Li Qingshan's entire body blazed with flames. Even the ground around him had melted into flowing, fiery-red magma. With his head lowered, he knelt in the pool of magma like a demon god of fire, stuck in the mud and at the end of his road.
Slowly, he raised a leg with difficulty, changing to a half-kneeling position. Suddenly, he raised his head, clenched his fists, and spread his arms, letting out a wild roar at the sky.
Flames surged up violently with his scarlet hair, dyeing the sky red.
The ox demon holds the heavens. This was a will that would never yield!
Within the flames, flesh and blood constantly regrew, and his strength skyrocketed.
"He actually managed to endure it!" Gu Yanying was astounded. That was four golden cores.
More accurately, it was five, including Wen Zhengming's golden core.
The strength of the ox demon was endless.
However, it was not enough. It was still not enough!
It was not enough to defeat the Corpse King. It was still not enough to break through to the fifth layer of the ox demon.
Li Qingshan suddenly turned his head. The flames surged, turning into the shape of eyes in his eye sockets. He gazed at the Golden Core cultivator who had been injured in the battle and had half his body destroyed.
With a tiger's roar, he lunged over.
In that moment, everyone saw the flames around him turn into a scarlet tiger with a pair of wings on its back. It surged with malice and killing intent.
"Stop, wretched daemon!"
The Marquis of Ruyi called out, but he was unable to stop him in time, nor did he have the power to stop him.
"Wretched daemon, I'll take you down with me!" The cultivator roared madly. His golden core revolved and shone with resplendent light, about to erupt with terrifying power.
The tiger's claw condensed from flames stopped him. The figure of the spirit turtle appeared again, and the trembling golden core settled down reluctantly.
The spirit turtle suppressed the seas, suppressing all agitation.
The fiery tiger extended its tongue and swept the golden core into its mouth, nodding in satisfaction. It turned its head and glanced past the cultivators.
The hearts of all the cultivators sank to rock-bottom. There was trouble both internally and externally. The Corpse King and the daemon. Every single one of them was extremely terrifying.
Never did they think this battle would actually develop to such a horrifying degree.
"Die, wretched daemon!"
The Seal of Mountains and Rivers smashed down. Although it was covered in cracks, its momentum was still great.
The Raging Flame Tiger Devil had already disappeared from its original spot. Dragging the lingering flames behind it, it suddenly pounced forward and grabbed the other injured Golden Core cultivator with its claws before swallowing him whole.
The cultivator was also prepared to explode his Golden Core, but if Li Qingshan did not launch an attack, he naturally would not seek his own death. Even ants were greedy for life, let alone a dignified Golden Core cultivator.
However, by the time Li Qingshan launched his attack, it was all too late. The spirit turtle was enough to suppress the golden core before it exploded.
There was no one present who could stop Li Qingshan. There were only two people, the Dark Queen and Gu Yanying, but neither of them had any intentions of stopping him.
The other cultivators were all exhausted from the battle. Even if they wanted to help, they would have to see if they had the ability to do so.
The Marquis of Ruyi constantly controlled the Seal of Mountains and Rivers. He climbed even higher into the sky, cursing incessantly.
In the blink of an eye, Li Qingshan slew another three Golden Core cultivators and swallowed another three golden cores.
To the cultivators' relief, Li Qingshan's hunt ended there. He began another round of refinement.
All of this happened in a flash. From when he roared out to the three consecutive attacks, it all happened in just a few breaths.
If mortals were present, they would have no idea what was happening, let alone respond.
In total, Li Qingshan had swallowed a total of eight golden cores!
"What's he trying to do? He actually needs so many golden cores. Is he trying to break through to Daemon Commander? That's impossible. Once he triggers the heavenly tribulation, even if he barely manages to survive it, he'll definitely be on the brink of death. It won't be of any help to this battle! "
"No, we can't let him continue like this." The Corpse King also sensed that something was amiss, so he immediately gathered all the Corpse Commanders.
There was no response!
The Buddha Slaying sword embryo lay before him. It seemed just as ordinary as before, without the glow of a "god artifact" at all.
Little Ann had basically poured half of the corpses he had refined this time into the Buddha Slaying sword embryo.
The pieces of the Corpse Commanders fell down, turning into Samādhi Flames of White Bone and merging with the Buddha Slaying sword embryo. Only then did the sword shine with white, half-transparent light.
A skull flew below Little Ann's feet. She stepped on it gently and swung her sword.
"Let's go! That sword is far too terrifying!"
"What? It's that formation again!"
The Corpse Commanders scattered, but they were forced back by the huge, house-sized skulls.
The skulls cackled strangely, wrapped in white fire as they constantly revolved.
When Little Ann released them from the Blood Sea Banner, she also released the twenty-six Skull Prayer Beads that she had refined, assembling the Skeleton Demon Formation.
Normally, the Corpse Commanders would have been able to breach the Skeleton Demon Formation in just a few seconds.
In that instant, there was a flash of light. Little Ann did not stop at all. She stepped on a skull and used the force to leap back, shuttling back. In the end, her figure had already become indiscernible. All they saw was a streak of white light turning and reflecting within the Skeleton Demon Formation.
The Skeleton Demon Formation constantly shrank before dispersing loudly in the end. Not a single Corpse Commander remained. All that remained were pieces of burning corpses, which also merged with one another and poured into the Buddha Slaying sword embryo. The hilt of the sword vaguely formed a skeleton sitting in the lotus position.
The Buddha Slaying sword embryo had finally achieved initial success.
It was not just the cultivators. Even the Corpse King was stunned, as if a bucket of cold water had been poured over him.
