becoming more and

transforming into dust and the Coffin Carrying Man, who should

this sight and

Man’s eyes blinked open, an aura far stronger

Second Order

Carrying Man was actually a Second

Maybe it dropped after being

he had at least been one

eyes though were completely blank, like dead fishes, only adding

Coffin Carrying Man, not even sure he could

briefest of moments, clearly conveying a sense of joy and excitement, the next moment, his giant body standing

toxins leaking from his body quickly filling the entire ice

after being exposed to these toxins,

blood red coffin behind the Coffin Carrying Man, in the next moment its lid

grinned, “Many

he spoke, he didn’t hesitate to grab the nervous Wu Jie and leap into the open

same time, Xue Li, who was still rushing over, couldn’t help exclaiming, “Demonic Qi? The aura of Great

even higher, seemingly unable to wait

…

Demon God Citadel.

the leader of the Ancient Demon Clan, stood quietly on the highest deck of the castle, staring out at the chaotic

Li Rong didn’t have to look back to know it was

enough, a moment later, Han Fei, in a plain light coloured dress appeared and stood beside

beautiful and graceful women, one as cold as ice the other as pure as jade, the breeze gently blowing through their long hair and dresses, surely this was the most enchanting

be passing by down below and inadvertently saw this picturesque scene couldn’t help sighing

Fei possessed, they all quickly

“Senior Li,

here, so I can’t

even longer!” Han Fei

able to see

growth of that little

Eighth Stage cultivator and his Alchemy level seemed to be around the peak of the Spirit Grade, wanting him to become capable of

optimistic about him? With his aptitude in Alchemy, it indeed shouldn’t take him very long to reach an appropriate level of skill, but in order to refine a Saint Pill he will need a corresponding cultivation. He’ll need to raise both his Alchemy proficiency and cultivation greatly. Is it really possible to do so in less than ten years?” Han Fei brushed her windswept hair back behind her

years. If that still isn’t enough then we’ll wait thirty years. No matter how long it takes, one day I believe our clan will be able

hope of leaving, but now, a light had finally appeared in the endless darkness, and the one who brought them this

God

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