In Tianhuang Mainland, be it the nine immortal sects, seven fiend sects or six Buddhist monasteries, there were extremely few sects that were still standing since the ancient era.
Among them, there were countless top factions that were drowned by the river of time, leaving behind only ruins and ancient legends.
Corpse Refinement Cult was one of the few super sects that had existed since the ancient era.
In the cultivation world, there was even a legend that the origins of Corpse Refinement Cult could be traced back to the primordial era where the human race was weak and thousands of races stood!
There were countless cultivation techniques and secret manuals in Corpse Refinement Cult and there was even an ancient supreme sutra, the Corpse Classic.
There were many secret skills recorded in the Corpse Classic and there were many details on how to refine a battle corpse.
Battle corpses had a strict hierarchy as well – iron corpses, bronze corpses, silver corpses, gold corpses …
For Perfected Jin Dan and Foundation Establishment Cultivators of Corpse Refinement Cult, they could only refine iron corpses.
Bronze corpses could only be refined after Corpse Refinement Cult cultivators advanced to Nascent Soul realm and cultivated their Essence Spirits.
The darker the color of the battle corpse, the stronger and more terrifying its strength.
For example, The White Friar's battle corpse could fight against eight meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators in terms of strength!
Coupled with the fact that the battle corpse was invulnerable to weapons, fire and water and was tainted with corpse qi and poison, even eight meridian Foundation Establishment Cultivators would not be able to harm the foundation of the battle corpse.
How could the white-robed cultivator have expected that a casual slash from this refined looking cultivator would nearly sever his battle corpse into two?!
How much strength did that require?
A hint of panic flashed through The White Friar's slightly protruding eyes.
Immediately after, as though he had made a decision, The White Friar conjured hand seals and channeled a secret skill of his sect. Biting the tip of his tongue gently, he spat out a stream of essence blood onto the wound of the battle corpse.
"Condense!"
The White Friar hollered softly.
The ghastly wound on the battle corpse started healing at a visible speed as greenish-black meat sprouts grew wildly and intertwined.
The battle corpse roared with a ferocious aura!
At the same time, The White Friar's aura became extremely weak. His eyes dimmed, and his body swayed. He could fall at any time.
He slapped his storage pouch, took out a handful of pills and swallowed them. Only then did he recover some of his mental strength.
This was clearly a secret technique similar to the Blood Escape Technique.
By sacrificing his own life force and potential to heal the battle corpse's injuries, he stimulated the battle corpse to erupt with even more power.
The battle corpse extended a pair of gigantic hands and gripped Blood Quencher's blade tightly.
Blood Quencher sank into the battle corpse's body and was covered by endless filthy flesh and blood. The light on the blade gradually dimmed.
Su Zimo snorted and pulled out his saber!
The battle corpse refused to let go even though the blade had cut its palm. It took the opportunity to pounce over and spat out a large cloud of green, stinky mist.
"Be careful!"
In the stone chamber, Ji Yaoxue hurriedly reminded him.
Just Now, her supreme-grade flying sword was crippled by the mist of the battle corpse!
Not only that, the battle corpse even opened its mouth and bared its bloodstained fangs. Like a wild beast, it bit down on Su Zimo's neck!
Frowning, Su Zimo let go of Blood Quencher and retreated.
It wasn't because he was afraid of the mist and fangs. It was because the corpse was truly disgusting and Su Zimo did not want to touch it with his bare hands.
Su Zimo's retreat opened up the exit of the tunnel.
The White Friar's eyes lit up.
In reality, he had already thought of retreating after Su Zimo slashed out.
That slash was aimed at the battle corpse. If it had landed on him, he wouldn't have been able to survive even if he had ten lives!
When he saw Su Zimo dodge, The White Friar did not want to continue fighting and sped towards the entrance of the tunnel in a flash.
When he saw that, a mocking look flashed through Su Zimo's eyes.
Su Zimo swiped his storage bag and a squarish golden seal appeared in his palm.
It was the Coiling Dragon Seal, a connate spirit weapon!
It was extremely easy for Su Zimo to kill this Corpse Refinement Cult cultivator.
As long as he channeled his bloodline and used his spirit wings, coupled with Divine Steed Fleeting, he could circle around the battle corpse and kill this person!
However, earlier on, Su Zimo's heart skipped a beat as he recalled the treasure he had just obtained.
He was curious as well and wanted to see how strong a legendary connate spirit weapon was. Furthermore, it was a gift from the Human Emperor.
"Go!"
Su Zimo tossed the Coiling Dragon Seal upwards and injected a stream of spirit energy into it from his fingertip.
The Coiling Dragon Seal expanded rapidly and shone with a blinding golden light. Hovering in midair like a blazing sun, it was bedazzling and exuded a shuddering aura with a wanton might!
Against the Coiling Dragon Seal, the ferocious battle corpse was as insignificant as an ant.
The Coiling Dragon Seal descended rapidly!
Boom!
The gigantic seal collided against the head of the battle corpse and let out a deafening sound.
Crack! Crack!
Crack! Immediately after, the sound of bones cracking could be heard.
The Coiling Dragon Seal merely paused for a brief moment before suppressing down rapidly!
With a thud, the battle corpse that was ten feet tall was crushed into a puddle of smelly blood by the Coiling Dragon Seal. It laid on the ground without a corpse!
Just as the white-robed cultivator was about to charge into the passageway, a great seal shining with boundless radiance suddenly smashed down to block the exit.
He paused hurriedly and a puddle of blood splattered onto his pale face.
The White Friar's eyes widened and he was almost scared silly as his mind went blank.
In the cultivation world, the only way to defeat Corpse Refinement Cult cultivators was to avoid their battle corpses and attack the Corpse Refinement Cult cultivators themselves.
That was because for Corpse Refinement Cult cultivators, their battle corpses were their indestructible weapons!
Nobody of the same cultivation realm could destroy their battle corpses.
If someone were to get into a fight with their battle corpses and could not escape in time, they would either be killed by the battle corpses or be exhausted to death!
That was because battle corpses did not know fatigue.
Even if they were covered in injuries, their strength would not decrease.
However, it was different for cultivators.
There was a limit to a person's strength.
The White Friar had cultivated for dozens of years and fought countless paragons. However, he had never seen Su Zimo's ferocious fighting style.
Notwithstanding the fact that Su Zimo was attacking his battle corpse, he nearly sliced it into two with his first attack.
Immediately after, his battle corpse was crushed into a puddle of blood with his second attack!
It was over just like that.
At that moment, The White Friar was stunned.
There was a dead silence!
Initially, Jun Hao and Si Yutang were about to attack together with their battle corpses to attack Su Zimo. But now, they were rooted to the spot with twitching eyelids and trembling bodies.
That was a connate spirit weapon!
Both of them had taken a closer look. The golden seal that Su Zimo summoned at the end shone with six spirit patterns – it was clear that it was a connate spirit weapon!
The flesh of the battle corpse contained a corpse poison and death qi. It was an extremely evil and filthy substance that could destroy weapons and Dharmic treasures.
Even Ji Yaoxue's supreme-grade flying sword could not escape that fate.
But now, the golden seal was not stained with the flesh of the battle corpse at all. Instead, its glow did not diminish and its aura was even richer, exuding the dominance of an emperor!
A deep jealousy flashed through Jun Hao's eyes.
"If I could obtain a treasure like that, I would be able to be as mighty as well!"
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