Relying on the strength of their physical bodies, these mutated corpses held a significant advantage over the Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen. As time went by, this advantage slowly grew.
"Solitary Eagle Claw!"
The right hand of a corpse suddenly enlarged. Its five black fingers were as sharp as a beast's claw. There was a sonic boom in the air as it stabbed into the body of a Divine Saber Camp's bladesman.
That Divine Saber Camp's bladesman revealed an expression of pain. A ruthless look flashed in his eyes as the Bloodsucker Saber chopped at the neck of this mutated corpse.
The skinny corpse revealed a strange smile. It ignored the Bloodsucker Saber on its body and used its right claw to pull out the heart of the Divine Saber Camp's bladesman.
"Pu Ci!"
The Bloodsucker Saber lit up with a scarlet glow. This final strike sucked out all the bones and flesh from the mutated corpse.
Similar scenes were happening in other places. Occasionally, there would be Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen being killed. However, the instant they died, these Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen would kill a mutated corpse with their final strike.
The battle was very miserable. It was a scene of mutual destruction. It was very bloody and unbearable to watch.
On the other side of the river, Mu Xinya looked at the scene opposite her. She fiddled with the arrow in her hand and said in a deep voice, "They are going to make their move. Cover me."
When the two Corpse Monarchs heard this, they walked out and quickly followed Mu Xinya. The Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen in front wanted to block Mu Xinya's footsteps.
Before they could get close, they were slapped away by the two Corpse Monarchs. The wind from their palms contained a huge force. With a 'shua' sound, they sent the Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen flying.
The ten Martial Kings of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion watched the situation from afar. They watched as Mu Xinya led the two Corpse Monarchs towards the Nine Concealed Saber Demon Formation, step by step.
Mu Xinya had a bad premonition. Why does it feel easier than I imagined? The defenses of the Heavenly Saber Pavilion should not be so weak.
Whatever, as long as the Fiend Ancestor comes out, with the Sage Energy of the Fiend Ancestor, no one in the Heavenly Saber Pavilion would be able to block him. At that time, all schemes would be useless in front of absolute strength.
Go, Demon Slaying Arrow!
The so-called Forbidden Artifacts mostly referred to artifacts that could only be used once or twice or thrice. They were refined by Artifact Refiners in ancient times, and because of the limited number of times they could be used, most of them possessed peerless power that could shake heaven and earth.
Under Mu Xinya's control, the black arrow gave off a dazzling black light. A destructive aura came from the arrow.
A gust of wind appeared around Mu Xinya. A strong wind came from Mu Xinya's surroundings and spread out in all directions, except for the two Corpse Monarchs.
The mutated corpses and the Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen were instantly blown away by the strong wind. Within a hundred meters, there was a huge empty space.
Whoosh!
The sound of the arrow tearing through the air could be heard. A ray of light flashed by and the arrow collided with the Suppressing Demon Stone, causing a huge explosion. The huge stone shattered into countless pieces.
Rumble!
The instant the Demon Suppressing Stone shattered, the entire cavern began to shake. Even Xiao Chen, who was standing far away, began to sway left and right because of the sudden shaking.
"Roar!"
There was a loud roar coming from below the Demon Suppressing Stone. It sounded like it came from ancient times. Suddenly, a huge beast claw stretched out and smashed the ground violently.
This attack did not differentiate friend from foe. The Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen and corpses that could not dodge in time were smashed into mush.
"Bang!" The ground shook again. Another huge beast claw smashed out. Another large number of mutated corpses and Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen were smashed to death.
When the ten Heavenly Saber Pavilion Martial Kings hidden in the depths of the cavern saw the Fiend King coming out, their expressions started to change. Ye Wen said, "The Fiend King is coming out. It is time to inform the seven Peak Masters and Supreme Elders."
The other nine people nodded and waved their sleeves. A jade strip shot out from each of their hands. The jade strips gave off a faint spiritual light and formed a strange formation in the air.
Mysterious talisman scripts floated out from the jade strips and turned into motes of starlight; it was incomparably resplendent.
Xiao Chen's Spiritual Sense did not notice this. Instead, he was looking at the Demon Suppressing Stone in astonishment. The peerless Fiend King slowly walked out.
At this moment, the Fiend King's figure was completely revealed. It was a fifty meter tall huge wolf. Its white fur was very dazzling in the dark tunnel.
It had two huge fangs that flickered with a cold light. Its scarlet eyes flickered with a faint red light. The aura of the peerless Fiend King spread out. The surrounding Divine Saber Camp's bladesmen and the corpses that had been dead for a long time all trembled.
They could not help but prostrate themselves on the ground. It was like there was a huge pressure on their shoulders. They could not breathe or get up.
"Ah!" The Fiend King roared angrily. There was an unending string of explosions in the air. It was deafening, causing one's scalp to go numb.
The Fiend King grabbed the Soul Chains and with a 'pu' sound, the nine Soul Holy Weapons stuck in the ground shook non-stop. Finally, they could not withstand the Fiend King's horrifying strength and were all pulled up and tossed far away.
"Hu chi!"
A huge claw grabbed a Divine Saber Camp bladesman like it was grabbing a mouse. That bladesman struggled violently in the Fiend King's grasp, but he did not fear anything.
