A great terror rose silently in his heart. Although it was just a severed palm, when Lu Ye gazed at it, it seed as if he saw the shadow of its owner through it.
That was an existence he couldn't match at this mont, one that even Divine Sea Realm cultivators could only dream of competing with.
His mind was hit by a huge shock. If not for his strong will, Lu Ye might have lost his fighting spirit in an instant.
He dared not delay any longer, stabilized his mind, and channeled all his spirit force into the long saber in his hand, stabbing straight out!
For a long ti, the cultivators of the Unparalleled Continent couldn't understand why such a peculiar race like the Corpse Race would be born in this world.
No one knew the reason, but there must be an origin to things. Before the upheaval, there were no such things as the Corpse Race on the Unparalleled Continent.
Now, the cultivators of the Unparalleled Continent only knew one thing - the Corpse Fiends were the original mbers of the Corpse Race!
He was originally an ordinary disciple of the Huntian Holy Temple. As a mber of the human race, he had no dazzling achievents and his cultivation wasn't high. But after the upheaval, he beca a mber of the Corpse Race, spreading the corpse disaster from the Huntian Holy Temple to the Unparalleled Continent, leading to the current difficult situation for humanity.
On the way to Mount Suru with Pang Huanyin, Lu Ye had discussed many things with Pang Huanyin and Veteran Siao, including the reason why the Corpse Fiend transford into a mber of the Corpse Race. No one could explain how he transford, perhaps only he himself knew.
But at this mont, when Lu Ye saw the severed palm, a sudden understanding arose in his heart.
This severed palm was the Golden Corpse King's last trump card, and perhaps it was also the root of his transformation into a mber of the Corpse Race.
But even the Golden Corpse King wouldn't easily bring out this severed palm. It was the source of his transformation into a mber of the Corpse Race, but using it imposed an unimaginable burden on him.
His stiff body and the subtle changes in his hair were the most obvious signs.
If he hadn't been forced into a desperate situation by Lu Ye this ti, he wouldn't have acted so rashly.
"Die!"
The Golden Corpse King roared, channeling all his strength into the severed palm, but rather than channeling it, it was more like being devoured.
In just a mont, his already dried-up body beca increasingly emaciated.
The originally not-too-large severed palm suddenly expanded in Lu Ye's vision, covering the sky and blocking all light in an instant.
In the mystical void, it seed as if there really was a gigantic hand being gentle pressed down from the Nine Heavens by the Golden Corpse King's movent.
Lu Ye felt like he was carrying a mountain, his bones creaking under the pressure.
Yet just before the Golden Corpse King made his move, Lu Ye's Boulder Mountain Saber had already stabbed out.
The Golden Corpse King's expression froze. In a daze, he saw behind Lu Ye a starry sky filled with twinkling starlight, growing brighter and closer, covering the sky as it approached him.
Only at the last mont did he realize that it wasn't starlight, but streaks of saber light!
Tyrannical Saber 1st Movent, Myriad Stars!
This was the strongest saber technique Lu Ye could currently perform. Coupled with his current Beast Transformation state, he had no idea how destructive it could be.
In an instant, both mortal enemies unleashed their final strikes at each other, seemingly resulting in a mutual destruction.
From the spirit mountaintop nearby, Lan Ziyi's heart leapt to her throat, so tense that her nails dug into her flesh without her realizing.
She marveled at the Golden Corpse King's final bizarre attack and was even more amazed by Lu Ye's strength.
A re Cloud River Realm cultivator had reached such a state of Intent, a height even many True Lake Realm cultivators couldn't achieve.
She didn't understand Lu Ye's current saber technique, but she could tell it was real saber skills, not just simple tricks.
Only real saber skills could produce such a fierce Saber Intent!
Just as she thought Lu Ye was dead for sure, a burly figure suddenly dashed out, standing in front of Lu Ye.
Giant Armor!
While Lu Ye was chasing the Golden Corpse King, he was also chasing, but to no avail. As a physique cultivator, this wasn't his forte.
Seeing Lu Ye in danger, he imdiately flashed to his side.
This was his forte.
He roared to the sky, his spirit force and blood Qi erupted, covering Lu Ye behind him, forming an indestructible barrier against all storms and attacks.
In an instant, his spirit force and Qi rapidly shifted, forming an extrely unique shape that enveloped both himself and Lu Ye.
