That is undoubtedly a more powerful Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppet!
In the Corpse Refining Sect, generally only powerhouses of the Elder level have the ability to refine this Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppet.
In terms of combat power, a single Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppet is enough to rival the top qi refining powerhouses on the Celestial List!
And before them, this old man brought two Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets!
Su Qingqing’s surroundings flashed with thunder and lightning, and without thinking, she wanted to escape.
However, at this mont, outside the governnt building, sword qi raged, cutting down the group of Corpse Puppets blocking the door as two familiar figures charged in wielding sabers.
It was Song Ping’an and Liang Zhao Long.
"Brother Liang, you were right. This ti the Corpse Refining Sect mbers are making such a fuss to deal with Qingqing!" Song Ping’an said, looking at the group of Corpse Refining Sect mbers.
"Wangyue Pavilion is full of spies from the Changming Association. With these Corpse Refining Sect mbers suddenly becoming so active and gathering together, how could I not notice? It certainly can’t be anything good."
Liang Zhao Long said with a solemn face, his gaze imdiately falling on those two Yellow-eyed Corpse Puppets.
"Wow, they’re Yellow-eyed ones!"
"What should we do now?" Su Qingqing didn’t expect Song Ping’an and Liang Zhao Long to appear at this critical mont and imdiately asked.
She didn’t want to cause harm to Song Ping’an and Liang Zhao Long because of herself.
"Don’t panic. Since this situation has been detected, I imdiately inford the young master." Song Ping’an said confidently, tapping the long saber he was holding, and smiled.
Su Qingqing saw the long saber with the all-too-familiar dragon-head handle and bead with joy, imdiately turning her head towards the direction Liang Zhao Long and Song Ping’an had stord in from.
Sure enough, a tall and slender figure walked over, unhurriedly and leisurely.
Dressed in a black, lightweight shirt adorned with no accessories, it didn’t look luxurious.
His appearance undoubtedly marked him as a remarkably outstanding youth, but the look in his eyes was not as clear as a youth’s, filled with a profound, unfathomable depth.
"Young master!" Su Qingqing called out, her voice tinged with a gentle charm never shown to outsiders.
The one arriving was indeed Song Changming.
Over ten years, Su Qingqing had grown from a little girl to a big girl.
And he was still the sa, looking as though he had never changed, eternally evergreen!
When asked about the secret to staying young, Song Changming rely said he found a secret fruit in the Outer Domain that kept him youthful in appearance.
It wasn’t entirely bluffing.
Whether in the Outer Domain or within the Da Han territory, there were indeed treasures that could preserve youth eternally.
For example, the Dongyan Grass at Fengxue Manor, the Evergreen Flower at Wangyue Pavilion, and the Youthful Appearance Pill developed at Zhuji Pavilion can greatly maintain youthful appearances and slow aging.
Especially female martial artists with their passion for beauty, who regard such treasures as divine dicine, pursued fanatically.
Thus, many martial artists weren’t surprised at Song Changming’s youthful appearance.
Most simply thought the secret fruit Song Changming consud had excellent youth-preserving effects.
Of course, although such dicines can make the body look young, they don’t actually extend lifespan.
It’s just that when reaching life’s end, it doesn’t look as frail and decayed as a typical old man.
The original lifespan remains unchanged.
And Song Changming uses this to cover his secret of longevity, and in the coming decades, no one will likely doubt him.
Song Changming’s arrival also drew the attention of that Corpse Refining Sect elder.
"As I guessed, you must be Song Changming, ranked eleventh on the Celestial List." The elder said sinisterly.
He knew very well who was behind Su Qingqing, so the current situation was not difficult to guess.
"Which elder of the Corpse Refining Sect are you?" Song Changming asked, motioning for Su Qingqing to stand behind him.
"I am Xu Baishu." The elder said frankly.
Regarding his na, whether in the Da Han of the past or the martial realm of Da Lai this day, it wouldn’t be forgotten.
The corpse puppets he refined have fought valiantly against nurous martial artist powerhouses.
Even many Celestial List martial artists have been slain by him, ultimately becoming a fresh corpse puppet in his hands!
And despite his rampant behavior over decades, he still survives in the world, impossible to be eliminated, proving the magnitude of his abilities.
Thus, even though Song Changming is highly ranked on the Celestial List now, he doesn’t flinch.
He knows even the Hidden Sect leaders and top ten on the Celestial List have fought him and still couldn’t defeat him.
Why would he fear this arriving Song Changming!
He doesn’t believe Song Changming would be stronger than those sect leaders and top masters!
Song Changming showed a different expression upon hearing the na.
Xu Baishu thought the other was afraid of him and calmly said, "If you were to flee now and abandon the little girl behind you, I could spare you, and next ti, take your head instead!"
"..." Song Changming restrained his expression, silently watching the Corpse Refining Sect elder.
"What is it, are you noble-hearted? Willing to sacrifice yourself?" Xu Baishu sneered seeing the other didn’t flee.
"Who is Xu Baisheng to you?" Song Changming ignored his nonsense and suddenly asked.
"That’s my younger brother." Xu Baishu slightly restrained his deanor, asking: "What, you hold a grudge against Baisheng?"
"Not exactly a grudge, but there are things to understand about him. Of course, the end is deservedly killing." Song Changming said truthfully.
Xu Baisheng accepted Ding Yanyun’s offerings and took away his two brothers’ corpses as the Corpse Refining Sect elder.
Unexpectedly, he encountered the sibling today.
Xu Baishu snorted coldly upon hearing this: "Then I must retract my previous words. You won’t leave alive today to trouble my brother."
"What a good big brother..." Song Changming said lightly and said no more, drawing the Dragon Pattern Saber directly from Song Ping’an’s hand.
With the long saber unsheathed, he walked towards the elder!
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