studiobondurri Chapter 909 The Corpse is in Hand
Chapter 909 The Corpse is in Hand
Nanzhou Holy Flame Island, in the Holy Flame Realm.
Shi Man laughed loudly as he looked at Pan Chengfeng, who had been hit by his ultimate move: "You brat! Did you really think I was afraid of you? I was just feigning weakness!"
The power of this attack was no less than that of a full-force strike from a cultivator in the early stages of the Nascent Soul realm. No matter how powerful Pan Chengfeng was, he would have little chance of survival if struck by this attack.
Seeing the mushroom cloud soaring into the sky, Xin'er burst into tears and desperately tried to rush into the center of the explosion.
But the Beast Taming Sect cultivator beside Xin'er pulled her back and advised, "Uncle-Master, let's escape before the Corpse Barbarians react, otherwise none of us will be able to get away later."
Xin'er struggled desperately, but she was only at the Nascent Soul stage and couldn't break free.
Just then, Li Ke returned with seven or eight hundred cultivators from the Ghost Control Sect.
They originally planned to join forces to deal with the Corpse Barbarians, but unexpectedly witnessed Pan Chengfeng being killed.
In an instant, Li Kesheng had the idea of escaping.
The power of the spells used by the Corpse Barbarian was something no one here could withstand.
Li Ke was struggling with his thoughts when he suddenly heard Xin'er crying.
Gritting his teeth, Li Ke suppressed his urge to escape and quickly arrived at the Beast Taming Sect's group.
Seeing that several cultivators were holding onto Xin'er and they couldn't persuade her no matter what they did, Li Ke sighed inwardly.
He knew how good the relationship was between the two, and that Xin'er definitely wouldn't be able to accept it all at once.
So, with a heavy heart, he was about to knock Xin'er unconscious and take her away when he noticed that Xin'er had suddenly stopped struggling and was staring blankly at the sky.
Following Xin'er's gaze, Li Ke saw a figure plummeting down from mid-air with a 'whoosh' before crashing to the ground with a 'boom'.
There was silence.
A sense of unease rose in Shi Man's heart. He thought to himself, "Even if my ultimate move didn't shatter him into pieces, it shouldn't have only damaged his clothes, right?"
Since everyone here is a cultivator, they naturally know that such a spell would definitely blast a person into dust if it hits them.
But Pan Chengfeng's 'corpse' was completely intact, although his clothes were torn and he was covered in blood, but...
As everyone was lost in thought, a cough suddenly came from the deep crater created by the 'corpse'.
"Cough cough cough..." Everyone was startled.
Xin'er shouted joyfully, "Riding the wind!!!"
After shouting, Xin'er shook off the two hands that were holding her and leaped into the deep pit.
With a sweep of her divine sense, Xin'er found Pan Chengfeng in the deep pit.
Pan Chengfeng was coughing, one hand on the ground and the other clutching his chest. When he saw Xin'er arrive, he quickly pretended to be fine and said, "Xin'er, what are you doing here? Didn't you say you'd leave everything to me?"
Xin'er suddenly threw herself onto Pan Chengfeng's back, sobbing, "I...I...Waaah~~"
Pan Chengfeng stroked Xin'er, who was leaning on his shoulder, and said, "I'm fine, aren't I alright? Why are you crying?"
Xin'er was terrified.
After some comforting, Xin'er finally stopped crying.
In the Dongzhou team, Chen Jie and Ye Qinqin were also covering their mouths and sobbing. They had been terrified just now.
Her mind went blank, and now that she knew Pan Chengfeng was alright, she couldn't hold back her tears any longer, and they flowed down her cheeks.
There was another person who was also terrified, and that was a man, Li Ke.
Li Ke was now thankful that he hadn't run away, otherwise he didn't know how Pan Chengfeng would have retaliated against him.
To be honest, he wasn't that afraid of Pan Chengfeng before, but after spending more time with Pan Chengfeng and getting to know him better, he started to be a little afraid of him.
Because Pan Chengfeng is narrow-minded and vindictive, if Li Ke dares to abandon Xin'er and run away, Pan Chengfeng will definitely make him wish he were dead.
All the cultivators present could sense Pan Chengfeng's aura, and Shi Man was no exception.
Although his face was gloomy, he was more afraid than anything else. That attack was a combined attack from him and Fushi, and it was a full-force attack.
A strike comparable to the full power of the early stage of the Fusion Realm failed to kill Pan Chengfeng, so how could Shi Man remain calm?
But he was the head of the Corpse Demon Sect, and the sect cultivators present needed his leadership. He had to remain calm, or all the sect cultivators here would die.
Pan Chengfeng patted Xin'er's shoulder and said, "Alright, the battle isn't over yet. I've suffered such a huge loss, I have to get it back no matter what."
Pan Chengfeng stood up and took a deep breath. His internal organs ached slightly, but he could still hold on. Only Pan Chengfeng himself knew how terrifying a body cultivator was.
