Chapter 829: At the Brink

What is this?

The cultivators from the five great families stared blankly at the small, pillar-shaped object, all equally bewildered. No one had ever seen it before, but to everyone's perception, wherever it stood, it seemed to become a black hole, frantically devouring the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within the mystic realm. The entire mystic realm at this moment was like a colossal storm of spiritual energy, grand in its scale.

If left unchecked, the entire mystic realm's spiritual energy would likely be completely consumed, and then the mystic realm itself might collapse.

"What a vicious tactic!" Chu Ruoyu's eyelids twitched violently. He couldn't fathom what deep-seated enmity that outsider had with Silver Serpent Valley to leave behind such a sinister trap.

"Dig it out quickly!" someone yelled in anger.

Immediately, someone stepped forward, attempting to pull the Heavenly Secret Pillar from the ground. They expected it to be an easy task, yet even when the cultivator exerted all his strength, he couldn't budge the Heavenly Secret Pillar an inch. Someone nearby, disbelieving, went to assist, but the result was the same.

"Oh no, this object is connected to the earth's ley lines; it's impossible to move!"

Finally, a knowledgeable elderly cultivator saw through the mystery. There was no reason for such a small object to be unmovable by several cultivators. There could only be one explanation: it was closely connected to the earth's ley lines. To move it would be equivalent to moving Silver Serpent Valley's entire ley line system.

This was simply beyond human capability! "It's over!" A horrifying thought emerged in everyone's mind. Every single cultivator present stumbled, their faces turning pale.

"What hatred, what grievance!" Chu Ruoyu's eyes were bloodshot. He truly couldn't understand when or where they had offended that young man to provoke him to such actions.

It wasn't just the cultivators in Silver Serpent Valley who were terrified and despairing. The same was true on Mount Sumeru's side. Liu Zhiguan had only recently died, and the various families of Mount Sumeru had been busy contending for the position of Mountain Lord. This matter had not yet settled when the anomaly occurred. While the cultivators of Silver Serpent Valley's five great families realized the Heavenly Secret Pillar's extraordinary nature and its potential consequences, the cultivators of Mount Sumeru also discovered it.

As for the Ziwei Dao Palace, they didn't react much. For this great battle, Ziwei Dao Palace had almost gone all out. Any cultivator with even a slight cultivation base had already been dispatched. Those remaining were either old, weak, or ailing soldiers, or ordinary people who had never cultivated. Therefore, although the spiritual peak where Lu Ye and his companions had previously resided was filled with immense commotion, no one dared to investigate easily.

Within the four great mystic realms, as the Heavenly Secret Pillars absorbed the spiritual energy from the earth's ley lines like whales, the seals shattered. The small Heavenly Secret Pillars grew rapidly in the wind, like four bamboo shoots bursting from the earth, swiftly enlarging and then standing tall between heaven and earth. These were definitely the tallest Heavenly Secret Pillars Lu Ye and his companions had ever seen. The Heavenly Secret Pillars in the Nine Provinces were all of the same standard size, roughly one person tall. However, the Heavenly Secret Pillars emerging from the four great mystic realms at this moment had long surpassed human height and were still growing wildly as they devoured vast amounts of spiritual energy from heaven and earth. On the surface of the Heavenly Secret Pillars, intricate and complex patterns flickered in and out of existence, like streaks of flowing light wandering across them.

The exhaustion of the earth's ley lines then triggered a series of uncontrolled consequences. The greatest fear of Silver Serpent Valley and Mount Sumeru came to pass: the mystic realms, which had always drifted aimlessly in the void, were suddenly exposed to the world, their gates wide open!

When this news reached the ears of the many powerful family members in Silver Serpent Valley and Mount Sumeru, the entire group felt as though the sky had fallen. For so many years, their ability to remain unaffected by the corpse calamity of the Peerless Continent was entirely due to the unique nature of the mystic realms. As long as they hid within the mystic realms, the Corpse Race couldn't touch them. Even on normal days, when opening the gates, they were extremely cautious, trying their best to avoid leaving any traces for the Corpse Race to discover. The mystic realms' uniqueness was their greatest protection. But now, this layer of protection, maintained for a millennium, suddenly ceased to exist. They, along with the entire mystic realms, were exposed to the Peerless Continent, which was undoubtedly a fatal blow to them.

Inside the four great mystic realms, the four Heavenly Secret Pillars grew to a height of nearly ten zhang before finally stopping. In a short time, the earth's ley lines within the four great mystic realms were almost completely consumed, and the spiritual energy of heaven and earth within the realms became so thin it was almost imperceptible.

On the spiritual peak where the Heavenly Secret Pillar was placed, within the Hun Tian Sacred Temple Mystic Realm, the Eight-Man Kyushu Team fought valiantly, bathed in blood. The situation was precarious. Their mission for this trip had been accomplished. With the Heavenly Secret Pillar now in place, moving it again was impossible, even if Golden Corpse King Shisha exerted all his strength, he wouldn't be able to. What Lu Ye and the others needed to do now, naturally, was to break through the encirclement and leave this place quickly!

The eight individuals had been continuously striving. However, coming was easy, but leaving was far from simple. A massive horde of corpses had completely surrounded the eight individuals, sealing off all avenues of escape, both above and below. In such a situation, every step was practically impossible. Yang Yuan and Ju Jia, bearing the greatest pressure, had their entire bodies flushed red, looking like boiled crabs—a sign of their surging vital energy. Everyone had sustained injuries of varying degrees. The current situation was nothing short of a desperate plight for the eight of them.

