Liu Huiwu shouted angrily, and instantly dozens of his n appeared behind him.
With his command, they all rushed to surround Yan Zhen.
Under the desperate urge to survive, Yan Zhen found her limbs suddenly feather-light. With a single step, she flew over thirty yards and left the Liu Mansion in an instant.
But soon, a large crowd blocked her in the middle of the street.
"I’ve long seen you’re a remnant of the Demon Dao. Let’s see where you run now!"
Seeing he couldn’t take down Yan Zhen, Liu Huiwu slapped the label of Demon Dao remnant on her without hesitation.
The townsfolk nearby started to mumble, pointing and whispering about her.
"That girl’s a Demon Dao remnant? No way—she sure doesn’t look it."
"Shows what you know. Demon Dao bastards always hide well, and the purer a woman looks, the more dangerous she is!"
"What are you waiting for? Kill her—get rid of a nace for us all!"
"Kill her! Kill her—"
.....
The shouts from the crowd never stopped, making Yan Zhen’s chest tighten with annoyance—like so terrifying force was about to break out of her body.
Three hundred yards away, in a second-floor inn room—
A young man saw Yan Zhen and his eyes flew wide open.
"I-it’s her? She actually woke up?"
Bu Tianzhi’s heart pounded violently.
Others might not know Yan Zhen’s cultivation, but he rembered crystal clear—even his own master, a Middle Stage Nascent Soul, was powerless before her.
The next instant after laying eyes on Yan Zhen, Bu Tianzhi didn’t so much as look back—he ran for his life!
This was absolutely no place to linger, unless you wanted to die.
Bu Tianzhi had just refined the fifth restriction level of the Yin Yang Wheel, letting him use his full strength. He’d originally planned to sacrifice the lives in this city to empower his Spirit Treasure.
Never imagined that the mont he arrived in Cyan Stone City, he’d run into Yan Zhen.
These idiots really had no eyes—of all people to provoke, they had to pick Yan Zhen?
This woman’s a true powerhouse! Their fate was going to be miserable.
"Kill—"
With a crisp shout from Liu Huiwu, dozens of soldiers swung their spears, charging at Yan Zhen.
The force inside Yan Zhen’s body could no longer be held back. In an instant, it shattered its shackles, and a surge of bone-chilling cold engulfed everything alive around her.
The soldiers charging her turned into ice statues in a split second.
When Yan Zhen opened her eyes again, she found the entire Cyan Stone City had frozen into a city of ice.
Every living soul had been locked in ice by the expanding power within her.
This place was now truly an ice city.
"Wh-what’s going on? These mories—this power—they’re not mine, not mine!"
Yan Zhen was so startled by the sight she nearly lost her wits and bolted out of Cyan Stone City at top speed.
But the faster she fled, desperate to escape it all, the deeper and more rooted those mories beca.
"Ice Frost Empress? How could I be the Ice Frost Empress? No, I’m not—"
With a high, trembling cry from Yan Zhen, everything for a hundred miles around was sealed in ice.
Even the birds in the sky plumted as if thrown into a frozen hell.
Thankfully, Bu Tianzhi ran fast—he wasn’t caught in the aftermath.
Even so, he could feel a wave of bone-numbing chill spreading outward, making him shudder uncontrollably.
"The Southern Realm is just too damn dangerous. Maybe I should hide with the Beimu Immortal Race instead!"
Bu Tianzhi muttered inwardly. The Southern Realm already had that freak Lin Chang’sheng, and now another terrifying powerhouse had awakened.
You couldn’t even guess the strength of this one—Bu Tianzhi only knew her cultivation was unfathomable, and she wielded terrifying Power of Cold Ice.
For the rest, he had no clue.
With tigers in front and wolves behind, might as well go to the Beimu Immortal Race and expand the Demonic Forces there.
It was bound to go better than trying it here in the Southern Realm.
...
Soon, news of Cyan Stone City’s freezing reached the Empress of Great Yu.
Everyone thought it was Demon Dao remnants causing chaos. Empress Yu Wenjing was so anxious she couldn’t sleep at night.
In the imperial court—
Yu Wenjing sat upright, phoenix crown on her brow, regal and unruffled on her throne.
The assembled ministers and generals bowed in submission before her.
"Your Majesty, Cyan Stone City was slaughtered by a demoness—over a hundred thousand citizens are dead! I recomnd imdiately notifying all the Great Immortal Sects to hunt down this woman!"
"Your Majesty, I second this. This demoness’ witchcraft is monstrous—she wiped out a whole city single-handedly! If we don’t eliminate her, the whole realm of Great Yu will be thrown into terror!"
"I second!"
"So do I!"
Countless officials begged Yu Wenjing to issue an imperial decree so that the Great Immortal Sects could join forces to hunt down Yan Zhen.
But Yu Wenjing felt this matter was anything but ordinary—it wasn’t easy to decide.
