My Divine Pet Enables Me To Become The Biggest Winner
Chapter 1204 - 468: Corpse River_1

Chapter 1204: Chapter 468: Corpse River_1

The Great Seal was dark red, as if countless bones had been soaked in filthy blood. Ghostly Ted knew his hiding was no longer possible and forcibly awakened a portion of his consciousness. On the Myriad Corpse Demon Seal, human, dragon, phoenix, and turtle "corpses" opened their eyes simultaneously, shooting out dark red beams which were then condensed into one by the magical treasure and swept towards Owen Bertram.

The Swordswoman trembled in secret, filled with excitement. Leaving her comfort zone made her uneasy, but it certainly broadened her horizons! This used to be a Tire-9 magical treasure! And now, it could only unleash the power of around Tire-7 and Tire-8, perfect for her sword practice and gaining experience!

Clang! Clang! Clang!

The Swordswoman fought repeatedly with the beams and gained a slight advantage. However, more and more "corpses" on the Myriad Corpse Demonic Seal opened their eyes, the beams got thicker and brighter, and their power kept increasing, indicating that Ghostly Ted’s awakening was progressing.

"Old man!" Predecessor Santa roared and charged over: "Your old opponent is here! Picking on a junior from tens of thousands of years later, how can you not lose face?"

Below Santa’s feet, in one half of the Blood Pool, muddy black water burst forth with a gurgling sound, spinning into a spiral river in the sky, trapping Santa. Ghostly Ted’s voice rang out again, but this time with a hint of triumph: "Old opponent, you recognize the Myriad Corpse Demon Seal, then how could you not recognize this magical treasure?"

Santa only felt the stench of corpses wafting from the heavy, filthy black water around him. He didn’t need to breathe but was nevertheless unconsciously affected by the poison, feeling light-headed and the Spirit Fire turbulent.

Predecessor Santa gnashed his teeth and cursed: "It’s the Corpse River - you actually brought out this evil item, how many living beings have you killed?!"

As he cursed, his actions were wary, protecting himself with high-order Spirit Fire and observing carefully, trying to find the weakness of this magical treasure. When he was asleep, Ghostly Ted had not yet refined this damaging evil treasure. His other Lifebound Artifact was the Corpse Bone Mountain, which was slightly less powerful than this one.

"Hahaha!" his posture caught Ghostly Ted’s eye, who was delighted: "Heavenly Track Reversal will make you all frightened like grandsons, wishing you could hide in your rabbit holes sooner! But I choose the opposite! I’ll take advantage of the Heavenly Track Reversal to slay countless Grandmasters without even lifting a finger, and I’ll slowly collect corpses while hiding!"

Santa was speechless. Ghostly Ted truly was ruthless to himself and others. For the sake of a supreme evil treasure, he even put his life at risk! The Heavenly Track Reversal treated all cultivators equally, and Ghostly Ted also faced the risk of falling. Yet, he stubbornly held on until the successful creation of the Corpse River before sinking into slumber!

"So, old opponent, what makes you think you can be my match? Just accept your fate!" Ghostly Ted’s voice trailed off. The spiral black water surrounding Santa emitted an increasingly foul stench, and with the rushing sound of water, ghostly claws stretched out from the black water with a touch of Death Rule, attacking Santa from different angles.

Santa roared, and his whole body erupted in flames, but the Corpse River seemed to specifically suppress the Spirit Fire. A faint mist emanated from the ghost hands, retreating when approached by the Spirit Fire, and soon Santa’s space was squeezed down to only three feet in size.

At this point, the battle between the two wasn’t a simple comparison of power; it had escalated to a mutual restraint on the rules. Santa racked his brain in search of a strategy to defeat his enemy.

Ghostly Ted focused most of his energy on Santa, after all, a junior from tens of thousands of years later, no matter how talented, would not be as significant as Santa in his eyes.

Ghostly Ted’s awakening continued to progress, but he could foresee that under the current circumstances, he would be able to awaken to the level of the Eighth Realm at most and could only maintain his peak for a short time. As his awakening progressed, the power of his Lifebound Artifact would also gradually increase. Ghostly Ted believed that with the power of the Myriad Corpse Demon Seal alone, it was enough to kill the junior, and there was no need to waste too much energy.

At this point, almost half of the corpses on the Myriad Corpse Demon Seal had opened their eyes, producing a dark red beam as thick as an arm, shooting erratically. The Swordswoman’s previous advantage had now turned into a steady retreat. She secretly assessed the evil treasure’s power and determined that it had reached a weakened Tire-8 level. So, she didn’t hesitate anymore and struck a sword beam head-on.

Clang—

The clash of two Tire-8 treasures caused the void to tremble, but in this completely dead world, there was nothing left to be destroyed by the aftermath.

The Swordswoman’s strike was unexpectedly solid. When she was already at a disadvantage, her previous sword lights had been shattered by the beams. But this time, the sword light sent the beam swerving, changing direction and shooting towards the sword sheath waiting on the side.

Slurp—

The beam was swallowed by the sword sheath, and the tremendous sucking force even prevented the beam from cutting off! On the Myriad Corpse Demon Seal, the eyes of the corpses continued to output beams, and soon some of them struggled with the suction. Some corpses were even dragged by the suction along the beams, their upper bodies stretching out from the Myriad Corpse Demon Seal!