Heavenly Dao Engine
Chapter 1353 - 1353 0771 The Immortal Director Mu

Chapter 1353: Chapter 0771: The Immortal Director Mu Chapter 1353: Chapter 0771: The Immortal Director Mu Chapter 0771: The Indestructible Director Mu

In order not to be devoured and assimilated by the undead, the tomb’s master, although extremely reluctant, could only gather his remaining mana and use his flying sword to chop towards Manager Chen’s head.

Manager Chen’s head also knew this was his only chance. Even as the flying sword was chopping down at him, he did not dodge, his mouth still biting tightly onto the tomb master’s arm.

The flying sword cleaved down, splitting Manager Chen’s head in two. Had it been any other living creature, it would have certainly died at that moment, but Manager Chen’s head did not die. He had concentrated all his vitality in his mouth. Although his head was severed and dead, his mouth remained active. As his head was chopped off, Manager Chen also gathered his last strength and bit hard into the tomb master’s arm, piercing it. His teeth came into contact with the tomb master’s flesh and blood.

Suddenly, like a glutton presented with a delicious meal, the remaining vitality in Manager Chen surged with excitement. The remnants of his mouth instantly turned into a cloud of blood mist and drilled directly into the wound on the tomb master’s pierced arm.

The tomb master had a fairly deep understanding of the undead. He knew he absolutely could not let the blood mist transformed by the undead enter his body. It didn’t need much, just a tiny bit, and he would be finished. He desperately resisted, but his own mana was almost completely depleted, and he had no way to fend off the invasion of the undead.

Grinding his teeth, the tomb master swung his flying sword and directly severed his arm.

The arm, drenched in blood, fell to the ground and instantly writhed like an insect. In the blink of an eye, it turned into a ball the size of Manager Chen’s head. Manager Chen, unwilling to concede, let out a roar and lunged at the tomb master again.

The tomb master wielded his flying sword and chopped Manager Chen into seven or eight pieces. However, the fragmented Manager Chen did not die. Each piece turned into a cloud of blood mist and swarmed towards the tomb master.

The tomb master fought desperately, but to no avail. No matter his high level of cultivation, without the support of mana, he was like a tiger that had fallen flat and was bullied by dogs. After dispersing a few clouds of blood mist, the rest seized the opportunity and pounced on his bleeding shoulder. Following the severed shoulder, they burrowed into the tomb master’s body.

The tomb master roared unwillingly, but there was nothing he could do. At this time, even if he could bring himself to do it, he certainly couldn’t sever half of his body—he wasn’t an undead. If his body broke into two pieces, he would undoubtedly die.

In an instant, the undead’s blood mist fully merged with the tomb master, his body contorting wildly. His face kept shifting unpredictably—one moment it was Manager Chen’s, the next the tomb master’s, and then a completely unfamiliar face. In the end, the face finally settled into the tomb master’s features.

The tomb master finally couldn’t resist the attack of the undead and became a continuator of the undead. He was angry and unwilling, but he had no way out. He glared in the direction of Qi Tian with resentment. If he could, he would have loved to rush over and tear Qi Tian to shreds, but he had no chance.

The thick fog now released from the liuli sand had completely filled the entire Inner Underground Palace. He simply couldn’t precisely determine where Qi Tian was, let alone that his fusion with the undead wasn’t a union of strength but a partnership between the weak. Although his cultivation was high, his mana was nearly exhausted. The undead, which were already defeated by Qi Tian and only a head remained suppressed in the Heavenly Dao Engine’s storage room for a long time, how much mana could they possibly have? When the two merged, you couldn’t expect a chemical reaction that would suddenly produce a lot of mana, could you?

The tomb master, now an undead, just like before, was bereft of mana, with a profound level of cultivation but no lethality. He gritted his teeth, severed a finger from his remaining hand, and tossed it into his own mouth, swallowing it. His body was that of a high-level Nascent Soul Stage cultivator’s, and each cell contained vast mana. In the absence of other pills and spirit stones for replenishment, he had to resort to this method to replenish his utterly depleted mana.

As a finger entered his stomach, the tomb master did recover some mana. Although it was little, it was enough to sustain him through a few exchanges with outsiders. The tomb master’s courage returned.

Clutching his flying sword, he didn’t rush to find the hole to leave the Saint’s Tomb. He wanted to talk to Qi Tian, to see if he could move him with words. He said, “Qi Tian, you should be proud of pushing me to this extent. If you wanted to gain fame from this, you have done so. If you think that with the tricks you now have, you can kill me, that’s a delusional dream. Now, I have no desire to continue fighting and don’t wish for us both to suffer losses. How about we cease hostilities? Hereafter, you go your own way, and I cross my own bridge. We don’t interfere with each other’s waters. As long as you’re willing to give me a way out, I swear here that I’ll never trouble you again in the future. If you agree, just answer me.”