"Buzz!"
Wang Chong's mind buzzed and his blood surged. He instinctively sensed that one thousandth of hope.
Boom!
As the walking corpse's vast Stellar Energy was about to crush down on his master, the Evil Emperor, Wang Chong's body trembled, and his powerful Psychic Energy burst out of his body like the sharpest of swords, piercing through the air to stab at the sixth missing toe of the walking corpse.
The walking corpse's powerful cultivation, the Origin Immortal Art that could nullify the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art and the Myriad Spirit Sea Art, and the golden compass fortress that was as sturdy as a mountain, were all useless before Wang Chong's Psychic Energy.
Bzzz! In a flash, Wang Chong's physical Psychic Energy surged into the walking corpse's body.
The moment Wang Chong's Psychic Energy pierced through, a completely different feeling welled up in his mind. It was like he had been transported from a narrow cave into a vast and boundless world.
In stark contrast to the strength the walking corpse had displayed, when Wang Chong entered his body, he saw a completely different scene.
Although the walking corpse was incredibly powerful, his Psychic Energy gave Wang Chong the feeling that it was in tatters, like a weak candle in the darkness.
If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would have found it very difficult to believe that the Psychic Energy of the walking corpse was so weak. But even so, there was some sort of energy wrapped around this weak and fragmented Psychic Energy, allowing this weak candle flame to burn steadily.
With no time to think, Wang Chong's Psychic Energy surged straight into the walking corpse's mind, meeting no resistance whatsoever.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong's Psychic Energy struck the depths of the walking corpse's mind.
Rumble!
There was a massive boom. Although the walking corpse's Psychic Energy seemed weak, when Wang Chong's Psychic Energy collided with it, it felt like it had struck a sturdy fortress.
At almost the same time, the middle-aged walking corpse trembled and turned his head to look at Wang Chong. The Origin Immortal Stellar Energy around his body seemed to suffer a heavy blow, its energy dropping by several levels.
Boom! The golden fortress around the walking corpse's body erupted, sending the Evil Emperor flying with a palm strike. Although he had also been sent flying, the power was completely different.
After sending the Evil Emperor flying, the walking corpse's body plummeted from the sky, but his eyes were fixed on Wang Chong, who was slumped against the wall at the edge of the palace.
Unlike the dazed and lifeless eyes from before, for the first time, a cold killing intent appeared in the corpse corpse's hollow eyes. The walking corpse's attention was now completely focused on the The Evil Emperor.
"What's going on?"
Jili Laozu and the Chief Of Wushang trembled in shock. No one knew what had happened, but there was no doubt that Wang Chong had done something.
However, before they could think any further, in the next moment, peng, a foot stomped down heavily, and the boundless power caused the entire underground palace to tremble.
The successor adjusted his direction and took several steps forward, at the same time locking onto Wang Chong with a powerful and sharp energy.
For a moment, it was so quiet that one could hear a pin drop.
"Not good!"
"Chong-er, danger!"
The three of them simultaneously sensed danger and, suppressing their injuries, lunged forward. Wang Chong's injuries were extremely severe, and in his current state, he would be doomed if he took a single palm strike.
At the same time, Wang Chong's pupils constricted as he smelled the suffocating stench of death. But at this moment, he didn't even have the strength to move his body.
"Stop him!"
"Chong-er, let's go!"
Panicked shouts resounded through the palace. The three of them mobilized every ounce of energy in their bodies to lunge at the walking corpse.
Their reactions were very fast, but they were still too slow. Boom! After a brief pause, light flashed, and the middle-aged man disappeared on the spot.
At the same time, an unprecedented sense of danger welled up in Wang Chong's heart, a sensation that washed over him like a tide. But at this moment, Wang Chong had nowhere to retreat to.
It's that Psychic Seal!
This thought flashed through Wang Chong's mind. No one else in the hall knew what was going on except for him.
These walking corpses had died seven hundred years ago, and even the strongest martial artists could not endure the limits of their lifespans. But it was clear that even in death, they had left something behind. Their bodies had died long ago and their souls had been shattered, but their shattered consciousnesses had been preserved by a powerful Psychic Seal.