"Save me!"

Suddenly, a cry of alarm rang out. It was Ying Wuji who was the first to face a life-threatening situation. In the current situation, his abilities as a ghost cultivator were difficult to utilize. His direct combat capability was ultimately a step behind the others. Although Ju Jia's cultivation was lower than his, Ju Jia was a body cultivator with extraordinary talent, tough skin, and thick flesh. His self-preservation ability was stronger than Lu Ye's, considering the entire team.

The Corpse Race, naturally, targeted him, seeing him as a breakthrough point. In particular, the Silver Corpse Commanders and Iron Corpse Commanders, hiding within the horde and waiting for opportunities, had launched surprise attacks on Ying Wuji more than once. Previously, their combined efforts had thwarted these attacks, but this time, the others simply couldn't spare a hand.

Ying Wuji instinctively cried for help. In a daze, he was enveloped by immense terror. Not far in front of him, a Silver Corpse Commander with silver glowing pupils lunged forward, causing him immense pain. He tried to retreat but couldn't. At this instant of life and death, he instinctively opened his mouth and loudly exclaimed: "Crimson blood flows through the ages!"

The moment the words left his mouth, a large hand was already on his shoulder, pulling him forcefully, causing him to soar into the air, narrowly avoiding the Silver Corpse Commander's fatal blow. From the corner of his eye, a fiery red saber light flashed and vanished, followed by a faint voice.

"Devotion shines for ten thousand years!"

Ying Wuji was stunned for a moment; he had never known there was a second half to that phrase. Lu Qing and the others were speechless. In such a tense and critical moment, what kind of antics were these two up to, still having the leisure to recite couplets?

"Roar!" An enraged roar rang out. The Silver Corpse Commander, whose arm had just been injured by the Mountain-Shattering Saber, immediately retreated into the corpse horde, disappearing from sight. Only continuous low growls and roars indicated his inner fury and apprehension.

However, before Lu Ye could catch his breath, an immense sense of danger suddenly enveloped him. At that instant, his perception was amplified to its limit. As he suddenly turned his head, he saw an unremarkable zombie in the corpse horde punching towards him. It was seemingly just a simple, unadorned punch, yet it carried a feeling of heaven and earth collapsing, striking him head-on. In the zombie's eyes, a golden light flashed.

Lu Ye raised his saber and slashed towards it. His saber-wielding right arm bulged momentarily, and in that instant, three slashes descended: "Flash!" and "Consecutive Slash!" To deal with such sudden crises, these simple combat techniques were the most effective. While the first form of the Hegemon's Saber was indeed powerful, he didn't have enough time to gather spiritual energy to activate it at this moment.

The Mountain-Shattering Saber, enhanced with a Sharpness spiritual pattern, landed on the opponent. However, unlike before, it didn't slice through easily or prove irresistible. It merely left a shallow wound on the Corpse Race member's body, and through the wound, golden glowing bones came into view. Meanwhile, the opponent's punch landed squarely on Lu Ye's chest. Lu Ye felt his heart stop beating for an instant. His body flew backward like a tattered sack, crashing heavily into the startled Ying Wuji behind him, sending him stumbling with a cry of alarm.

Having succeeded with one move, the Corpse Race member pressed on, intending to finish him off. "Dream on!" Lan Ziyi, who was nearby, finally freed her hands at this moment. With both sabers dancing, her entire being transformed almost into a spinning top. Streaks of saber light poured down like a furious storm, continuously slashing out. And Mu Qingyun arrived, wielding her flying sword, its light sharp and piercing.

Clanging sounds rang out, and Lan Ziyi's beautiful eyes changed color. At that instant, she felt as if she wasn't striking a Corpse Race member, but an extremely durable treasure. The sensation from her strikes made her realize that this opponent's body was incredibly tough, almost unbelievably so. A withered, large hand pierced through the furious saber blades and piercing sword light. The most primal and ancient double fists struck simultaneously. Lan Ziyi stumbled backward, and Mu Qingyun's human-sword fusion was broken, her aura trembling.

"Golden Corpse King!"

Only at this moment did Lu Qing's voice ring out, recognizing the identity of this seemingly unremarkable Corpse Race member. Legend had it that Shisha was originally an ordinary disciple of the Hun Tian Sacred Temple, but after the Cataclysm on the Peerless Continent, he encountered some unknown fate and transformed into a Corpse Race member. He was the first Corpse Race member on the entire Peerless Continent, and all Corpse Race members in this realm today developed from him as their origin.

For a thousand years, Ziwei Dao Palace had always considered slaying the Golden Corpse King as their most important mission, and they had initiated attacks numerous times. But not a single attempt had ever succeeded. Those Dao Palace cultivators who died in battle hadn't even seen the Golden Corpse King's face. It was utterly tragic. Earlier, when the Golden Corpse King's aura revived and permeated the air, everyone knew this was undoubtedly an overlord-level existence. Only now, after clashing, did they discover that even among overlord-level beings, the Golden Corpse King was absolutely top-tier! As the first Corpse Race member on the Peerless Continent, a millennium of dormancy and recuperation had allowed his strength to grow to an incredible degree.

Lu Ye was caught off guard, repelled and injured. Lan Ziyi and Mu Qingyun, who came to his aid, also failed to make any impact. The unremarkable Golden Corpse King was now like a torrent, tearing open a gap in the Kyushu Team's formation, carrying with him the terrifying power to obliterate everything.

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