Clang clang clang clang...
A series of dense, rapid sounds erged, like raindrops hitting a plantain leaf, causing the Iron Corpse Commander's body to tremble violently. Gashes deepened on his body, flesh turning upward.
The Iron Corpse Commander had just moved ten zhang sideways in midair, but still couldn't escape the fierce, stormy slashes.
"Roar!"
He roared, corpse Qi surging around him. He punched out, piercing through the curtain of blades, heading straight for Lan Ziyi.
Clang...
Another sound resounded. Lan Ziyi crossed her twin blades in front of her, precisely blocking the strike. However, she was still forced back by the violent power.
At this mont, the Iron Corpse Commander's heart was filled with alarm. A strong sense of danger surged like boiling water in his mind. He turned his head to see Lu Ye, who had previously ambushed him, standing not far away, gripping his saber with one hand. Lu Ye's sharp gaze pierced him like a sword, his entire power crazily pouring into the long saber, causing flas to roll on the Boulder Mountain Saber, making it appear afla.
The Iron Corpse Commander could tell at a glance that Lu Ye was preparing to unleash a great power.
The next slash would certainly be earth-shattering.
The Iron Corpse Commander didn't panic. No matter how powerful the slash, it needed to hit him. Lu Ye was still gathering force, Lan Ziyi had been forced back, and the remaining humans were insignificant. So, he leaped into the sky, about to leave the troubled area.
He had just ascended three zhang high when a massive iron-like hand appeared out of nowhere, grabbing his ankle. In the Iron Corpse Commander's stunned eyes, the hand applied force, pulling him from mid-air.
In the next instant, the Iron Corpse Commander's vision flipped. He was smashed heavily to the ground.
The owner of the huge hand was treating him like a ragdoll.
Boom...
The ground imdiately ford a pit, the strong vibrations spreading in all directions, making the Nine Provinces cultivators who had just escaped disaster shudder.
Boom boom boom...
Giant Armor's massive arms swung, slamming the ground with booming sounds.
The Iron Corpse Commander was furious. With his strong body, the attacks weren't causing serious injuries, but he had never been treated like this before.
While being swung, his body suddenly arched, his thin fra like a boneless poisonous snake, climbing up Giant Armor's arm and twisting onto Giant Armor's neck.
"Die!"
He roared, gripping Giant Armor's neck with one hand, while the other hand turned into five sharp fingers, stabbing towards Giant Armor's crown.
Everyone watching turned pale.
"Ding!" A crisp sound rang out, and the Iron Corpse Commander's pupils shrank slightly, eyes filled with disbelief.
Because his seemingly certain strike hadn't caused any damage.
He could see clearly. As his attack fell, spirit force gathered above his opponent's head, suddenly forming dense objects like miniature turtle shells...
They were so solid that they blocked his strike.
No ti for surprise, an unprecedented sense of crisis suddenly enveloped him.
He quickly looked up to see Lu Ye charging. The brief gathering of force had elevated his montum to an extent even the Iron Corpse Commander feared. The imminent slash filled the Iron Corpse Commander with long-lost terror.
With a snap, Giant Armor extended another hand, grabbing the Iron Corpse Commander's hand that was on his neck.
Gripped by one hand and one foot, the Iron Corpse Commander finally panicked.
Lu Ye's body lifted slightly, the fla-infused long saber slashing out, passing by Giant Armor and the Iron Corpse Commander on his back, sliding more than ten zhang before stabilizing.
The flas subsided, and the Boulder Mountain Saber returned to its original plain form, with no luster on its pitch-black blade.
Behind him, the Iron Corpse Commander's eyes were wide, staring forward as his mouth opened and closed, seemingly wanting to say sothing, but no sound ca out.
Giant Armor's body shook, causing the Iron Corpse Commander to fall off. Before he hit the ground, his body had already separated, dark corpse blood spraying out.
Lan Ziyi slowly approached, looking at Lu Ye's back and then at the Iron Corpse Commander on the ground, her expression complex.
She had known that Lu Ye's prepared strike would be extrely strong, but she hadn't anticipated it being this powerful. Such terrifying killing power was beyond her reach.
Of course, she also saw that the long saber in Lu Ye's hand was of magic-artifact class. And when he unleashed that strike, he seed to have used spirit runes to enhance the saber. All these forces combined to create such a powerful blow.
The battlefield marking on the back of her hand suddenly ward slightly. Lan Ziyi checked it and smiled with delight.
Seeing that she had gained substantial battle rit!
Clearly, the benefits ca from killing the Iron Corpse Commander. It wasn't just the rit for killing an enemy. While the Iron Corpse Commander was a strong opponent comparable to the Cloud River Realm, killing him brought rits similar to killing a Cloud River Level 9 enemy.
