Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses

Chapter 830 - 682: Free Labor, Malevolent Intent Unleashed (Part 2)

"My goodness, Zhao Wushuang’s strength now is quite extraordinary; worthy of being the Daoist of the Alliance Sect." Lou Yi shook his head and sighed. "If we were to fight fairly, I think it would take quite some effort to defeat him."

However, right now Zhao Wushuang has become his free henchman, clearing away the monsters that Lou Yi found slightly troublesome, one by one.

This allowed him to freely acquire the various talents of these monsters, and devour their blood essence, further enhancing his own strength.

Of course, the most important thing was to anger the divine malice, trying to lure it out prematurely.

"I don’t believe it, how long can you bear it.

Once I’ve absorbed all these nourishments, you’ll come out with nothing to feast on."

Lou Yi continued his efforts, transforming into red light to lure Zhao Wushuang, specifically heading towards powerful monsters in the blessed land.

After such pursuit for most of the day, Zhao Wushuang finally snapped out of his rage and began to vaguely sense that something was amiss.

"What exactly does Red Hero want?" Zhao Wushuang stopped the slaughter and began contemplating Lou Yi’s intentions.

"I want to kill you ahhh!"

At this moment, a black and red shadow sped up from afar, dyeing half the sky red.

It revealed its form in front of Zhao Wushuang as a vague red figure, exuding an aura of despair, death, oppression, and malice.

"Divine malice?"

Upon seeing this figure, Zhao Wushuang’s hair stood on end.

As the Daoist of Taiyi Sect, of course he knew the horror of this thing, but how had it targeted him?

Zhao Wushuang sensed something was wrong, suspecting it might be related to Red Hero.

The black and red shadow was precisely a presence similar to a clone, divided from divine malice.

"I want you dead!" The divine malice issued a vicious curse, viciously lunging at Zhao Wushuang.

Naturally, Zhao Wushuang couldn’t sit and wait for death; he immediately resisted with all his strength.

His expression was serious as he operated his spiritual essence with full force for the first time, a rushing sound like rivers flowing emanating from within.

Above his head, the talisman dao seed emitted a previously unseen brilliant light, causing nearby creatures to be unable to open their eyes.

This time, the talisman dao seed transformed entirely into a golden dragon of several dozen zhang in length, its body appeared forged from gold, its eyes lively and vivid, surrounded by winds and thunder, with the dragon might vast and magnificent, resembling a true dragon descending to earth!

This was magic focusing, its power above the magic perfection of the dao foundation, containing a hint of weak law power, the hallmark of the seventh layer of the Spirit Platform.

In the next moment, the golden dragon crashed into the black and red shadow.

The black and red shadow immediately let out a desperate scream, instantly suppressed.

Its body was all yin, thus restrained by the supreme yang golden dragon.

The shadow was slowly weakened and consumed; after a hundred breaths it finally utterly disintegrated, vanished like smoke.

"Hahaha! What about divine malice, it’s no match for my focusing magic!" Zhao Wushuang laughed arrogantly, flames faintly dancing in his eyes.

"Ahhh, I can’t take it anymore!!!"

’Boom!’

In a certain dark sealed space in the True Monarch Blessed Land, the center’s pale lotus bloomed at a speed visible to the naked eye, a pale, slime-covered arm slowly extended.

It crawled completely from the lotus, revealing a form that turned out to be a white skeleton without flesh, its entire body covered in thick mucus.

Only the hollows of its eyes flickered with purple ghost fire, looking extraordinarily frightening.

"Damn it, I must kill you!"

The white skeleton spread its five fingers towards the lotus before it, transforming into vast fluid energy that poured into its body, within moments growing a thin layer of white skin from head to toe, resembling a zombie, and even more terrifying.

At the same time, every Spirit Platform Cultivator in the blessed land suddenly felt a looming calamity upon them.

"What’s happening, why am I feeling anxious all of a sudden?"

"A foreboding sense, last time I felt it, my father passed away..."

"Damn, look up, what’s that?"

In the sky above, a bizarre white-skinned, skeletal man hovered in mid-air, purple flames flickering in his eyes, surrounded by rings of purple-red aura dyeing the sky.

Amidst it, evil spirits howled, demons roared, filled with despair, malice, sin, and sinister intent.

He suddenly lowered his head, looking at a man below who had just pointed at him.

