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Chapter 289 - 44 Liang Hui: An old friend? A joke? You’re not worthy

Chapter 289: Chapter 44 Liang Hui: An old friend? A joke? You’re not worthy

Mountains stood in clusters, stretching for thousands of miles, shrouded in light-yellow corpse mist.

The fog made the rivers and mountains hazy, and a fishy stench wafted through the air.

Just a whiff of such a smell would cause a normal person’s body to rot and die in agony.

At this time, with the arrival of the chariot, the thousand-mile corpse mist began to churn and roll, accompanied by low whimpers.

"Qingcang the Great Demon, your reach is far too long; did you think the Golden Corpse Sect is like those cities that allow themselves to be slaughtered?" a roar resounded, shaking the mountains and causing rocks to continuously break and crumble.

And the corpse Qi grew even thicker.

The Golden Corpse Sect, as the dominant force of a hundred thousand miles of rivers and mountains.

In the past two days, they had also become aware of the events happening within their territory.

Before they could even launch a campaign, their target had come looking for them.

How arrogant!

How haughty!!

"Now, kneel and bow, and I’ll let you live."

A blurry figure stood atop a mountain peak, arms crossed, followed by a five-meter tall golden figure.

Boom!!!

An overwhelming momentum, like a vast mountain range mixed with corpse Qi, pressed towards the chariot.

Hah!

A chuckle sounded, low but exceptionally clear.

In an instant, the sky’s corpse Qi, as if encountering the scorching sun, dissolved rapidly.

Before the Golden Corpse Sect’s powerhouses could react, a slender figure stepped out of the chariot.

Liang Hui’s body trembled slightly.

Boom! Boom!

His golden Qi-Blood shot straight into the clouds, cracking the Vault of Heaven and covering the sky and the ground.

The scorching Qi-Blood enveloped everything, concealing everything.

The Golden Corpse Sect’s powerhouse standing on the mountain peak wore a look of horror.

Qi-Blood!

Qi-Blood!!

Still Qi-Blood!!!

As far as the eye could see, there was nothing but golden Qi-Blood, not a single speck of any other color.

Souls burning, bodies melting, they desperately mobilized their Spiritual Power, but it only caused ripples in the Qi-Blood.

"Golden Armor corpse, protect me!"

The tall figure behind them, without any hesitation, bent down to embrace like one would a baby, using its body to block the surging Qi-Blood.

Sizzle sizzle sizzle~

The golden armor clinging to the corpse melted and crumbled, and from the cracks flowed dark, viscous blood, which was then exterminated.

Before a breath had passed, half of the five-meter corpse body was ground away.

’I must survive, I must stay alive!’ thought the Golden Corpse Sect’s powerhouse, mentally roaring.

Various Seal Gestures and secret techniques were constantly reinforced upon themself, attempting to carve out a path of survival in this desperate situation.

"So this is a refined Golden Corpse? Interesting," said a languid voice echoing through the mountains.

A figure wearing a blue robe, whose arrival was unnoticed, had appeared in front of the Golden Armor corpse, carefully examining the remaining golden skeleton.

"Qingcang! Presumptuous!!" Amidst a shrill howl, a yellow streak of light, moving against the Qi-Blood, lunged forward.

At the same time, the golden skeleton, giving up its defense, raised its fists to strike down.

Liang Hui seemed not to notice, his gaze still fixed on the skeleton.

He reached out his hand, fingers spread, and pressed down casually.

The yellow streak of light that sliced through the Qi-Blood was extinguished in an instant.

The pale hand reached across the space and pressed on the chest of the Golden Corpse Sect’s powerhouse.

In that moment, all struggle and screams fell silent.

The only thing left was a pair of eyes, filled with hope until death, watching the Golden Armor corpse’s plummeting fists.

Unfortunately, from the moment Liang Hui had arrived, the outcome was already sealed.

The empty hand clenched into a fist and punched upward from below.

Crack! Crack!

The Golden Armor corpse’s bones began to fracture from the hand pressing on them and continued to splinter upwards.