Still, she couldn’t just sit back and wait for disaster. What if another city fell tomorrow?
"General Jin, I order you to imdiately send people to the Immortal Ascension Sect and notify Sect Leader Liao. Request that all the Immortal Masters take action! At the sa ti, increase security in all the major cities. If this woman is spotted, report it at once!"
Yu Wenjing at last issued the decree to hunt down Yan Zhen.
If she knew that the "demoness" people spoke of was actually Yan Zhen—the woman who had once shown Lin Chang’sheng kindness—who knows if she’d still make this choice.
"As you command!"
Jin Wuque answered promptly and left.
...
Spirit-Seizing Land.
After Zhao Fuhu beca Situ Wu’s subordinate, he killed every living thing in the Spirit-Seizing Land as ordered.
The blood-essence from the fallen was all absorbed by Situ Wu.
This rapidly boosted Situ Wu’s recovery from his injuries.
"Venerable Immortal, how is your recovery? If you need more nourishnt, I can go fetch so more victims from outside!"
Zhao Fuhu spoke respectfully.
As if other lives were worth nothing at all.
"The more the better, of course! Best if they’re cultivators—will speed up my healing greatly! Once I’m out of here, you’ll be well rewarded!"
Situ Wu laughed, his voice echoing through the entire space.
Good thing Lin Chang’sheng hadn’t impulsively tried to chase Zhao Fuhu into this place, or he’d have died for sure.
Because at this point, Situ Wu was nearly healed—his Primordial Spirit could now leave his body, an utterly dangerous opponent.
Following Situ Wu’s orders, Zhao Fuhu easily slipped out of the Grand Array and began massacring cultivators from all over, bringing their energy back to heal Situ Wu.
But he didn’t dare stray too far from the Spirit-Seizing Land—if he t a stronger opponent, he might not even make it back alive.
While serving Situ Wu, Zhao Fuhu never let up on his own cultivation, focusing intently on the Fiery Sun Treasure Manual.
He was starting to get the hang of it.
Once he reached Perfection, Zhao Fuhu would not only command the Power of Celestial Thunder but also master the Power of the Fierce Sun—his strength would soar.
...
In a blink, half a month passed.
Lin Chang’sheng, with his Perfection Level Corpse Refining Technique, could refine Corpse Puppets much faster than the average Demon Cultivator.
He had already finished refining all the Nascent Soul Corpse Puppets in his Storage Bag.
He now had twelve Early Stage Nascent Soul Corpse Puppets, six Middle Stage, and four Late Stage ones.
[Detected: 12 Basic Level King Corpse Puppets. Fuse into 6 Middle Stage King Corpse Puppets?]
The panel popped up a prompt; Lin Chang’sheng unhesitatingly chose "Yes."
He saw twelve Corpse Puppets shimr with golden light and begin rging together.
After three heartbeats, six Middle Stage King Corpses stood before him.
[Detected: 12 Middle Stage King Corpses. Fuse into 6 Top Level King Corpses?]
The next instant, another prompt appeared.
"Yes!"
Lin Chang’sheng chose "Yes" again without hesitation.
The six new Middle Stage King Corpses, together with six previously refined ones, began to glow golden and ld together.
Soon after, six Top Level King Corpses appeared before him.
"Perfect timing!"
Six Top Level King Corpses, combined with the bodies of the Celestial Concealnt Divine Master, Ling Yun Ascendant, Celestial Demon Ancestor, and Jiang Yuyan, made ten in total.
[Detected: 10 Top Level King Corpses. Fuse into 1 Emperor Corpse?]
"Emperor Corpse?"
Lin Chang’sheng murmured to himself. The strength of the Emperor Corpse matched a Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator.
"Fuse!"
Lin Chang’sheng tapped to fuse without a second thought.
Golden light flared; ten Top Level King Corpses rged into one.
This ti the process took longer—about ten full breaths before the light faded.
When his vision cleared, a towering two-ter-tall Corpse Puppet stood before Lin Chang’sheng.
It radiated surging waves of Primordial Power from within.
"Not bad—this Corpse Puppet even has its own Primordial Power. Aside from slightly slower response to commands, it’s otherwise as good as a Divinity Transformation Stage cultivator!"
Lin Chang’sheng was quite pleased with the newly fused Emperor Corpse.
He imdiately ford a hand seal, making the Emperor Corpse attack—a single punch blasted toward a distant mountain range.
With the Emperor Corpse’s punch, the fist aura condensed by Primordial Power was ferocious. The whole ground quaked and rocks exploded.
A massive pit, three miles long and wide, was smashed into the earth.
The towering mountain range vanished without a trace.
"Excellent!"
Seeing the result, Lin Chang’sheng was very satisfied.
Now controlling Corpse Puppets was as easy as handling a Spirit Treasure—it was like moving his own arm.
His strength had soared alarmingly.
Now, even against Su Changkong at Divinity Transformation Stage, he could crush him without even needing a Grand Array.
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