Moreover, rits were not only obtained by killing enemies. Contributing to battles and playing a role also earned rits.
This was likely Heaven's Augury bestowing rewards, recognizing contributions.
Regardless, the Iron Corpse Commander was one of the few top experts of the Corpse Race. Killing him significantly helped clear the corpse disaster.
Just like in the Ten Thousand Beasts Domain secret realm, when she and Lu Ye joined forces to kill Niu ng, they had earned considerable rit afterward.
That was why she had knowingly followed Lu Ye, understanding that there were benefits to be had.
She had gained a lot of rit, but Lu Ye should've gained even more. Although three people contributed, Lu Ye landed the final blow on the Iron Corpse Commander, making the most effort.
Such a powerful Iron Corpse Commander being taken down by three people in less than ten breaths left the nearby Nine Provinces cultivators in awe.
They realized the enormous gap between themselves and the others.
A dozen of them had been powerless against the Iron Corpse Commander's assault, awaiting death. Yet, Lu Ye and the others had eradicated him like sweeping fallen leaves.
The top two in the Cloud River competition were indeed well-deserved!
With the Iron Corpse Commander dead, the surrounding Corpse Race couldn't stir up much trouble. Everyone tead up and quickly dealt with the remaining corpses.
Lu Ye thought about finding the Golden Corpse King and didn't stay. After solving the problems here, he quickly left.
The three of them road around, reaping many rewards, but the Golden Corpse King seed to have vanished without a trace.
Lu Ye speculated whether the Golden Corpse King had already fled the Huntian Holy Temple.
Given the circumstances, the remaining Corpse Race couldn't cause much trouble and would soon be eradicated by the enthusiastic Nine Provinces cultivators. Even the scattered Corpse Race across the Unparalleled Continent would beco targets for cultivators.
After all, such direct and simple opportunities for earning rits weren't common.
To the Nine Provinces cultivators, these terrifying and foul-slling Corpse Race mbers were pri targets.
The Golden Corpse King wasn't foolish. With the situation lost, he probably wouldn't stay.
He appeared like an ordinary Corpse Race. If he wanted to hide in the corpse crowd, it would be hard to find him.
They did see the Silver Corpse Commander's body...
The battlefield where the body lay was extrely brutal. Though Lu Ye hadn't seen it personally, he could imagine the scene.
Nurous Nine Provinces cultivators besieged the Silver Corpse Commander, who fought fiercely, ultimately falling. Judging by the battle scars, the Nine Provinces cultivators had paid a heavy price to kill him.
"Follow ; I have an idea of where the Golden Corpse King is."
Just when Lu Ye was about to give up searching, Lan Ziyi spoke up.
Lu Ye turned to look at her.
Lan Ziyi said, "We overthought it. We assud the Golden Corpse King would hide among the corpses to ambush Nine Provinces cultivators or had already fled. In fact, he hadn't left or attacked the cultivators."
"Where is he?" Lu Ye asked.
Lan Ziyi's gaze shifted to the tallest spirit mountaintop in the distance.
Lu Ye frowned.
"He is the first Corpse Race in the Unparalleled Continent and the Golden Corpse King, with kingly pride and dignity. Knowing the situation is lost, he wouldn't live as a fugitive. There's a great hall on that mountaintop. He's inside."
Lan Ziyi shook her fair hand, saying, "I got the information through various channels. So Nine Provinces cultivators broke in and were killed. Currently, no one dares to go there. Couldn't you ask around or are you friendless?"
With a teasing smile, she added, seeming to imply he was a lone star destined for loneliness.
Lu Ye raised his Boulder Mountain Saber.
"Let's move!" Lan Ziyi imdiately led the way seriously.
No one knew the mountaintop's na, occupied for millennia by the Corpse Race, erasing all traces of the old Huntian Holy Temple.
But it was the highest and most important mountaintop.
On it stood a great hall.
In the entire Huntian Secret Realm, Nine Provinces cultivators and Corpse Race figures were seen fighting everywhere, except this mountaintop, which was eerily empty.
Lu Ye started believing Lan Ziyi's words even more.
This abnormality itself revealed much.
Monts later, the three landed lightly before the great hall atop the mountaintop. As soon as they landed, Lu Ye's expression turned sharp, sensing a familiar aura inside the hall.
The Golden Corpse King, Corpse Fiend's aura!
Inside the hall, there was also the faint sll of blood, likely from Nine Provinces cultivators killed after wandering in unawares.
The overwhelming, undisguised aura inside was like an entrenched dragon, fearing none. With his final grand battle, he would declare his end.
This was the pride of a king!
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