Martial Peak

Yang Kai was still rather interested in the various Secret Arts and Techniques of the Thousand Leaves Sect; after all, the Dao of Puppetry was a domain that he had little knowledge of.

Furthermore, these things were right in front of his eyes, so Yang Kai was naturally drawn to them.

However, he had also made the decision to only observe and comprehend these things for a short while before bringing them out to hand to Ye Hen. He did not have the intention of hoarding them for himself.

With these considerations, Yang Kai proceeded to focus and extended his hand to grab at the Space Ring on the corpse’s finger.

However, right at that instant, his heart suddenly clenched as an exceedingly strong sense of unease surged through his entire body. This caused all of the hairs on Yang Kai’s body to stand on end and he subconsciously leapt back, increasing the distance between him and the corpse.

In the next instant, his eyes narrowed as he witnessed a harrowing scene.

Right at that moment, the Spirit Array beneath the corpse suddenly hummed while bursting with dazzling radiance, as though it had been activated for some unknown reason. In the next instant, various runes started to surface on the body of the corpse, followed by array lines, creating a mysterious Spirit Array pattern. As this happened, the withered surface of the corpse started to be suffused with a metallic lustre.

*Hong…*

The array on the ground began to rotate while sounds akin to bones cracking rang out, before the corpse’s eyes, which had been closed for countless years, snapped open.

The eyes gleamed with a dark green lustre, appearing just like two clumps of ghostly fire, causing fear in anyone who saw them.

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The powerful aura of an Emperor Realm Master suddenly erupted from the corpse, bearing down on Yang Kai and smashing into him like a solid wall.

Yang Kai felt as though a giant mountain was squashing down on his chest, inciting a feeling of suffocation in him.

He knew that something wasn’t right. It was very likely that this corpse, which had been dead for countless years, possessed sentience, and had become an existence akin to a Corpse Spirit.

In the past, he had come across a similar type of monster on Shadowed Star. At that time, when the Corpse Spirit Race had revealed themselves and created chaos throughout Shadowed Star, countless cultivators had been infected by their Corpse Poison, turning them into one of their own. In the end, it was Yang Kai who had gone all out to counter the desperate situation and managed to kill the main perpetrator of the entire incident.

However, the strongest existence within the Corpse Spirit race at that time was just a Thousand-Year Corpse General whose cultivation was merely peak Origin Returning Realm. There was utterly no way to compare it to the existence that was present before his eyes.

The existence before Yang Kai was a genuine Ten-Thousand-Year Corpse King!

Emperor Intent radiating from it was something that definitely could not

that his current situation wasn’t optimistic, he no longer dared to hesitate.

the next instant, his body

he could flee from the mountain cave, the seated Corpse King opened its mouth and let off a piercing shriek. The shriek was perfused with some kind of unique power and as it travelled in all directions, it transformed the entire

turned stiff, causing his

changed drastically. Knowing that his teleportation had been unexpectedly defeated, how could he dare to show any neglect? The only thing

King as it locked onto Yang Kai.

Kai gasped in shock. Finally, he understood exactly what the

body. Just a slight leak was already enough to cause Yang Kai to show

any breaths as he unleashed the full might of his Source Qi to form a barrier around his

In the blink of an eye, it

hole was formed in Yang Kai’s protective Source Qi, causing it to melt like a snowflake under the scorching sun.

such potent corrosive strength?] Yang Kai was utterly incapable of believing what he was

he extended his hand. Pushing the surrounding Space Principles to

appeared before him, devouring all of the Corpse Poison that was hurtling towards

a bestial roar resounded from the mountain cave before the vilest and most ruthless aura unleashed by the

you have with me!?” Yang Kai complained out loud with a bitter look on his face as he knew that he was in serious trouble. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn’t have entered

Yang Kai knew that he would absolutely be unable to match up against this foe. The only plan he had right now was to flee

platform, despite his deep achievements in the Dao of Space. The time it would take him just to refine the materials to patch the gouge left by the sword

Realm Master!

*Hong…*

a loud bang, the Corpse King rushed out of the mountain cave. Spirit Array patterns continued to swirl on the surface of its body as a strange radiance blossomed from it. With a flicker, it appeared right in front of Yang Kai. Revealing its fangs that gleamed with a chilling radiance, it sent a fierce

the terrifying might contained within the incoming fist. Being too late to evade it, he had no other choice but to

Myriads Sword’s strongest defensive sword technique. Having displayed it a few times, Yang Kai naturally knew how formidable it

transforming into a strong and resilient defence in front of Yang Kai. The countless Sword Qi blades

*Hong…*

paper, completely incapable of withstanding the incoming strike. An unimaginable force continued smashing over, causing Yang Kai to feel as though a large mountain was descending on him. Against this level of power, his Second-Order Dao Source Realm cultivation was as puny

die!] Such a thought popped up within Yang Kai’s

body was, regardless of how vigorous his Source Qi was, he would die without a doubt if he received this punch, and

an instinctive reaction, but Yang

the surrounding Space Principles, shifting his position just a slight bit

wasn’t because he didn’t want to shift himself further to completely evade the incoming punch, but rather that he was powerless against the suppression of his enemy’s Emperor Pressure,