Every stalk of bamboo in the purple bamboo forest was emitting a purple Shenguang. There were even some golden patterns on the surface, and they looked extraordinary.
However, at this moment, Weisuo and company did not even have the thought to investigate the purple bamboo. Their eyes were all focused on the massive indigo corpse.
This massive indigo corpse was lying in a large pit, as if it had fallen from an extremely high altitude, before finally dying here.
This was the corpse of a true thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure. Although it was lying in the pit, it was still dozens of feet tall.
Although they had always heard the Linglong Tian mention the mighty figure with thirty-two arms, everyone could not help but feel their hair stand on end when they saw the true thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure with their own eyes.
The thirty-two arms were in various positions in the air, emitting an indescribable feeling of dread.
Although the massive body was completely dim, like a piece of rotten wood, and did not have any spiritual powers fluctuations, it still gave off a suffocating feeling of oppression. Even Weisuo was no exception.
Only when facing the corpse of a mighty figure, whose cultivation level was much higher than his, would he have such a feeling.
"Darn hooligan … Is this fellow really dead …" Han Weiwei looked at the massive indigo corpse. The moment she spoke, she realized that her teeth were chattering unknowingly. Even her voice had changed.
"He should be dead. Don't come over first. Let me take a look first. "
Weisuo took a deep breath. With an extremely solemn expression, he slowly swept towards the massive indigo corpse.
His perception had already scanned the thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure's corpse repeatedly. The Desolate race mighty figure's blood and Quintessential Yuan had completely dried up. There was no sign of life. Furthermore, when Wei Suo's perception first scanned the corpse, he discovered that the Desolate race mighty figure's head had cracked open. The brain in the head seemed to have been reduced to ash by some force, leaving it empty.
However, this thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure was at least an existence at the Emperor Heaven realm. It completely exceeded his understanding, so he did not dare to let his guard down.
"Wait, let me go first. I have a way to turn his fake death into a real one."
However, Ling Longtian pulled Wei Suo back, stopping him in his spot. Following that, she went alone to the corpse of the mighty figure of the Desolate race, who had thirty-two arms and was standing in all sorts of strange postures in the air.
"Sis Steel Teeth, don't tell me you want to chew him to pieces?" Perhaps it was because of Linglong Tian's good teeth, which had left a deep impression on Weisuo. Every time he grabbed a piece of gold, he would chew it with a crunch. Hence, when he saw Linglong Tian descend towards the thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure, Weisuo could not help but blurt out those words.
"Idiot profiteer, shut up!" Linglong Tian was flying perfectly fine, but when she heard Weisuo's words, she nearly swayed and plummeted. After stabilizing her voice, Linglong Tian looked like she wanted to bite Weisuo to death. She cursed in an extremely depressed manner before descending again. She landed near the thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure's heart meridian.
"Puah!"
Linglong Tian's gray bracelet emitted a gray luster, penetrating the thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure's heart meridian.
"Nangong Yuqing, come over as well." After about half a minute, Linglong Tian stopped the activation of the gray bracelet, allowing Nangong Yuqing to rush towards the thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure's corpse alone.
According to Linglong Tian, this was the first time that Nangong Yuqing had used the might of a True Immortal after advancing to the True Immortal realm. Similar to Daibutsu's final subconscious that formed a Battle Soul, Nangong Yuqing's body also produced a faint yellow divine halo formed from Shenguang. A strange and massive Yuan Qi fluctuation was churning in the void.
"There shouldn't be any more problems." After about a minute, Linglong Tian, who had already dodged to the side, nodded, allowing Nangong Yuqing to stop casting any more spells.
"Indeed, he's completely dead … How pitiful. Even after death, he still has to be tormented like this." Weisuo was also relieved as he said this.
"Idiot, do you know how to speak?" Upon hearing Weisuo's words, Linglong Tian was so angry that her vision turned black.
"Sorry, this thing is too scary. I can't control my words." Weisuo's figure moved as he and the rest rushed into the purple bamboo forest. They arrived beside the massive thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure's corpse.
"With only a head, it doesn't appear to be the most powerful Primogenitor level figure. However, this body …" Weisuo heaved a sigh of relief after confirming that the Desolate race mighty figure was deader than dead. While flying over, he was still joking with Linglong Tian. However, when he arrived beside the four-armed Desolate race mighty figure's corpse, he could not help but feel his scalp tingle.
The thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure's body was too massive. There were no other injuries on its body, but there was a long hole in the middle of its head. Just the long hole in the head looked like it could fit Weisuo inside!
Furthermore, this Desolate race mighty figure seemed to have died with his eyes wide open. He happened to be facing up with his mouth wide open, revealing a mouth full of fangs. His face was ferocious, and his two eyes were flashing with a faint blue luster. It was extremely terrifying.