"Pu Ci!" The huge claw clenched ferociously and crushed the Divine Saber Camp bladesman's bones. He bled from his seven orifices and died. The Fiend King tossed the Divine Saber Camp bladesman's corpse into the air. When it fell, it tore it in half, causing a large amount of blood to fall.
The huge wolf opened its mouth and blood poured into it like a fountain. "Bang!" It punched the wall and the entire cave started shaking violently again.
Rocks fell continuously from above, shaking the cave. This was the strength of the peerless Fiend King. Just a casual wave of its hand could cause the ground to shake.
When the group of black-clothed men from the Running Corpse Sect in the distance saw the boundless might of the Fiend King, they revealed an excited expression. "It has been more than a hundred years. I finally see hope. Who in the Heavenly Saber Pavilion can block such a strong force?"
"My Running Corpse Sect is destined to rise in this era!"
Mu Xinya's petite body knelt respectfully on the ground. She said in a deep voice, "The Heavenly Wolf Race's 180th successor of the Wang Clan greets the Sage Ancestor."
"It has been a thousand years, a whole thousand years. This King is finally out. Hahahahaha … I want to wash the Heavenly Saber Pavilion in blood, to take revenge for being trapped here for a thousand years. "The peerless Fiend King laughed maniacally.
After a while, he stopped. He looked at Mu Xinya on the ground and said, "Rise, my descendant. I can feel the pure Heavenly Wolf bloodline in your body. I will bestow upon you supreme glory."
Mu Xinya stood up and said, "It is Mu Xinya's glory to be able to rescue the Sage Ancestor. Now, the Heavenly Wolf Race is in a dangerous situation in the Ancient Desolate Land. Wind and rain are everywhere. Sage Ancestor, please consider the bigger picture and leave this place quickly."
The Fiend King muttered, "There is no problem. I have already recovered a fifth of my strength. If I want to leave the Heavenly Saber Pavilion, no one will be able to stop me. When I take away the Spirit Vein's origin and advance to Fiend Emperor, the entire world will submit to the feet of the Heavenly Wolf Race."
A fifth of my strength is already so strong. If I recover all my strength, how strong would I be? Xiao Chen thought in horror.
"Hu!"
A figure quickly flew towards Xiao Chen. When he felt the wind, Xiao Chen's heart tightened. He executed the Blue Dragon Cloud Soaring Art and quickly retreated.
However, just as Xiao Chen stabilized himself, a skinny claw suddenly came out of the ground and grabbed hold of his right foot. The skinny claw pulled gently and an irresistible force was transmitted.
Xiao Chen's body was like a sandbag as he crashed into the wall. After that, he landed heavily on the ground.
"I did not expect an ant-like person like you to be able to dodge the attacks of hundreds of refined corpses."
After struggling to stand up, Xiao Chen clearly saw the appearance of this person. He discovered it was the Corpse Monarch that knew the Earth Evasion Technique. He wore golden robes and had a dazzling golden crown on his head.
The strength of the Corpse Monarch was unfathomable; it was at least a Martial King. Compared to Xiao Chen, who was an Inferior Grade Martial Grand Master, it was a realm higher. Xiao Chen would not even have a chance to escape.
"Boom!"
As Xiao Chen was thinking, the Corpse Monarch's hard black fist was already flying over. It was a straightforward punch without any fancy moves. It carried a huge force as it smashed towards Xiao Chen's face.
This was the Corpse Monarch relying on his speed and strength. It was an ordinary punch, not a Martial Technique. However, when the Corpse Monarch executed it, it was very imposing; the wind whistled.
Before Xiao Chen could think, the black fist was already in front of him. Relying on his instincts, Xiao Chen clenched his right fist and punched out.
"Bang!"
The fists collided. The two of them relied on the strength of their physical bodies. The huge force created a spiral ripple in the air; it did not dissipate for a long time.
The other party's strength was much stronger than Xiao Chen's. Xiao Chen was sent flying like a sandbag by this punch, crashing into the wall behind him again.
The force from the corpse's fist jolted Xiao Chen's internal organs, causing them to churn. Blood leaked out of the corner of Xiao Chen's mouth; he had sustained significant internal injuries.
This was the first time Xiao Chen was at a disadvantage in a competition of physical strength. Xiao Chen had cultivated his physical body for more than ten years when he was young. Then, he tempered it with the seven Seven Leaf Flowers. His entire body could be said to have been reborn.
The force of a punch could reach more than 1,500 kilograms of force; it could easily shatter rocks.
However, that Corpse Monarch specialized in cultivating his physical body. His entire body had already turned into a corpse. After cultivating for more than a hundred years, a casual punch of his could reach 5,000 kilograms of force.
5,000 kilograms of force versus 1,500 kilograms of force. It went without saying who was stronger.
The Corpse Monarch looked at Xiao Chen, who was struggling to stand up again. There was a surprised expression in his eyes. His punch looked casual, but the force contained within it was enough to cripple a Martial Saint's right hand.
Even a Martial Saint would be able to cripple his right hand easily. His opponent was only a Martial Grand Master. This punch should have shattered his heart and lungs.
"Hu!"
The Corpse Monarch's figure flashed and his skinny claws grabbed Xiao Chen's neck. He easily lifted him up and placed his other hand on Xiao Chen's chest.
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