Pan Chengfeng leaped out of the deep pit, looked at the still-dazed Corpse Barbarian, and shouted, "Fellow Daoist Corpse, what a cunning scheme! You actually made me suffer such a huge loss!!"
As he spoke, Pan Chengfeng's magical power began to gather, and a rumbling sound rang out from within his body.
Shi Man was greatly alarmed and hurriedly shouted, "Fellow Daoist Pan, wait!"
Realizing that Pan Chengfeng's attack was no small matter, Shi Man did not hesitate and decisively admitted defeat, saying, "I admire your strength, fellow Daoist. Didn't you want my Corpse-Taming Technique? Here you go!"
Pan Chengfeng was stunned. He really didn't expect that Shi Man would give him the corpse. The reason he said that before was that he didn't intend to let them go.
But now that Shi Man has brought it up himself, Pan Chengfeng is at a loss for what to do.
Pan Chengfeng asked doubtfully, "Are you really willing to give me the corpse? Or are you just trying to buy time?"
Shi Man said calmly, "Within the Holy Flame Realm, there are only a handful of people who have the strength to fight Fellow Daoist Pan."
Those few are still tens of thousands of miles away. Can I, this young master, delay them for five or six hours? Or can Fellow Daoist Pan wait that long?
Pan Chengfeng agreed with this, and said, "Alright, give me the corpse, and I'll let you go!"
Shi Man gritted his teeth and said, "The corpses are extremely precious. Even my sect only has ten. Fellow Daoist Pan, don't you need to give me a guarantee?"
Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Alright, I'll give you a guarantee. As long as you hand over the corpse to me, I'll let you leave. If you go back on your word, I'll make sure you're haunted by inner demons and die a horrible death."
After saying that, Pan Chengfeng beckoned to Shi Man with his finger.
Shi Man reluctantly touched the corpse, then closed his eyes and pushed it toward Pan Chengfeng.
Pan Chengfeng caught the corpse with one hand, scanned it several times with his spiritual sense, and found nothing unusual. Then he happily put the corpse into his storage bracelet.
Shi Man sighed softly and said, "Now that I've given you the Corpse, can we leave?"
Pan Chengfeng chuckled and said, "Let's go, let's go. Remember this next time, don't be so stupid as to be taken advantage of again."
The Western Continent monks left.
Pan Chengfeng released his divine sense and saw that they had already gone far away. He breathed a sigh of relief, and his eyes began to blur.
Then he looked up and spat out a mouthful of blood mixed with his internal organs, and then he knew nothing more.
After the Corpse Demon Sect team from the Western Continent had traveled 100,000 meters away, some members began to whisper among themselves.
Corpse Barbarian's cousin, Corpse Eagle, flew to his side and said, "Cousin, why didn't you fight them just now? That Pan Chengfeng must be..."
'Pfft~' Before Corpse Eagle could finish speaking, Corpse Barbarian spat out a mouthful of blood.
Corpse Eagle was shocked and quickly took out healing pills for Corpse Barbarian. Corpse Barbarian shook his head and said, "Let's find a place to rest first."
The members of the Corpse Demon Sect casually found a place to rest.
Corpse Eagle helped Corpse Barbarian sit down and asked with concern, "Cousin, are you alright?"
Looking at his worried cousin, Shi Man slowly said, "I know Pan Chengfeng is putting on a brave face, but I'm not much better off."
After a series of chases and fierce battles, everyone's magical power was almost exhausted, and with that final blow... I, this young master, now have no strength left even for a single strike.
Corpse Eagle thought to himself, "So that's how it is." But he still asked, "But there's no need to give him the corpse, is there?"
Shi Man smiled faintly: "It's just a corpse. Although it's precious, our Shi Kui Sect can still refine another one with some time."
Moreover, although he obtained the Corpse Control Technique, he does not possess my sect's Corpse Control Technique, so even if he did, he could not unleash even 30% of its power.
"And with the Ghost Control Sect back, if a fight breaks out, I have a way to escape, but what about you? Trading a corpse for your lives is worthwhile."
"I see." Corpse Eagle finally understood Corpse Barbarian's good intentions.
These people are all elites of the Corpse Demon Sect. Training them is much more expensive than refining a corpse. The choice is self-evident.
With a wave of his hand, Shi Man conjured up a corpse, which was none other than the physical body of Lei Jieming, the patriarch of the Thunderfire Sect.
Corpse Barbarian looked at Lei Jieming's physical body and chuckled, "Fortunately, I was prepared in advance. I can use this body to do some simple refining first, and deal with the situation in the Holy Flame Realm."
Corpse Eagle hurriedly said, "Even with a simple refining process, it will take a year. What about Nangong Tian?"
Corpse Barbarian sneered, "The Corpse Demon Sect and the Purple Gold Mansion are partners, not their lackeys."
Tell them, I'm not getting involved in the matter of the Demon-Companion Grass. Let him go and fight the cultivators of the Eastern Continent himself!