From a distance, Lan Ziyi was stunned. Was that... the Black Tortoise?
In her vision, it seed as if her two comrades were being protected by a Black Tortoise Sacred Beast ford of blood Qi and spirit force.
The Golden Corpse King's final strike arrived as expected.
The colossal hand descended magnificently, and Giant Armor's expression beca strained. His powers surged violently, and the Black Tortoise Sacred Beast, known for its defense, seed unable to withstand the attack, its form splintering like a shattered mirror.
It wasn't the Sacred Beast's fault but Giant Armor's low cultivation, unable to fully manifest its power.
In just a breath's ti, the Sacred Beast's form almost shattered -- if it did, then not only he but also Lu Ye would be in great peril.
Giant Armor opened his mouth, releasing a round object like a demonic pill.
The demonic pill instantly flew to the heart of the Black Tortoise Sacred Beast, releasing waves of spirit force that stabilized the nearly shattered Sacred Beast form.
The giant hand continued to press down, and the Sacred Beast form, carrying Lu Ye and Giant Armor, was smashed into the ruins below. However, the Sacred Beast form enveloping them did not collapse.
Monts later, the giant hand vanished. Dust clouded the ruins, making it impossible to see.
Lan Ziyi watched unblinkingly, almost forgetting to breathe.
Are they dead?
Or are they still alive?
As she wavered, a figure staggered up from the ruins, covered in blood -- it was Lu Ye.
Even with Giant Armor's last-minute save, he bore so pressure and was gravely injured internally, though it didn't show outside.
Alive!
Lan Ziyi sighed in relief.
But she quickly realized -- why worry about him? They weren't even on the sa side, and she had often suffered under his hand. His death should have been a cause for celebration.
In the ruins, Lu Ye looked ahead.
The Golden Corpse King was now a dried-up corpse. Though usually emaciated as a mber of the Corpse Race, he now looked like a bundle of bones.
His golden eyes flickered like dying candle flas, filled with complex emotions.
"I am unwilling!"
The Golden Corpse King spoke weakly, barely audible.
Then he roared at Lu Ye: "Why!"
He used his last resort, hoping to die together with Lu Ye, yet the other survived.
It was unbelievable, unacceptable.
Lu Ye's supplies box humd, a streak of light shot out, pinning the Golden Corpse King's forehead.
It caused no great harm but decapitated him with the force of weapon control.
In the Tyrannical Saber 1st Movent, he was dead the mont Lu Ye unleashed Myriad Stars.
Only his strong will kept him standing.
His head rolled away, eyes wide open, body collapsing.
"I have comrades, you have nothing!"
From the ruins, Lu Ye spoke.
Lan Ziyi almost burst out laughing from afar. Why say such things to the dead?
But she knew it was Lu Ye's habit -- in fights, he said little, leaving words for after the kill.
The source of the Unparalleled Continent's turmoil was eradicated, but the strange severed palm remained.
The Golden Corpse King's ultimate strike, channeled through it, was powerful. Yet now it looked unchanged.
Lu Ye cautiously glanced at it, not daring to inspect it closely. The Golden Corpse King's last transformation suggested it was dangerous and needed careful handling.
He turned to look beside him, where Giant Armor lay spread out, pale as paper, skin covered in fine cracks.
The secret technique he used was powerful defensively but ca at a great cost. His demonic pill's energy was drained, and his injuries were severe, though his physique ensured he wasn't in mortal danger.
Feeling Lu Ye's gaze, Giant Armor grinned, eyes bright.
After over a year, he could finally fight alongside Lu Ye again, providing strong protection, recalling their battles in the Spirit Stream battlefield.
But since his forced advance to the Cloud River Realm and early arrival at the Cloud River battlefield, such chances were rare.
Giant Armor cherished those days.
He rembered Feng Yuechan's teachings in the spirit ground -- since Lu Ye moved fast, he too needed to cultivate hard for more chances to fight together.
Lan Ziyi floated back, glanced at Giant Armor and Lu Ye, and said, "I've sent word to Hua Ci, she'll be here soon."
Lu Ye nodded, sat beside Giant Armor on a broken stone, like a hen guarding a wounded chick.
Lan Ziyi couldn't help but roll her eyes, looking at the severed palm, asking, "What to do with this thing?"
Lu Ye was checking his battlefield marking.
The battle rit from killing the Golden Corpse King was astonishingly high.
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