In an instant, the man screamed, his body erupted with maggots, bubbles, mucus, and then entirely melted, turning into a pool of pus.

Upon witnessing this, the people around swiftly burrowed underground, daring not emerge again.

The bizarre white-skinned man had no time for them either, rushing rapidly toward his target.

"Not good, it’s divine malice." Among the many hiding cultivators, a young man with ordinary looks raised his head, gazing in the direction of the vanished skeletal man, murmuring.

At that moment, facing the evil thoughts of the god, Zhao Wushuang’s scalp tingled and his mind buzzed.

"Is this god’s evil thought about to undergo flesh and blood resurrection?"

"Not relying on any external force to traverse virtually, could he have already reached the realm of the Master? How could it be so fast... Could it be he was Xuan Ji True Monarch in his previous life? This is a big problem."

"Was it you who destroyed my great medicine?"

Facing Zhao Wushuang, the god’s evil thought spoke, standing out of thin air, with a voice that was hazy, as if it came from all directions.

"Your Highness True Monarch, I was also deceived by a traitor, killing them was never my wish," Zhao Wushuang hurriedly shifted the blame, trying to divert his attention towards Red Hero.

"Since you know your guilt, then offer your divine soul and flesh, I can grant you reincarnation in the next life," said the god’s evil thought, transforming into a ghastly white zombie man, coldly, without any emotion.

Hearing this, Zhao Wushuang realized there was no reasoning with this demon.

Knowing he couldn’t win in a fight, he could only think of escaping.

Before Zhao Wushuang could take action, the ghastly and strange man struck first.

A giant white bone claw that blocked out the sun, as big as a mountain, seemed to reach from a sea of corpses and blood, harshly grasping towards Zhao Wushuang!

In an instant, Zhao Wushuang found it difficult to move, as if the space around him solidified.

"It’s not that easy to kill me!"

Zhao Wushuang roared, forcibly controlling the talisman dao seed, once again transforming into that golden dragon containing a trace of the power of laws, the golden dragon simultaneously grew as large as the giant white bone claw, clawing fiercely at it.

’Boom!’

The two engaged in an extremely fierce collision.

In a flash, the earth and sky trembled, lightning flashed and thunder roared, generating massive swirling air currents that swept up the surrounding trees, stones, and grass, grinding unlucky beasts and birds into pulp...

Predictably, the golden dragon was shattered by the giant bone claw with a few strikes, turning into large patches of golden energy that filled the sky.

Zhao Wushuang spat out a mouthful of blood, his face turning ghastly pale.

"Escape!"

At this moment, Zhao Wushuang had no thoughts of bravado, transforming into a streak of red light and shooting far away with a ’swish’.

"You can’t escape!"

The ghastly zombie man’s surrounding clouds rolled, chasing Zhao Wushuang at high speed, constantly closing the distance between the two.

Seeing Zhao Wushuang about to be intercepted again.

A silver light tore through the void, spinning aggressively towards the face of the zombie man.

"Petty tricks."

The zombie man furrowed his brow, flicked his finger, and a black light shot out, easily shattering the silver light into metallic fragments.

Clearly, the silver light was a flying sword at the level of a top-grade spiritual artifact, but it was no harder than tofu in front of the zombie man.

"Who just acted?"

The zombie man’s head rotated, and his eyes shot out large patches of black radiance, scanning the surroundings, yet still unable to find the perpetrator.

The opponent’s concealment skill was very high, even he found it difficult to detect any flaw.

"Escape towards the Southeast!"

Zhao Wushuang, who just got a chance to breathe, suddenly heard a somewhat unfamiliar voice in his mind.

’It seems, it must have been him who helped me just now.’

Zhao Wushuang was at a critical moment, and decided to gamble, changing direction to flee Southeast.

"You can’t escape." The zombie man sneered and continued the pursuit.

During the chase, he struck twice again.

And Zhao Wushuang, relying on the protection of the seventh layer of the Spirit Platform and the support of the mysterious cultivator, although covered in blood and with countless broken bones, still managed to hold on.

When he reached the top of a sharp peak in the Blessed Land, that voice sounded again.

"You’ve arrived."

"Arrived?" Zhao Wushuang showed a confused expression, "Where is this?"

It was just the peak of a high mountain, surrounded by some weeds, trees, and rocks, there was nothing unusual in sight.

"Feel it carefully, is this place different from other areas?"

Zhao Wushuang immediately complied, and his expression changed.

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