In a few breaths, the towering skeletons, each up to five meters tall, were all shattered.

Then, ground into ash by the Qi-Blood.

"Using the Corpse of Extreme Yin to borrow the power of the land of extreme yin to refine a Yang Corpse, that’s an interesting idea,"

Liang Hui withdrew his hand, smoothed out the wrinkles in his garments, and strode toward the mountains, his eyes brimming with interest.

The secret technique of the Golden Corpse Sect had aroused his curiosity, and he desired more gains.

With each step, his rolling Qi-Blood spread in all directions.

Like a golden sun walking among the mountains.

Everywhere he went, the miasma of death was obliterated.

In groups, the disciples of the Golden Corpse Sect wailed, struggled, and pleaded for mercy as they met their silent end.

Suddenly, Liang Hui’s lips curved into a smile as he looked toward the last mountain peak of the Golden Corpse Sect.

"There’s still a big fellow left. Today’s harvest doesn’t seem too bad."

No sooner had the thought arisen than a rift appeared at the mountain summit.

The rift rapidly expanded, quickly reaching a hundred meters.

At the same time, a holy radiance burst forth from the rift, enveloping the hills and valleys, while shimmering petals materialized and drifted in the surroundings.

Carrying an aura of purity and detachment from the mundane world.

"A dream that spans a thousand autumns, who disturbs my slumber?" A gentle voice emanated from the rift.

Peering through the rift, one could see a figure shrouded in light, and even glimpse the secret realm behind it, buzzing with birds and fragrant with flowers.

"The elder ancestor of the Golden Corpse Sect, Jin Zhan."

Liang Hui halted and called out the name of the arriving person.

He had learned of the other’s appearance by entering the dreams of the Golden Corpse Sect’s upper echelon.

However, those high-ranking members did not know that the person before them had not yet met his end.

Jin Zhan stepped out from the rift, his face darkening as he surveyed the destroyed gates of the sect.

The holy radiance surrounding him took on a trace of oddity as well.

Afterward, he focused his gaze on the spot where Liang Hui stood.

Jin Zhan’s eyes burst with divine light, attempting to penetrate the vast Blood Qi to discern the newcomer.

"Is that old friend joking with me?"

Liang Hui’s mouth widened into a grin as his body leaned slightly forward, instantly causing his Blood Qi to churn, shaking the space and tilting the mountains shrouded in divine light.

"Old friend? Joking? You are not worthy."

Boom!

He extended his arm forward, and space thundered violently as a strand of golden Qi-Blood coursed through his fingers,

Whoosh~

In the next instant, his palm swelled with the wind and in a fraction of a second reached as high as the mountains.

His five fingers, like jade pillars, were flawless and a gleaming white.

This enormous hand reached for the heavens and fiercely grasped toward Jin Zhan, along with the mountains.

The spatial rift immediately exploded, and the mountains bathed in divine light were seized.

Thunderous rumblings!

The earth trembled, rocks tumbled, and dust clouds billowed.

The entire mountain range was yanked from the ground, scattering all the holy light.

Vaguely, one could see a robust figure under the palm, continuously striking, struggling, and roaring.

But with the fingers suddenly clenching tightly, everything turned to stillness.

The mountains turned to ash, drifting down through the palm of the hand.

A figure in battle armor lay quietly in front of Liang Hui.

The young man sensed the corpse, his eyes filled with comprehension.

"You hid within the processed corpses? Indeed, it allows you to live longer."

But these were all trivial matters.

What mattered most was that he could delve into the dreams of the present corpse to uncover more secrets of the Guangxi Realm.

He waved his hand, collecting Jin Zhan’s corpse.

At the same time, the surging Qi-Blood was retracted into his body.

The young man slightly turned his head, looking at a nearby pile of chaotic stones.

"I want you to declare the submission of the Golden Corpse Sect to the Divine Dynasty at the fastest speed, and then dissolve the sect."

"Your Majesty, I... I... understand."

A young man dressed in servant’s clothing emerged from behind the pile of rocks, his body trembling uncontrollably.