The Holy Maiden Uncovers My Coffin When I Just Become An Emperor’s Corpse
Chapter 132: The Dead Come Alive!

Chapter 132: Chapter 132: The Dead Come Alive!

The golden figure stepped back half a step, now appearing taller and larger.

But the figures surrounding him grew bigger and more massive, each one towering like a divine pillar of heaven, radiating an awe-inspiring authority.

They looked down at him as if he were a mere child!

Anyone could tell at a glance that they were anything but ordinary!

"You... they, they are..." The golden figure panicked, stammering as he spoke.

One on one, he felt confident in devouring that Little Golden Man.

But now, he could barely even see the Little Golden Man, let alone devour it.

He then let out a bitter smile.

He understood!

"So that’s how it is, you were prepared all along,

You deliberately took them away, then let me in,

If it were outside, I might have had a chance to escape,

But once inside your Sea of Consciousness, and with it sealed off,

I have no chance of escaping at all.

A brilliant strategy of turning my own plans against me!

What a scheme!

I’ve been clever all my life, yet foolish this time.

To think I would fall into your hands!

Very well!

Very well!"

He looked at the Little Golden Man.

"Even if you destroy me, you cannot truly kill me.

As long as my Innate Gold metal Body doesn’t die, another ’me’ will eventually be born.

Kill one of me, and there will be countless others!

I can be reborn!"

A giant hand pressed down from the sky, forcing him to the ground, sprawling before Yang Yan.

"I will never die!" The golden figure struggled and cried out.

But his power was negligible before the divine figures,

Suppressed fiercely!

Yang Yan gazed at the golden figure.

"What is this ’Second Battle Body’ you mentioned?" He didn’t refute but instead asked about another matter.

The Second Battle Body!

At this moment, the golden figure’s expression changed.

He had just said he would refine Yang Yan into a Second Battle Body.

"Even if you know about the Second Battle Body, it’s useless. You can’t refine the Flame God Emperor Divine Fire within me."

Yang Yan’s lips moved slightly.

"Perhaps I can refine it!"

The golden figure trembled.

"If that’s the case, I cannot let you know it!"

He intended to destroy the Innate Golden Soul Illusion he had condensed, but Yang Yan would not give him the chance.

The Little Golden Man’s body vanished in an instant, turning into light and shadow.

"Then I’ll see for myself!

Sumeru Heavenly God Slash!"

In the blink of an eye, the golden figure was split from head to toe.

His consciousness was also divided in two, and his attempt to destroy himself was severed.

"No..." The golden figure screamed.

He frantically tried to gather his body.

But he forgot, he was in Yang Yan’s Sea of Consciousness.

Yang Yan controlled this place!

Huge spiritual power surged in, enveloping the golden figure.

It slowly seeped in, taking over the golden figure.

*"Compared to him, I am too naive,"* the golden figure thought.

*He had lived too simply here!*

"*He has a higher talent than I do!*" The golden figure’s eyes dimmed.

His body had already been controlled by Yang Yan.

Yang Yan watched as he was devoured bit by bit by the Little Golden Man.

Some blurry fragments of memory entered his mind.

"*He is ultimately just a little Innate Golden Soul formed from the Innate Gold metal Body, a mere fragment of consciousness of the Shuo Jin Saint King; many past memories are missing,*"

*But it doesn’t matter, as long as that layer still exists!*"

The method of refining the Second Battle Body became clear to him.

"*The Innate Gold metal Body can live eternally; I will refine it into my Second Battle Body.*

Only the Divine Fire within him remains a problem, needing to be refined,*" Yang Yan thought.

*Undying does not mean indestructible.*

*As long as the Flame God Emperor’s Divine Fire remains, the Innate Gold metal Body can never take shape or be controlled.*

He slowly opened his eyes.

"Master, how are you, are you alright?" a deep red flame asked from within him.

It worried that Yang Yan had been devoured and his body usurped by the Shuo Jin Saint King.

"I’m fine," Yang Yan stayed calm.

He walked towards the throne atop the palace, withdrawing the Emperor Body Power into his physique.

By now, he already knew the strength of one Emperor Body.

There was no need to explore the remaining power.

*This is my trump card,*" Yang Yan whispered to himself.

He stood before the throne, his brow opening.

He took the sealed body of the Shuo Jin Saint King into his Sea of Consciousness.

To refine the Shuo Jin Saint King’s physique, the seals must first be released.

The Divine Fire injected into it by the Flame God Emperor must be drawn out before refining can proceed.

This process took time, so he let the Little Golden Man handle it.

He still had matters to attend to.

"What is that figure?" Yang Yan asked the deep red flame within him.

This was the Ancient Battlefield from thirty-five thousand years ago, exiled by the Flame God Emperor.

The deep red flame had accompanied the Flame God Emperor until the Ancient Battlefield was banished.

Hence, it should know something about the beings within the Ancient Battlefield.

"I need to see her to know who she is," the deep red flame said.

"Alright."

Yang Yan walked past the throne, heading toward a bed.

The closer he got, the greater the pressure exuded from it.

"So, the pressure from the entire mountain originates from her!"

This pressure was heavy, though not as great as Emperor’s Power, it was at least comparable to Saintly Might.

Yet for Yang Yan’s approach, it posed no burden.

His physique was that of an Emperor Body, even when not releasing his strength.

The Emperor Body’s strength already surpassed Saintly Might!

He reached the bedside, blocked by a Dao Realm hanging down from it.

"Deep Dao Realm!"

Yang Yan extended his hand, releasing a thread of the Sword Dao Rhythm of the Sword Dao Emperor within him.

He did not fully unleash it, only using a sliver.

A strand of Dao Rhythm sliced through the Dao Realm hanging beside the white bed, and his gaze pierced through, seeing clearly the figure inside.

A figure dressed in a red robe!

The red robe was bright, like fresh blood.

Looking upward along it, Yang Yan saw her face.

It was a cold face, like a wondrous visage of ten-thousand-year-old cold ice.

This woman’s hair was snowy, whiter than snow itself!

Her eyes were closed, entirely still.

"A woman’s corpse!" he said. "Do you recognize her?"

Then Yang Yan asked the deep red flame!

The deep red flame looked through Yang Yan’s body at the woman.

Its flame flickered, watching for a long time.

"Don’t recognize, never seen her."

It spoke, eyes moving subtly.

"Wait, she seems to be alive!"

Alive?

Yang Yan stared at the figure in the red robe before him.

"She indeed seems to be alive!"

He frowned slightly.

Earlier, Yang Yan had clearly seen that this woman did not have the slightest breath.

No!

Not just a lack of breath, even her body felt cold to him.

No heartbeat, no blood, pulse motionless.

But as he conversed with the deep red flame, something seemed to change.

The white-haired woman before him began to warm up, her body temperature returning to normal.

At the same time, her breath appeared, heartbeat, pulse all began to move.

She transitioned from a dead state to living all at once.

"What’s going on?"

Yang Yan recalled what he had done earlier.

Logically, if this woman were to awaken, she should have done so when the Ancient Battlefield departed from the river of time and arrived here.

If not earlier, she should have awakened when he shattered the entire palace.

Even later, when he used Sword Dao Rhythm to cut through the Dao Realm hanging next to the bed, she should have come to life.

Yet, she did not then!

Throughout all his actions, the woman before him did not awaken.

Unexpectedly, she awakened when he asked the deep red flame who she was.

"Wait until she fully revives, then ask her!" Yang Yan thought to himself.

Just as he thought this, the woman’s eyelashes fluttered slightly, and she opened her eyes.