Only the Will
Milliped's long, sharp leg whistled through the air, stabbing over like a spear. The zombie dodged it with great agility, basically no different from a living person.
The Lone Grave Elder stood nearby with a sunken face. At this level of refining corpses, he no longer refined mindless puppets. There was no need for him to control them.
He had dug up a thousand graves and dug out the corpse of an ancient disciple of the school of the Military from a general's grave. Back then, the corpse was close to turning into a zombie, so he spent a great deal of effort to suppress its original consciousness, refining it into an Ancient Bronze Corpse General in the end.
Not only could it avoid fire and water, but it also possessed the battle awareness from when it was alive. It was equivalent to a Foundation Establishment cultivator. When he fought, he only needed to summon it, and it would be equivalent to fighting two against one.
The Ancient Bronze Corpse General's punch was ineffective, so it threw another punch. Bang! Bang! Bang! Bang! It was like thunder. The armor caved in and cracked, oozing with blood.
Milliped struggled in pain. Suddenly, he broke free from a green vine and bit at the golden pheasant above him.
The golden pheasant flapped its wings and was about to take off when it suddenly felt something tighten behind it. Milliped had caught the pheasant's tail feathers firmly, and with a swing of his head, he fell towards the wall.
The strength was unstoppable. The Golden Pheasant Elder was shocked. The Daemon General's strength was actually so great. Filled with resentment, he cut off his arm. Golden feathers drifted down from the sky. The golden pheasant soared into the air, circling above the pit. Most of its tail feathers were gone now. It was basically bald.
The Golden Pheasant Elder called out, "Green Vine, when did your techniques become so useless? Are you trying to get me killed?"
"It's easier said than done. This wretched daemon is far too strong. Even I can't last for too long. Hurry up and kill him!" The Green Vine Elder gritted his teeth and squeezed out those words. His face was bright red. He used his spiritual qi to wrestle against Milliped, so he endured the greatest pressure.
The golden pheasant circled around the pillar of smoke and arrived high in the sky. It shone with resplendent light, constantly gathering golden light and gradually blurring the golden pheasant's shape. It was like a miniature sun had appeared in the sky.
Milliped instinctively felt a great sense of danger. He lowered his head and spat out a mouthful of pink venom at the Ancient Bronze Corpse General. The Ancient Bronze Corpse General didn't dare to take it head-on and retreated a hundred feet away. The venom had already corroded a large pit in front of it.
Half of the green vines were instantly corroded after coming into contact with the venom. Milliped mustered all of his strength and swung his thousand feet downwards at the same time. He was about to break free.
"Wood grows and grass grows, growing and multiplying without end!"
The Green Vine Elder bellowed out, and he erupted with dazzling, green light. Even his hair and skin were dyed green by the green light, as if he was no longer human, but a statue carved from green wood.
It reflected the Golden Pheasant Elder in the sky.
Green vines grew madly from the ground and the cliff, wrapping around Milliped like a giant cocoon.
"Vines wither and trees grow old, wither and flourish change!"
All the green vines were drained of water and turned a withered yellow. It was as if the withered vines that had grown for countless years in the depths of the mountains and on the cliffs were the most tenacious. Even if a sword or saber were to slash it, it would not leave a single mark.
The rate at which the venom corroded the vines immediately slowed down drastically. Milliped was trapped in the cage of withered vines.
At this moment, a bird's cry rang out in the surroundings. The golden sun fell from the sky.
The golden pheasant folded its wings, with its beak at the front and its tail feathers at the back. It charged towards the immobilised Milliped with a long tail of flames.
The Ancient Vine Corpse General returned to the Lone Grave Elder. He raised his head and watched on in shock. He was fearless if he faced the Golden Pheasant Elder or the Green Vine Elder alone, but if the two of them worked together, he would be dead for sure even if he had that move.
The three mountains had all been heavily injured, but it affected him the least. Apart from his zombie-like heart and the severing of his emotions, he was currently considering something startlingly similar to the first senior brother of the Burial Mound mountain. If he could refine the corpse of a Daemon General into a Corpse Daemon, his strength would definitely grow drastically. It would even surpass the Golden Pheasant Elder and the Green Vine Elder. It would not be impossible for him to merge the three mountains into a single mountain.
Hwa Seung-zan exhaled gently. She could go back and report this to the higher-ups. Who knew what kind of disturbance the death of a Daemon General would cause. Probably even Wang Pushi would not be able to bear the responsibility, so she could only come.
At this moment, another daemon qi rushed into the air. Hwa Seung-zan's expression suddenly changed. There were actually still daemons bold enough to appear at a time like this. He squinted his eyes and peered through the mist, but he failed to see the daemon.
The Green Vine Elder and the Lone Grave Elder felt a violent tremor from beneath their feet. The tremor was no ordinary earthquake. It contained a powerful force, enough to shake them up. They leapt up at the same time, only to see large swathes of cracks appear at the bottom of the pit. The cracks rapidly spread up the cliff.
The vines had already taken root in the ground, so they began to shake as well. However, it was already too late.
Boom!
The Golden Rooster fell, and a loud sound rang out. Tens of thousands of golden lights shot out from the Heaven Crater, and the cracked rocks collapsed with a rumbling sound. It was like a clap of thunder, and the yellow smoke that filled the air was mixed with pink poisonous gas. The Heaven Crater was like a huge pot that was boiling violently.
The resplendent golden light was so bright that even Hwa Seung-zan was unable to see what was happening in the pit. However, the Daemon General's daemon qi had not vanished. The Golden Pheasant Elder had missed.