Perhaps the legends were true!
"I have to kill it, regardless of the cost!"
The Corpse King's eyes shone with brutal green light. His ten fingernails burst out like bamboo shoots, swinging forward and actually all targeting Little Ann.
Ten streaks of black light shot out furiously.
The Void-bellied Ghost King was pierced by a streak of black light, unable to hold on any longer. It dispersed and revealed the Dark Queen's figure. Her black hair drifted about as she suddenly looked back. "Be careful!"
Gu Yanying immediately swung her jade folding fan and rushed to provide assistance. She was already extremely certain of her guess. When the Golden Core cultivators died to the Moon Devil earlier, the Dark Queen did not even bat an eyelid, yet she paled in fright over this "otherworldling" now. She probably did not even care so much about her own life.
However, the Corpse King seemed to have anticipated this. He swung his huge hand. The fierce wind swept over like a tornado, forcing Gu Yanying to slow down. It was already too late for her to provide assistance.
The flames in Little Ann's eye sockets shone brightly as she stared ahead. She wielded the sword with both hands, even abandoning her control over the Blood Sea Banner and Skull Prayer Beads.
All that remained in her mind were the sword style, sword technique, sword move, and sword intent. There was the comprehension that came from it. There was also the knowledge from her awakened memories. Afterwards, it all vanished, reduced to nothingness.
A skeleton sat in the lotus position.
Buddha slaying!
The Buddha Slaying sword embryo spat out a streak of light several meters long. There was a flash. A fingernail was cleaved in half, brushing past her.
Little Ann retreated. The streak of light was as swift as a dragon. She turned around and cut off another fingernail.
She swung her sword, swung her sword, swung her sword!
The streak of light danced about wildly, cutting off four fingernails in a row. The fifth fingernail filled her vision, but she was unable to stop it in time.
The Buddha Slaying sword embryo was placed before her. Little Ann's heart surged as she said calmly, "This is the limit."
Boom! Boom! Boom!
Boom! Five huge fingernails that resembled stone beams struck Little Ann one after another.
Immediately. Cracks appeared on the white bones. The sound of shattering was as resounding as thunder. Even the rumbling of the collision was unable to drown it out.
Boom. Dust filled the air.
Little Ann slammed into a hill viciously. There was no more sound.
The Buddha Slaying sword embryo was the strongest, but it still required the user's own strength to wield it!
Little Ann had only undergone the first heavenly tribulation right now. He could use the Buddha Slaying sword embryo to kill a group of Corpse Commanders who were at higher cultivation realms than him, but he was powerless against a Corpse King's sure-kill strike.
This was an absolute difference in strength. It could not be made up for through external items.
It swept through millions of Corpse Soldiers. Little Ann, who had been entrusted with all their hopes, had also reached his limit.
Over half of the Golden Core cultivators had died in battle. The Dark Queen had failed. Despair appeared on the Marquis of Ruyi's face. "It's over! It's all over!"
Gu Yanying raised her head. The sky was dusky. Her pupils narrowed, and her gaze became as sharp as a hawk's. Beyond this domain, she could vaguely make out countless specks of jade-green starlight flickering.
Those were not starlight, but the eyes of countless corpses. There were countless experts like Corpse Kings among them, as well as even more powerful existences that the current World of the Nine Provinces could not rival.
They were like a flock of vultures circling the heads of people on the brink of death, waiting for them to collapse and die before swooping down and feasting on their corpses.
"Compared to the World of the Nine Provinces, this place is already closer to the Hungry Ghost realm. The Hungry Ghost realm is about to descend. Should I leave? No, there's still one person. He hasn't spoken yet. "
Moo!
The cry of an ox rang out, deep and drawn-out as if it originated from the depths of the earth.
The ground trembled gently. The entire region shook.
The hills rose and fell like the waves of the sea.
An iron hoof took a step forward. The ground sank and cracked.
Invisible shockwaves spread out in all directions.
Over a hundred mountains collapsed silently.
The curved horns were like crescent moons hanging high in the sky, shining with sharp light at the tips.
A single "moon" character was engraved on them.
His scarlet-red pupils were like the descent of a daemon star. It was said that its appearance would definitely bring destruction and war.
He strode over, making his way towards the Corpse King. With each step, the ground would shake heavily.
The Dark Queen dodged too. She felt like a mountain was pressing forward.
She arrived before the Corpse King, and two streams of air gushed out of her nostrils. She raised her head and asked, "How dare you injure her!"
"Injure? No, I killed her! The next one will be you! "
The Corpse King lowered his head and looked down. He was extremely relaxed.
It was like the first glimmer of dawn, the red sun about to rise. Victory was about to arrive.
He felt his strength grow stronger and stronger, both from himself and from the Hungry Ghost realm. No one could repel him at this time, in this place!
Li Qingshan lowered his head, clenched his fist, and punched out.
Dense, black cracks spread and interweaved on his fist.
His fist was as heavy as a mountain. At first glance, it gave off the illusion of sluggishness, as if it was advancing inch by inch.
With each inch it advanced, the black cracks overlapped with each other, until it became pitch-black in the end. It was like a black gauntlet, filled with the accumulation of countless tremors.
"You overestimate yourself!"
The Corpse King laughed aloud. He stood with his arms crossed, looking down from above. His huge, withered hand clenched into a fist, wrapped in surging corpse qi. He raised his arm high into the air, stretching it to the limit. The bone spikes on his elbow seemed even more vicious.
Like a roaring dragon, he descended from the sky, destroying everything.
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