Supreme Emptiness Chapter 478 - 478 478 Dead Corpse Army

Chapter 478: Chapter 478 Dead Corpse Army Chapter 478: Chapter 478 Dead Corpse Army Although she didn’t interact much with him,

Wu Manyue had already experienced Jiang Fan’s shrewdness.

Kindly leading a burden in the land of demons didn’t seem like sothing Jiang Fan would do.

Jiang Fan cast a friendly smile: “Senior Sister Wu, you’re overthinking.”

“Since I agreed to accompany you, of course I’ll protect you.”

“I have no other intent.”

Hmph!

All cultivators who’ve practiced for thousands of years are like clever foxes. Who are you trying to fool?

Wu Manyue stared at him intently and said, “Can you tell how you learned my puppetry technique?”

This matter…

She cared deeply about it!

Very, very deeply!

Up until now, she couldn’t figure it out.

A fake cultivation technique, why could Jiang Fan actually cultivate it successfully?

It was too unreasonable.

Jiang Fan still wore a gentle smile, like a boy of his age, sunny and innocent:

“Didn’t I just say that?”

“Because senior sister wrote it in detail, junior brother could succeed.”

Wu Manyue bit her silver teeth.

That cultivation technique, does Jiang Fan really have no idea what it was?

Still pretending!

She was now completely sure of her suspicion.

This boy was very smooth.

Trying to get his secrets out so directly was wishful thinking.

However, she insisted on following Jiang Fan, not without a purpose.

“Hmph! Brat, luckily I kept a trump card!”

“You can control the black flag, but there’s my essence blood in the black flag.”

“I’m the real master!”

“If we control it together, the black flag will only listen to my command, not yours!”

“When the ti is right, I’ll let you taste the pain of a puppet backstabbing you!”

Wu Manyue coldly laughed in her heart.

Her things were not so easily taken.

When so danger appeared later, and Jiang Fan needed the help of the puppets,

she would suddenly command the puppets to backstab Jiang Fan.

By then, Jiang Fan, being attacked from both sides, would surely be angered to the point of coughing blood, right?

Thinking about that scene, she trembled with excitent.

“Epilepsy attack?”

Jiang Fan glanced at her.

Wu Manyue’s eyes widened: “You’re the one having an epilepsy attack!”

“I’m… I’m excited because it’s my first ti entering the land of demons.”

Jiang Fan smiled aningfully: “Then you need to be ntally prepared.”

“Don’t get scared stiff when you see sothing strange.”

Hah?

Wu Manyue was amused.

As a disciple of the Heavenly chanism Pavilion, she had experienced far more challenges than Nine-Sect disciples.

This land of demons was not her first visit either.

She had even almost entered the demon race’s heartland once.

Unless encountering that Demon Emperor,

she couldn’t think of anything else that could scare her stiff.

“Then when I stiffen, you’d better hold tight.”

Wu Manyue chuckled.

Two white arms wrapped around Jiang Fan’s neck.

Her soft and full body nestled deeply into his embrace.

A faint fragrance wafted over.

As their movent technique bumped along, she intentionally rubbed against Jiang Fan’s body.

Her face occasionally showed a sly smile.

Jiang Fan’s face turned slightly red.

This damned seductress!

Don’t cry later!

They flew for two full hours.

They had already entered the demon race’s territory for a considerable distance.

Along the way, they encountered five or six scattered demon beasts.

Whether Foundation Establishnt or Core Formation, Jiang Fan killed them all and took their demon cores.

“Whew!”

Jiang Fan exhaled slightly.

Sitting on the corpse of a demon beast, he crossed his legs and began circulating his ntal thod to replenish his spiritual power.

Wu Manyue’s eyes sparkled.

“Junior brother, your spiritual power seems insufficient.”

“When facing danger later, can you still carry swiftly?”

She had finally discovered Jiang Fan’s fatal weakness!

The realm!

No matter how endless Jiang Fan’s thods were, his shortcoming was fatal.

That is, his realm was too low.

This led to his spiritual power being much weaker than Wu Manyue’s.

If they encountered a tough opponent,

Jiang Fan’s spiritual power would soon be exhausted.

At that mont, if she turned against him, Jiang Fan would be badly injured if not killed.

“Don’t worry, no problem.” Jiang Fan said casually.

If he wanted to supplent his spiritual power, he could always swallow a Replenishing Spirit Pill.

The reason he was cultivating to absorb spiritual energy,

was actually to secretly communicate with the evil spirit.

At his speed, they had covered four or five hundred miles within two hours.

Yet he still hadn’t encountered the dead corpse army.

Could it be he was looking in the wrong direction?

“Hey, evil spirit.”

“Senior!”

“Nascent Soul Venerate!”

…

No matter how he called, the evil spirit remained silent.

Jiang Fan couldn’t help but murmur: “Reached Nascent Soul, and has such little tolerance.”

“Already sulking?”

Only then did the evil spirit’s vexed voice co from the Black Mirror:

“It’s easy to talk when you don’t have to do it!”

“Would you be willing to exchange your Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain for so scrap material?”

Jiang Fan rolled his eyes: “Then keep sulking.”

“I didn’t ask anything.”

What’s the joke?

Even if his brain was kicked by a donkey, he wouldn’t make such an exchange.

“Hmph!”

The evil spirit sulked: “Soone as fortunate as you should only go out at noon!”

Hey!

Why start insulting now?

The top-grade spiritual artifact I obtained by my own effort, did it bother you?

“Moreover…”

The evil spirit seed to sense sothing, further irritated:

“I told you to stay away from the dead corpse army. Instead, you ended up underneath their noses!”

“Quickly hang in a conspicuous place.”

“I don’t want to be buried with you in this icy land.”

What?

The dead corpse army was nearby?

Jiang Fan’s heart thumped wildly.

Instantly, he grabbed Wu Manyue and flew to a towering ice pillar.

“What are you doing?”

Wu Manyue was sitting comfortably, eating dry food.

Suddenly being yanked up by Jiang Fan almost choked her.

However,

when she looked down and saw the scene in the basin,

she trembled in fear.

The dry food fell from her mouth, landed on her ample chest, and bounced off.

“What… what is that?”

Wu Manyue stuttered in disbelief.

In that basin was a vast multitude of demon beasts.

Dense, stretching endlessly to the horizon.

Too many to count!

Conservatively estimated, there must be at least a thousand!

That would be enough.

The bodies of these demon beasts were rotten, exuding a nauseating stench that wafted over with the wind.

It made Wu Manyue retch.

Her stomach churned violently, almost regurgitating the dry food she had just eaten.

That would be enough.

So of these demon beasts had rotted to re skeletons!

The eerie thing was,

they were still moving.

Taking steps, heading towards them unhurriedly.

Wu Manyue prided herself on her vast experiences.

The bizarre scene before her still left her shocked.

“They are dead bodies.”

“The dead corpse army commanded by the demon priests!”

Just looking at the vast, unending dead corpse army, Jiang Fan couldn’t help but take a cold breath.

Hearing about it from the evil spirit was one thing.

Seeing it with his own eyes was another!

In the world, there was truly such a terrifying divine skill, able to control dead bodies for battle.

They feared no pain, were ruthless and unafraid of death.

Since they weren’t living beings, they had no weak points.

Killing them was extrely difficult.

Their numbers were overwhelming.

How could they be fought?

A deep weight pressed heavily on his heart.

And hearing it was a corpse army,

Wu Manyue’s entire body trembled uncontrollably, pupils dilating to the limit.

Her voice filled with uncontrollable fear:

“You can’t be saying…”

“That this is the legendary dead corpse army from ancient tis, can you?”