This was why their eyes were empty and lifeless, but they possessed a powerful fighting instinct and reflexes.
When Wang Chong and Jili Laozu were excavating the mine, they had even encountered a fifth-generation walking along the underground river in search of them. This was not something that a pure corpse could do.
But Wang Chong's Psychic Energy attack had struck the powerful Psychic Seal around his consciousness. Although he had successfully resolved the crisis his master, the Evil Emperor, Wang Chong had become the number one target of the walking corpse.
Although he could see nothing, Wang Chong's Psychic Energy could sense that the walking corpse was rapidly approaching him. In this moment of life and death, Wang Chong exploded with all his potential.
"Beast Taming Art!"
Without the slightest hesitation, Wang Chong used this Psychic Seal. At Talas, Wang Chong had even been able to control the Behemoths, and in the end, he had used this technique to defeat the powerful Arab Psychic Energy practitioner Masil.
Wang Chong's Psychic Energy was many times stronger than it had been at the time, and the power of this Psychic Art was on a completely different level.
Boomboomboom!
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong's tangible Psychic Energy rained down on the ancient Psychic Seal on the walking corpse's body.
In the Psychic World, where the naked eye could not see, the sounds of the fierce collisions were echoing through the world and filling the mind of the walking corpse.
However, unexpectedly, when this berserk mental attack that even a Saint Martial realm expert would find hard to endure collided with the mental seal, it was as if it had collided with the toughest barrier. All the attacks came to a screeching halt in front of the Psychic Seal.
The storm-like attacks only caused the barrier to tremble slightly.
But the walking corpse was not affected in the slightest, continuing to charge at Wang Chong with astonishing speed.
As the distance between the two continued to close, Wang Chong felt a powerful pressure wash over him like a tsunami, so intense that it was almost suffocating.
"How could this be? Just what sort of seal is this? How could it be so tough?! "
In a flash, Wang Chong grimaced and cold sweat began to pour from his forehead.
The Beast Taming Art was his strongest technique and the best weapon against the walking corpse. But if he could not destroy this ancient Psychic Seal, Wang Chong would die.
But although this powerful Psychic Seal had blocked all of Wang Chong's attacks, it had also stimulated Wang Chong's desire to fight.
Even an ant wanted to live, much less a man.
No matter what, he could not die here, at least not now.
Boomboomboom!
Wang Chong summoned all the Psychic Energy in his body, unleashing all the Psychic Seal and Psychic Seal he knew against the Psychic Seal in the walking corpse's mind.
In what seemed like both a second and like countless centuries, several dozen meters passed in the blink of an eye.
As the Evil Emperor, Chief Of Wushang, and Jili Laozu looked on in fear, a ghastly white hand appeared out of thin air and grabbed at Wang Chong's head.
Behind it, the expressionless face of the walking corpse appeared like a phantom, its hollow eyes seemingly announcing Wang Chong's death.
Given the strength of the successor, he could easily crush Wang Chong's head with just a light clench of his fingers.
"Chong-er! Bang! "
The three were doing their utmost to reach Wang Chong, and the Evil Emperor's heart trembled at this sight. His entire body felt like it had been plunged into an icehouse, and even his blood felt like it was about to freeze.
As a great demon of the evil path that caused everyone in the martial arts world to pale at the mention of his name, no matter what kind of opponent he encountered, what kind of difficulty he faced, or what kind of situation he was in, his mind would not tremble in the slightest. There was nothing that could make him feel despair.
But when he saw that his last and proudest disciple was about to die at the hands of the walking corpse, the Evil Emperor's heart turned cold, and for the first time, a hint of despair appeared in his eyes.
His life had been both lowly and glorious. He had dominated over thousands of martial artists, forcing the experts of both the righteous and evil paths to submit to him, forging a legendary life.
Although the betrayal of his traitorous disciple had ultimately ruined his efforts, the Demonic Emperor Old Man had no regrets in looking down from his high vantage point.
The only person he cared about was this disciple! This was why he had come to the northwest.
The Evil Emperor could disregard his own safety, and he could even face the walking corpse alone without any hesitation or fear, but the Evil Emperor could never let go of Wang Chong.
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