Another tall figure could be vaguely seen amidst the smoke and dust.
Li Qingshan had completely assumed his daemon form. He had already reached over forty meters tall, and he gasped for air. Milliped lay behind him. He had finally broken free from the vines and regained his freedom.
A great hole had been ripped open in the round pit. It was possible to imagine what the outcome would have been if he had been struck by the attack. Fortunately, not even the Golden Pheasant Elder could fully control the attack.
When Li Qingshan and Little Ann arrived at the exit, they sensed three Foundation Establishment cultivators attacking Milliped from all directions with their spiritual energy. Every single one of them was more powerful than him, but he would never leave a friend to die. He immediately cast aside his own life and death. Just when he was about to rush out and assist Milliped, he was stopped by Little Ann, who told him not to panic.
After calming down, Li Qingshan held his breath and waited. He wanted to see if he could find a good opportunity to heavily injure a Foundation Establishment cultivator. However, he also knew just how rare an opportunity like that was. However, in the final moment of life and death, he ripped open the ground and cut off the roots of the vines. Afterwards, he grabbed Milliped's tail and pulled hard, avoiding the Golden Pheasant Elder's killing blow.
That indistinct human figure caused the hearts of the three Foundation Establishment cultivators to shrink. Could it be that another Daemon General had arrived? They all cautiously made their way to the other side of the pit. As they recovered their spiritual qi, they stared at Li Qingshan cautiously.
Li Qingshan ignored them. He turned around and punched Milliped's head. He yelled, "You idiot! Wake up!" This seemed to further prove the three elders' suspicions. If he were a regular daemon, why would he be bold enough to attack a Daemon General? However, while the daemon qi was tremendous, it did not seem to belong to a Daemon General.
Milliped shook his head and seemed to clear up slightly. He hissed at Li Qingshan and said with daemon qi, "You're here. My head hurts."
Li Qingshan replied with daemon qi, "You deserve the pain. Why don't you turn into a human and come with me?"
"Oh!" With a shake of his body, Milliped reverted to his bare head. He clutched his stomach. "My stomach hurts too!"
Without another word, Li Qingshan grabbed him and shoved him into the hole.
"Oh no, they're trying to escape! Plants grow and multiply! "the Green Vine Elder said.
Li Qingshan also wanted to crawl into the hole, but he saw countless vines pierce through the rock and weave together like a net, sealing up the entrance and separating him from Milliped. Milliped ripped apart the vines with a furious roar.
However, Li Qingshan sighed and said, "Run!" A fierce gust of wind surged behind him. Golden light projected him against the wall, and the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell rose up automatically.
With a few clangs, the pheasant's claws that were as sharp as high grade spiritual artifacts gripped the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell firmly. The golden pheasant spread its wings and grabbed Li Qingshan, taking off into the air.
The golden pheasant lowered its head. Its furious, golden eyes stared at Li Qingshan. "You still want to run? If you run, I'll use you as a scapegoat!" Vaguely, the Golden Pheasant Elder could be seen.
The pit rapidly shrank below their feet, while the Green Vine Elder and the Lone Grave Elder seemed to be extremely dazzling no matter how far away they were from each other.
Li Qingshan immediately understood the danger he was in. His blood surged, but his mind became calmer instead. He sucked in a deep breath and responded with the Tiger Demon's Fierce Roar. The fierce wind carried sound waves, and the sound waves filled the fierce wind, all slamming into the golden pheasant.
With a shudder of golden light, the pheasant's claws loosened, and Li Qingshan fell out of the sky. Before he had even landed, countless thick vines extended over from the surroundings of the pit like arms, wrapping around the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell and forming a ball of vines.
Under the control of the Foundation Establishment cultivators, the ground immediately became even more distant than the sky, cutting off the deep earth. Li Qingshan immediately had nowhere to run. He was extremely tall, but before three Foundation Establishment cultivators, he seemed like a small, skinny child before three burly men. He seemed so fragile.
The three elders rode the wind, circling around the ball of vines.
The Green Vine Elder said, "Oh no, it's just a regular daemon!" Although its form and strength were very unusual, it was without a doubt a daemon from its daemon qi. Who knew how far off it was from their original target.
The three of them had worked together and schemed against the unsuspecting, yet they still failed to kill the Daemon General and avenge themselves. They had been utterly humiliated. Their faces immediately twisted!
"God dammit!" The Lone Grave Elder slammed the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell emotionlessly. With a boom, the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell trembled, but it was unscathed.
The three elders were all surprised, but they became even more furious. The Golden Pheasant Elder said, "Shatter his shell. I want to skin him alive and drain his blood. I want to rip him to pieces to appease my hatred!"
The Green Vine Elder thought of something. "Perhaps we can draw out the Daemon General."
The Golden Pheasant Elder said, "Green Vine, you're dreaming. Daemons have always been emotionless. They only know how to struggle for survival. Carapaced daemons are the most foolish. There's no such thing as friendship." As he said that, he pecked the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell viciously. The Ancient Bronze Corpse General threw a punch.
The Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell trembled. No matter how tough it was, just how long could it last under the combined attacks of three Foundation Establishment cultivators?
"Daemons really don't have the concept of friendship." Li Qingshan's words surprised the three elders. "They're just acting on their own accord!"
A huge, pink insect leapt up as hard as it could, leaving the ground. Like a carp leaping out of the water, it bit down on the Spirit Turtle's Profound Shell.
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