NOVPUB"Bang bang bang!"
Although Hong Zhenxiang was puzzled, his hands didn’t slow. He launched his fists into the air, each punch like a rampaging beast, blasting the approaching rotting corpses so that their bodies exploded into fragments, scattering bits across the ground.
Within a short amount of time, all of the dozen-plus rotting corpses in the village had been killed.
Su Changkong, controlling the White Crane, descended, his fingertips releasing strands of Heaven Silkworm Silk, which wriggled inside the body of a rotting corpse, entwining around an object and forcibly dragging it out.
It was a crystal stone, the size of a fingertip, filled with dead, desolate energy — identical to the Crystal Core the robed man had taken out earlier. This was indeed the Crystal Core within the rotting corpse, the credential to advance to the next level in the Mirror Heaven and Earth, a total of 11 pieces.
"Hong Brother, it seemed like those rotting corpses were all coming for you just now. Why is that?" Xia Yanyi couldn’t help but ask with curiosity.
Su Changkong had also noticed this; the initial target of the dozen-plus rotting corpses appeared to be Hong Zhenxiang, as if holding deep-seated grudges.
"I have no idea." Hong Zhenxiang scratched his head, clearly baffled.
"Could it be because he is a Monster Warrior?" Su Changkong considered this possibility. What made Hong Zhenxiang different from them? The biggest difference was that Hong Zhenxiang was a Monster Warrior who had merged with a demon beast’s Crystal Core!
Hong Zhenxiang, being a Monster Warrior, seemed to be extremely hated by the rotting corpses in the Dead Corpse Country.
Was this hate originating from the rotting corpses themselves, or from the "Great Divine Seed"?
Su Changkong couldn’t figure it out either.
Hong Zhenxiang’s eyes lit up, "Since these rotting corpses hate me so much, why don’t I release my qi to attract a large number of them here? That way, we can get a sufficient number of Crystal Cores in a short time!"
Hong Zhenxiang’s proposal did make sense. These rotting corpses were scattered throughout the Dead Corpse Country, and hunting enough of them would be time-consuming and exhausting. If they could be lured over instead, it would undoubtedly save a lot of time and effort.
Of course, this was also very risky. According to what Xia Yanze said earlier, the most terrifying thing about these rotting corpses was that once their numbers increased, their collective qi would interconnect, multiplying their strength several times over.
Facing a tide of rotting corpses, even a Pseudo-Divine Skills Grandmaster would have to retreat.
But the three of them here were not ordinary experts. They felt they had the ability to cope and, should they actually encounter danger, they would just flee back along the same path to the safety zone.
"We can give it a try." Su Changkong agreed, and Xia Yanyi had no objections.
"Then... let’s give it a try!" Hong Zhenxiang licked his lips, then he did not suppress his own qi, releasing the Monster Qi from his being.
"Boom rumble!" From around Hong Zhenxiang, the overwhelming Monster Qi spilled out like fog or ink, turning the already dark sky pitch black like ink, where one couldn’t see their own hand before their face. Even the moon in the sky was shrouded in monster clouds.
"What a terrifying aura!" Xia Yanyi couldn’t help but show a hint of shock on his face. The strength of Hong Zhenxiang’s aura was powerful, sinister, and profound, exceeding the top-tier Monster Warriors by not just one level. It was almost indistinguishable from the legendary Demon Monster Kings!
Su Changkong naturally knew Hong Zhenxiang was very strong. Previously, when facing Pang Shengwu, Su Changkong had to put up a considerable fight to defeat him, and the current Hong Zhenxiang was many times, perhaps ten times, stronger than Pang at that time. Saying he was the king among the Monster Warriors wasn’t an overstatement.
"Hmm? They’re coming!" As Hong Zhenxiang released his Monster Qi and time ticked by, Xia Yanyi exclaimed, seeing at the horizon’s edge rotting corpses charging toward them.
One, two, three... There was a dense swarm of them.
"So many?" Su Changkong too was startled. As he soared in the sky with the White Crane Escape technique, he could see from all directions, hundreds of rotting corpses rushing towards this place, their numbers still increasing. In the distance, clouds of grey mist rose, and beneath them, a multitude of rotting corpses.
By releasing his Monster Qi, Hong Zhenxiang was like a flame in a swarm of moths, inciting a riot among the Dead Corpse Country’s rotting corpses, which madly rushed toward them—towards Hong Zhenxiang, to be precise, as if they couldn’t wait to tear him to shreds!
