NOVPUB"Who is he?"
The man in black armor fixed his gaze on Su Changkong, who communicated with the Heavenly Corpse Old Man through spiritual energy, inquiring about the identity of this black-armored man.
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man stirred spiritual energy to vibrate in response to Su Changkong, "His name is Mo Junling... He is the Sect Master of the Rakshasa Sector, which ranks among the top three in the Evil Sects and Demon Gate. They’ve given birth to Martial Saints in history, and this Mo Junling descends from a Martial Saint, incredibly terrifying...
He was originally elected to be the Alliance Hierarch of the Sacred Heart Alliance but did not accept. Instead, he suddenly joined the Sacred Heart Alliance a year ago, but only as the Vice leader..."
"The other two are Sword Rakshasa and Mountain Rakshasa, among the four great Rakshasas of the Rakshasa Sect, and both are prominent figures in the Evil Sects and Demon Gate! Not to be underestimated!" At the same time, the Heavenly Corpse Old Man also introduced the identities of the other two.
Sword Rakshasa and Mountain Rakshasa, capable of chasing the Heavenly Corpse Old Man, were each veterans with infamous reputations on the Demon Path!
"Vice leader of the Sacred Heart Alliance... Sect Master of the Rakshasa Sect?"
Su Changkong felt somewhat helpless. The other two were already extraordinary, but Mo Junling was a true giant of the Demon Path, an heir to the Martial Saint! Unfathomable!
A wicked smile emerged at the corner of Mo Junling’s mouth, "Old zombie, this is a bit much even for you... 𝑛𝑜𝘷𝑝𝘶𝘣.𝑐𝘰𝘮
As the Sect Leader of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, it’s alright if you’re unwilling to join the Sacred Heart Alliance and obey me; however, you’ve harmed fellow martial artists in the alliance, and now, you’ve even conspired with Dao Wufeng, I’m afraid your Heavenly Corpse Sect no longer has a reason to exist!"
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man’s mouth twitched, his voice hoarse, "Mo Junling, why must you force things so desperately? You came unannounced and tried to kill this old man, what else could I do but resist and flee for my life?"
Not long ago, Mo Junling visited the Heavenly Corpse Sect, inviting the Heavenly Corpse Old Man to join the Sacred Heart Alliance. After the Heavenly Corpse Old Man declined, not trusting the Sacred Heart Alliance, they discussed it further, and suddenly Mo Junling struck, his spear piercing through the old man’s chest.
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man, with the help of the arrangements at the Heavenly Corpse Sect, counter-killed an expert from the Sacred Heart Alliance who was part of the attack, then fled all the way here, aiming for Great Flame City where the Xia Yan family dominated, hoping to deter his pursuers.
It was by sensing the returning Su Changkong that led to the present situation!
The burly Mountain Rakshasa holding a giant axe bellowed, "Stop faking ignorance! Old zombie, where is the item? Did you truly think your actions were imperceptible, that no one knows you have that item?"
Listening from the side, Su Changkong roughly understood the situation. It seemed the Heavenly Corpse Old Man had obtained some treasure, which Mo Junling had turned up for, resulting in a major battle; the old man had nearly lost his life and was being chased down!
"Alright... Old zombie, in the end, we are on the same side. There is more than one slot for the talism card. I’ll give you one of them; however, Dao Wufeng is an enemy of the Sacred Heart Alliance. You join us in killing him, and all prior betrayals and grudges will be written off. Otherwise, even if you can flee, what awaits your Heavenly Corpse Sect is nothing but annihilation!
My word is as good as nine pots upon a stove!" Mo Junling said indifferently, his back turned to the others.
He intended to force the Heavenly Corpse Old Man to join them in attacking Su Changkong.
Su Changkong had previously attacked four Evil Sects and Demon Gates and was an enemy of the Sacred Heart Alliance. Now that he had encountered Mo Junling, the latter had no intention of letting him go!
Su Changkong’s face was expressionless.
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man’s expression shifted, contemplating whether to agree to Mo Junling’s proposal to join forces against Su Changkong, which would cancel all previous grudges and ensure the continued existence of the Heavenly Corpse Sect.
But the Heavenly Corpse Old Man was no fool; considering how ruthless and merciless Mo Junling had been in their previous encounter, such an offer was likely just to stabilize him until he obtained the talism card. Once he had the talism card, Mo Junling’s ruthless nature would dictate that he would attack him all the same!
And as for Dao Wufeng... the Heavenly Corpse Old Man had personally witnessed him defeat Pang Shengwu and knew that even against Mo Junling, a top-notch expert of the Demon Path, he might still have the strength to fight.
With this in mind, the Heavenly Corpse Old Man urgently communicated to Su Changkong, "Brother Blade, our immediate priority is to join forces! Today’s incident arose from my doing, so I would share the chance to gain the inheritance of the Martial Saint with you!"
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man did not trust Mo Junling’s words. Rather than joining forces with Mo Junling, who nearly killed him, he preferred to ally with Su Changkong against the enemy!
"The chance to achieve Martial Saint?"
Su Changkong’s heart stirred; the Heavenly Corpse Old Man was likely speaking the truth, and this was the reason Mo Junling and his followers were pursuing the old man.
Since Mo Junling had no intentions of sparing Su Changkong, Su Changkong had no choice but to strike!
"Fine, I will handle Mo Junling," a terse response that eased the tension in the Heavenly Corpse Old Man’s heart.
"Old zombie, decide quickly. Do you want to see your Heavenly Corpse Sect annihilated?"
The cold and impatient Sword Rakshasa urged.
"Whoosh!"
The response to Sword Rakshasa was a fierce glare from the Heavenly Corpse Old Man. Suddenly, his mouth opened wide, and a gray air arrow burst forth, carrying a repulsive stench of decay directed straight at Sword Rakshasa’s face.
"Hiss!"
With a mere thought from Sword Rakshasa, the air around him filled with Sword Qi, creating a barrier that shredded the incoming gray arrow.
The Mountain Rakshasa holding the giant axe roared, "Old zombie, do you really want your disciples to be wiped out?"
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man’s sinister laughter echoed, "This old man has sheltered these disciples for hundreds of years; I’ve done all I could. If they face destruction, it’s their own fate!"
The Heavenly Corpse Old Man remained unfazed by the threats. He had lived for over five hundred years; his kin had long passed away, and he harbored no attachments. His sole goal was to break free from his shackles, hoping to achieve the truly ultimate, undying realm!
