977: Chapter 977: Comprehension of Life and Death, Death Imprint!
977: Chapter 977: Comprehension of Life and Death, Death Imprint!
Carson Flores stood at the edge of the group, fully resisting the assaults of the undead.
Their attacks weren’t particularly potent, but their bones were exceptionally hard.
The incredibly sharp Three Provinces Sword couldn’t even cut through their bones!
In front of Carson was a wave-like sea of undead, with fellow cultivators at his back.
Carson had never anticipated that soone would attack him from behind at such a mont.
The Wind-Thunder Whip fiercely smashed onto Carson’s back.
The radiant Spirit Light of his Purple Mist Garnt flared instantly, reducing the ferocity of the Wind-Thunder Whip’s blow by a great margin.
Though the vicious force didn’t injure Carson, it was enough to send the unguarded Carson flying downward.
Below him was an ocean of undead, like a tidal surge!
Carson glanced back and saw, through a gap in the crowd, those eyes filled with murderous intent.
Liam Malone!
The next second, Carson’s body plumted into the densely packed, wave-like Sea of the Undead, vanishing from sight in an instant.
A look of pleasurable contentnt appeared in Liam’s eyes.
“You, with your Nascent Soul strength, falling into these formidable undead, who are as indestructible as zombies, let’s see if you survive!”
Even if you sohow struggle to escape, by then, everyone else will have already fled into the cave.
Alone outside, with those tide-like undead and a heaven-covering horde of demonic beasts, I don’t believe you can make it out alive!
This is the fate of those who cross !
The team swept past like a ferocious wind.
Although so saw Carson fall into the swarm of undead, at such a mont, everyone was too concerned with their own safety to dare stop and rescue Carson.
How many had been dragged into the swarm of undead along the way?
The large group swiftly crossed miles to reach a massive cave entrance, storming inside as the undead flooded forward, instantly blocking the huge entrance completely.
…
As Carson’s body crashed into the swarm of undead, he didn’t think about going back.
He was in a free fall, with many undead in pursuit!
If he stopped or turned around, he would instantly be torn to shreds by the undead.
To survive, he could only keep moving downward, forward!
Taking advantage of their slow reaction, he passed through them!
Driven by his montum, he plunged swiftly downward, like a cannonball, while behind him, a dense mass of undead chased him like a school of killer sharks.
This plunge imdiately drew the attention of thousands of undead, all madly joining the chase.
Soon, Carson descended thousands of ters.
Below him was a protruding platform, and beyond that, still an abyss that seed bottomless.
Carson’s body landed on the platform, he tossed up his hand, and the long-unused Giant Bell appeared above him.
It rapidly enlarged and then fell, covering him beneath it.
The Giant Bell had one distinct feature – its robustness, which could completely withstand attacks from those at the Nascent Soul Stage.
Carson didn’t know if it could resist the attacks of these undead.
“Ding!”
“Crack!”
“Swipe!”
Pounding, tearing, clawing…
The undead attacked the Giant Bell in various ways, and soon, the first fine crack appeared on its surface.
Carson watched the light seeping through the outside, feeling a chill in his heart.
The Giant Bell couldn’t withstand these undead!
The power of these undead’s attacks was even stronger than that of Nascent Souls!
The Giant Bell wouldn’t last much longer.
What to do next?
It was unfortunate that he returned the Great Displacent Command to Aunt Tang, otherwise, it would be perfect for this situation!
Ten kiloters away might at least allow him to escape this swarm of undead.
More light-perated cracks appeared on the Giant Bell, and the essence of the undead seeped through these gaps.
It was an indescribable essence, or rather, a fluctuation!
They were clearly dead, nothing but skeletons.
How could they suddenly co back to life, exhibiting so semblance of consciousness and combat instinct?
Carson felt this eerie life essence amid the death.
All of a sudden, an ancient voice murmured strange phrases in his mind.
Completely incomprehensible words, yet Carson felt oddly that he suddenly understood.
These phrases all ca from the Life and Death Art that Carson had prematurely learned but couldn’t understand!
The Life and Death Art that his senior brother comprehended for a hundred years and achieved enlightennt in one day!
Death, and yet not truly dead!
Feeling this eerie life essence before him, Carson’s mind seed suddenly enlightened, gaining an unprecedented understanding of “death.”
The gaps in the Giant Bell continued to widen, but Carson suddenly sat down cross-legged, closed his eyes.
“Crack!”
“Crash!”
The Giant Bell gradually shattered, from gaps to cracks, then to breaches.
The breaches grew larger, the undead’s sharp teeth and claws clearly visible, and the flickering ghostfire in their eyes within reach.
Just as the Giant Bell completely shattered, then was utterly overturned, exposing Carson to all the undead, Carson suddenly opened his eyes.
His hands ca together, instantly forming a seal, adopting a strange pose, then he thrust his hands onto his body.
Death Imprint!
Release!
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