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Chapter 835: One hundred twenty-nine: Wáng Shī Hàn Bá

The luminescent glow shone brightly, allowing people to discern the specks of light in the sky were not ghostly flames or phosphorescence but the ominous gleam in the eyes of monster soldiers and ghost generals.

It turned out that when the famous gate opened, a team of grim ghost soldiers arrayed themselves in the void, but because dark clouds had obscured the sky and cast shadows upon the land, no one could see them clearly.

Now, because of the silver light, the ranks of the sinister ghost soldiers could be seen standing in solemn order, and everyone immediately understood why the silver giant had not initiated an attack, as the Xuanwu Faziang roared repeatedly at the void.

The green light from within the gate grew brighter, and the grating laughter louder, as countless ethereal poisonous gases surged out. A purple-pupiled ghoul with a green face, sharp teeth, and a corpse crown stood atop the toxic clouds at the end of the ghost soldiers’ formation.

The plague of toxic clouds that welled up from the netherworld infused the bodies of the ghost soldiers. Originally fierce and terrifying, the monster soldiers and ghost generals grew green fur all over their bodies. The ghost soldiers, who were merely at the level of flying stiff-haired corpses, suddenly acquired the toxic characteristics of green stiff zombies—all thanks to that purple-pupiled ghoul.

“Beast King Cao really adores his grandson to death, bestowing the divine item like the Ghost King’s gold disc, fretting over Cao Changqing’s safety all the way from Long Valley to Kunwu. He doesn’t seem to consider that with the reputation of the Beast Taming Sect, it’s good enough not to oppress others; who would be so heedless as to rob the Beast Taming Sect’s beast carriage? Truly an unnecessary move.”

“Indeed, Martial Saint Mountain and the Beast Taming Sect are as close as two peas in a pod. It was clear that they were bested fair and square, but they still sought ways to turn the tables and took out treasures from the Beast Taming Sect’s foundation to compete, it’s really just…”

of quadruple yin and fierce evil, communing them with secret arts and condensing them with essence blood. It required a painstaking process lasting multiples of the number forty-nine until

corpse, seventh grade stiff-haired corpse, sixth grade white stiff, fifth grade flying stiff, fourth grade green stiff, third grade purple stiff,

was one of the initial fundamental techniques of the Beast Taming Sect at its founding. However, as martial arts flourished thereafter, the corpse refining technique, which required the expenditure of essence blood and was not fundamental, fell

for its fearsome prowess: capable of slaying dragons and scorching the skies, summoning the plague gods,

ghoul had been nourished by Spiritual Energy for hundreds of years, impervious to myriad laws and invulnerable to saints,

was the source

giant on the back of Xuanwu, “I know that you possess the divine ability of the Innate Yin-Yang Millstone, but this ghoul has neither soul nor spirit, exists beyond the Three Realms, and is not within the Five Elements. The only thing your Yin-Yang Grinding cannot deal with is this ghoul’s Senluo deathly aura. I advise

giant, Tang Luo glanced down at the cloud platform below and then said indifferently to Cao Changqing, “It seems Young Master Cao has been busy these past three days, gathering thorough intelligence on me, even about the Yin-Yang Grinding. But to think that a mere

seemed to receive an order. With its pair of purple eyes fixated on the silver giant, it opened its fang-filled mouth to let out a

as if it didn’t even notice the approaching drought demon. Meanwhile, the Mysterious Snake had already positioned itself in the path of the

carrying the morbid Evil Qi and poisonous liquid as it lunged toward Tang Luo’s eyes. Its thick arms were drawn back like a bowstring at full moon, the ten sharp claws gleamed with a cold light, and a green toxic cloud lingered

the ferocious approach of the drought demon, they would have already dodged away, but the silver giant remained expressionless, lifting its totemic thick right arm and raising a fist the size of a battering ram to smash at the drought

expect the drought demon to be sent flying. However, this

the zombie before him was, perhaps, the strongest creature (or should it be dead thing?) Tang Luo had ever encountered. No matter how hard he tried, his right fist couldn’t make any progress,