Although the corpse did not have any signs of life, giving off the feeling that it had been dead for tens of thousands of years, like a piece of rotten wood, the surface of the skin was shimmering with an oily sheen. It was like a divine metal that had been coated with a layer of oil. It gave Weisuo the feeling that the body was still with him.
"Pa!"
Weisuo could not help but extend his leg and kick one of the ferocious-looking thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure's arms.
"I …" His face immediately turned pale. Although his strength had nearly sent the thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure's corpse flying, his leg felt like he had kicked a metal plate. His leg bones nearly cracked.
"Don't embarrass yourself." Linglong Tian seemed to have expected such an outcome as he snorted coldly.
"If it's like this after being dead for so many years, how strong was it when it was alive?" Weisuo retracted his leg in a speechless manner. He knew that if it was filled with blood and Qi, the body of the thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figure would definitely be much stronger than it was now.
"Do you know this person?" After retracting his leg, Weisuo could not help but ask Linglong Tian.
"I don't know his name, but he looks like one of the thirty-two-armed Desolate race mighty figures that appeared in the Northern Mang battle group years ago." Linglong Tian answered.
"What are you doing!?" After answering, Linglong Tian could not help but cry out. This was because at this moment, Weisuo had already reached the top of the Desolate race mighty figure's head. He had a feeling that he was going to drill into the skull's crack to take a look. This made Linglong Tian feel extremely depressed that Weisuo was still in the mood to play pranks at such a time.
"Nothing much. I'm just trying to see what it is that killed this Desolate race mighty figure. I want to see if there's any enchanted treasure inside. There was no enchanted treasure. It was killed by a powerful force, but there were several Great Dao runes intertwining. It directly changed the material in the Desolate race mighty figure's head. It was as though a Dao chart had been engraved in it. It was as though the Desolate race mighty figure's head was not a brain at all. Once this powerful force entered, the Desolate race mighty figure's head was no longer his own. " Weisuo did not raise his head. He continued peeking his head out from the crack, but his tone sounded like he was convulsing.
When Weisuo said this, Linglong Tian and the rest immediately gathered around him. When they looked in, the eyes of Patriarch Yuan Yin and company were filled with horror.
The Desolate race mighty figure's head was completely empty. The wound went all the way to his throat. The inner walls shimmered with a crystalline luster, completely crystallized. Furthermore, there were strange runic patterns that formed patterns on the inner walls. They looked like white bone plates, and on the surface of the bone plates was the image of a large river.
"This was caused by the Six Dao White Bone Yellow Springs Chart's power. It was killed by a sect master level figure from Northern Mang!" Linglong Tian could not help but speak. He no longer bickered with Weisuo, but his voice began to tremble once again.
"A sect master level figure from Northern Mang? What sort of cultivation level is that?" Weisuo exhaled as he blew at a strand of hair that hung down from his forehead. He turned his head and asked.
"It's a lot stronger than the typical Di Tian. A few sect master level figures from Northern Mang can match two or three Di Tians." Linglong Tian took a deep breath as he tried his best to calm his emotions. At this moment, it was very clear that even if this was not the final battleground of the highest battle groups, the top mighty figures of the highest battle groups would have fought an intense battle here, with many of them dying.
"It's too strong." Zhangsun Jing and company could not help but look at each other. Just as Weisuo had said, the flesh and blood in the Desolate race mighty figure's brain had completely changed. Back then, that mighty figure's strike had not only split open the Desolate race mighty figure's head, it had also changed the Desolate race mighty figure's head into something that did not belong to the Desolate race. It was as if the Desolate race mighty figure's head had been cut off and replaced with a crystal that had been imprinted with a spell mark. It was just too powerful, and it left them with endless reverence.
"Fuck, that pair of eyes is too scary. I wonder if the Yuan Qi in this body can be flushed out like the Skydragon corpse. "Weisuo could not help but curse at this moment. At the same time, a water spirit Yuan Qi surged towards the Desolate race mighty figure's corpse.
Although he knew that the mighty figure of the Desolate race was deader than dead, Wei Suo could not help but feel a sense of guilt every time he looked into the eyes of the mighty figure of the Desolate race, which were bulging with grievance. It was as though his soul was about to be devoured. Furthermore, the Desolate race mighty figure's body gave him a different feeling from the severed arms from before. The severed arms from before were like dry wood that had been completely burned. However, this Desolate race mighty figure's body was like a piece of dry wood. It was unknown if any useful Yuan Qi could be flushed out.
"Boom!"
The water spirit Yuan Qi surged onto the Desolate race mighty figure's body.
"…" However, everyone instantly froze as a chill ran through their bodies.
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