School Beauty's Personal Crazy Young Master
Chapter 790 - 867: The Ancient Corpse Goes Berserk, Rampage!

Chapter 790: Chapter 867: The Ancient Corpse Goes Berserk, Rampage!

Go and kill all the cultivators outside!

As soon as Chen Nan said this, it was as if a sacred edict had been issued; the five ancient corpses let out a low roar and strode towards the entrance of the great hall.

Chen Nan’s face lit up with delight; these ancient corpses were actually so obedient!

However, what frustrated him was that these ancient corpses rushed to the entrance, but as soon as they got there, they were stopped by a layer of black fog. No matter how hard they tried, they could not break through the fog and were unable to leave the hall.

Chen Nan remembered when he tried to take an ancient corpse out of the death mansion earlier, but it had refused.

Thinking of that, and seeing what was happening now, Chen Nan seemed to understand something: these ancient corpses could only stay inside the great hall and couldn’t leave; that must also be the reason they had been sleeping in their stone coffins all this time.

"Forget it, come back, all of you back into the stone coffins," Chen Nan said with a flick of his hand.

The five ancient corpses obeyed very well, immediately turning around, and then, in the blink of an eye, they disappeared without a trace—no doubt they had already returned to their stone coffins.

"Such a good force not to use is really a pity," Zhao Han said.

Chen Nan grinned and said, "Since the ancient corpses can’t leave, then we’ll lure those dogs in here and wipe them out completely."

Zhao Han was initially stunned, then exclaimed, "Oh my God, that’s the Extreme Cold Treasure!"

Chen Nan also looked towards the entrance and shouted, "Your granddad’s not fighting with you for it, the treasure is mine, otherwise I’ll chop you to death."

"Damn it, you ungrateful rat, you actually tried to chop me with a knife!"

Chen Nan suppressed a laugh and yelled towards the entrance, "You idiot, you really think I considered you a brother? I’ve just been using you all along, and today I must get my hands on the treasure."

Zhao Han pretended to say angrily, "Since you’re heartless, don’t blame me for being ruthless. Today it’s either your death or mine."

"Ugh!"

Chen Nan grabbed his throat and let out a "miserable" scream, "You villain, to think you’d attack with a treasure; even in death, I’ll take you down with me!"

"Die!"

Next, the two men took up their weapons and clashed continuously, creating the sounds of combat.

Before long, they gradually lessened the force of their blows, the sounds of fighting became weaker, until finally everything went completely silent.

The black fog at the entrance might block the line of sight and the ancient corpses, but it couldn’t stop the spread of sound.

When the people outside heard these noises, they felt as if a cat were tickling their hearts, eager to rush in immediately, but due to cautiousness, no one wanted to be the first to act rashly.

After all, the two dried-up corpses thrown out earlier were too frightening.

After a long wait, the crowd outside noticed there was no longer any movement inside, and they all became restless, wanting to rush in and seize the treasure.

"In my opinion, the bloodsucking monster inside must’ve been killed by their joint efforts, and then the two brothers turned on each other over the treasure, probably now both dead and gone."

"Exactly, with such a good opportunity, why isn’t anyone going in?"

While everyone coveted the treasure inside, as well as Zhao Han’s treasure, no one dared to be the first to rush in.

"Really, no one is going in? I’m going in!"

Finally, a daring one emerged; this was a Ninth Layer of Imperial Path cultivator who rushed to the entrance of the great hall and tentatively stepped in, carefully setting one foot inside the hall.

Immediately after, the other foot also crossed the threshold.

Inside the great hall, one could see Chen Nan, Zhao Han, and the Black Feathered Chicken all lying motionless on the ground, as if dead.

"They’ve already killed each other, senior brother, come in quick!" he shouted loudly.

With that shout, most of the crowd outside rushed in, each trying to be the first, for fear that others would beat them to it.

Only one person remained stationary outside, the mysterious woman wrapped in seven-colored light; she seemed to see right through the scheming of Chen Nan and the others, showing no intention of entering.

"Where is the treasure?"

After rushing into the great hall, everyone scanned the surroundings, wholly unconcerned with the lives of Chen Nan and Zhao Han.

After all, the allure of the Extreme Cold Treasure was much greater than Zhao Han’s treasure.

Feeling that everyone who should have come in had done so, Chen Nan suddenly opened his eyes, leaped up, and roared toward the five stone coffins: "Kill all these cultivators!"

Swish...

The lids of the coffins were not sealed; black shadows flickered, and in an instant, five ancient corpses rushed out, slaughtering the cultivators.

"Damn it, it’s a trap!"

Realizing something was amiss, everyone bolted towards the entrance at top speed.

In the end, the cultivator closest to the entrance and three martial artists made it out.

In an emergency, martial artists’ survival instincts were stronger than cultivators’ since cultivators needed to perform spells while invoking Qi Movement, whereas martial artists could flee immediately, which is why two more martial artists escaped.

As for the escaping cultivator, he was an acquaintance of Chen Nan, Guo Qiye.

He was very alert, always staying at the back upon entering, fearing that there was some deceit.

After four people had escaped, two ancient corpses blocked the entrance, while the other three, like hungry wolves upon plump sheep, pounced on the cultivators present.

In that moment, blood splattered; screams filled the air.

The killing methods of these ancient corpses were the same as those from the previous eerie house: they pierced through their opponents’ bodies first, then sucked out all the blood and moisture, leaving them as dried corpses.

In front of the mighty ancient corpses, even the cultivators of the Tenth Level of Tao stood no chance.

The entire great hall seemed to have turned into a Chaotic Scene.

Blood continuously splattered through the air, and one dried corpse after another was thrown outside; to their deaths, they never understood why these monstrous bodies obeyed Chen Nan’s commands.

"What the hell is this? They’re even more obedient than the War Corpses of my Corpse Control Sect!" Han Yang exclaimed in shock.

"Pfft..."

Of course, the ancient corpse wouldn’t explain; its fist went straight through his abdomen, the blood that spouted out dyeing the ground red.

Just as the ancient corpse was about to drain his blood, Chen Nan commanded, "Don’t kill him yet."

Immediately, the ancient corpse turned to kill the other cultivators.

Of the ten cultivators who rushed in, besides Guo Qiye who had escaped, nine were left, and now in the blink of an eye, all were gone—no, more accurately, there was Han Yang, who was barely alive.

Chen Nan glanced at the martial artists present and said to the five ancient corpses, "Guard them, don’t let them go."

The five ancient corpses were very obedient, herding the martial artists into a corner; terrified to the core, they didn’t even dare to breathe loudly as they were surrounded.

Chen Nan dusted off his clothes and walked toward the half-dead Han Yang.

This brat was truly detestable; it would be too easy on him to let him die in an instant.