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!

it was an Emperor Realm Ten-Thousand-Year Corpse King. The Emperor Intent radiating from it was something

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

instant, his body turned

opened its mouth and let off a piercing shriek. The shriek was perfused with some kind of

causing his blurry figure

he dare to show any neglect? The only thing he could do

of the Corpse King as it locked onto Yang

he understood exactly what the awful

of it leaking out from its body. Just a slight leak was already enough to cause Yang Kai to show signs of being poisoned and causing his vision to turn blurry, so the mouthful launched by the Corpse King would definitely result in

any breaths as he unleashed the full might of his

though, the Corpse Poison was also not one bit slower, chasing after him like a shadow. In the blink

it to melt like a snowflake under the scorching sun. Unexpectedly, it was unable to offer an ounce of resistance

such potent corrosive strength?] Yang Kai was utterly incapable

such a dangerous situation, his eyes opened wider as he extended his hand.

all of the Corpse Poison that was hurtling towards him. Continuing to move, Yang Kai rushed out of the mountain cave, returning

and most ruthless aura unleashed by the Corpse King rushed

on his face as he knew that he was in serious trouble. If he had known this would happen, he

to fight; 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 back to the Sealed World’s Space Array as fast as he could,

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 on

the corpse of a Third-Order Emperor Realm Master! Yang Kai was totally clueless as to

*Hong…*

blossomed from it. With a flicker, it appeared right in front of Yang Kai.

drained of colour as he sensed the terrifying might contained within the incoming fist. Being too late to evade it, he had no other choice but to summon his Myriads Sword. Sending his Source

defensive sword technique. Having displayed it a few times, Yang Kai naturally knew how formidable

it left afterimages in the air, transforming into a strong and resilient defence in front of Yang Kai. The

*Hong…*

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,

Such a thought popped

of how tough or resilient his physical body was, regardless of how vigorous his Source Qi was, he would die without a doubt if he received this punch, and his life would be over in an

but Yang Kai believed it with absolute

warped the surrounding Space Principles, shifting his position just a slight bit backwards, thereby evading

incoming punch, but rather that he was powerless against the suppression of his enemy’s Emperor Pressure, with this action being the limit