Chapter Twenty-Four: The Banner of One Hundred Corpses

  The flames all surged into the skull's mouth, and Qiu Xian Shi's smile grew more intense. When the last flame was swallowed by the skull, Qiu Xian Shi pointed at the skull with his finger and shouted: "Release!"

  Suddenly, large flames spewed out of the skull's mouth and shot towards Wang Fei.

  Wang Fei was taken aback, his face revealing a look of surprise, but he quickly adjusted himself and injected a strand of spiritual energy into the golden light shield.

  In an instant, the golden light of the Golden Shield surged greatly, suddenly expanding and growing to a height of one zhang, enveloping Wang Fei behind it.

  Rumble, the golden shield had just changed when those flames arrived, pouring down on the shield in waves of scorching heat.

  Hardly had he finished this move, Wang Fei felt that his magic was somewhat inadequate, and immediately took out three spiritual crystals from the Lingzhu to recover. At the same time, a faint white light emanated from his right hand, and a piece of frost condensed into being.

  Qiu Xianshi, although slightly stronger than Wang Fei, also consumed a lot of spiritual energy and took out the Ling Crystal to recover his spiritual energy.

  At this moment, the frost in Wang Fei's hand had already condensed, and he took advantage of the opportunity to slap a palm at the skull in front of him. The air was suddenly filled with a large amount of white icy gas.

  Immediately, the white icy air turned into white ice crystals, crazily rushing over and covering the skull, making a crackling sound, with a loud bang, the skull exploded, and the intermediate Skull Ghost Symbol lost its effect.

  At this, Qiu Xian Shi not only did not show a look of surprise, but instead, a cold smile floated up to the corner of his mouth, and with a flick of his sleeve, a small grayish-white flag shot out from within.

  The moment the gray and white small flag appeared, a cold and stern gray and white aura emanated from it. Qiu Xian Shi grasped the small flag in his hand and flapped it towards Wang Fei.

  More grey-white gas was emitted from it, and Wang Fei's eyes narrowed as he discovered that this grey-white gas was actually corpse energy!

  "This person is indeed a demonic cultivator!" Wang Fei secretly thought, his expression becoming increasingly solemn.

  There are many categories of cultivators, including true cultivators, demon cultivators, martial cultivators, and so on. Wang Fei is a celestial cultivator. Between them, there isn't much fundamental difference, it's just the difference in cultivation methods. However, because demon cultivators cultivate ruthless and evil techniques, over time, their nature will be extinguished, their Dao heart unstable, and they'll become the public enemy of the cultivation world.

  The Qiu Xian Master in front of him was indeed a genuine demon cultivator, and his cultivation method mainly relied on corpse energy.

  Qiu Xianshi took out a small flag and chanted an incantation, immediately the flag unfolded, facing the wind and growing to the size of one zhang.

  Immediately afterwards, a greyish-white bony claw tore through the small flag and came out from within. Next, a ferocious-looking skull also poked its head out, followed by its body and two legs, all of which walked out completely.

  It was actually a shriveled corpse!

  Corpse Refining! It's actually a demonic creature obtained by refining the corpses of deceased cultivators.

  Wang Fei's face changed, and he retreated backward, but not because he was afraid of the object. He did this to create an illusion for his opponent, while in his left hand, he grasped a rustic flying sword.

  As expected, Qiu Xian saw Wang Fei's actions and smiled even more wickedly on his face. He pointed at the small flag again, and in an instant, a large amount of yin energy spurted out from it, and four refined corpses walked out from within.

  These zombies have terrifying facial expressions, with green faces and fangs. Although they've been refined, their gender can still be discerned - there are three males and two females.

  Five corpses with eyes exposed and emitting a fierce glow, their hair disheveled, as soon as they appeared, they stretched out their withered ghost claws towards Wang Fei.

  Wang Fei had already condensed a large amount of spiritual energy in his palm, and seeing the corpse pounce over, he quickly released the ancient flying sword.

  Ever since the last time against the enemy Longtooth Beast, Wang Fei felt that this flying sword was extraordinary. The exceptionally sturdy shell of the Longtooth Beast was like broken copper and rotten iron under its attack, unable to withstand a single blow.

  Then, Wang Fei arrived at Feng Zhu Ridge, with a heart eager to rescue his father. He infused the flying sword with a large amount of spiritual energy and discovered that its flight speed was comparable to that of a high-quality magic artifact.

  The higher the rank of a flying sword, the more spiritual power it can withstand, and the greater its might. How could this ordinary flying sword possibly withstand such a massive influx of spiritual energy?

  So, Wang Fei had no choice but to re-examine this thing again, this time with a more determined attitude, pouring a large amount of spiritual energy into it.

  As expected, the ancient flying sword did not disappoint, with a loud hum, it burst out with a bright light, and with a swish, it slashed horizontally at the five refined corpses.

  "Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang! Clang!"

  The ancient flying sword was extremely sharp and suddenly cut off the heads of five refined corpses, which fell to the ground with a thud.

  "What!" Qiu Xian saw this, his face incredulous, and immediately rushed towards Wang Fei viciously, "You stinky brat, you actually destroyed the five refined corpses that I painstakingly refined in my Hundred Corpses Flag! Not only do I want to kill you, but I also want to kill every single person in this village, and let them all become part of my Hundred Corpses Flag!"

  As soon as the words fell, Qiu Xian Shi raised his hand and pointed out a bundle of grayish-white light towards the Bai Shi flag.

  A loud rumble, and a large amount of corpse energy continued to surge out from the Corpse Banner, dispersing with a bang, splitting into five paths, surging towards the scattered remains of the refined corpses, wrapping them up. In the blink of an eye, those corpses disappeared on the spot.

  Then, the Hundred Corpses Flag was raised again, and six refined corpses walked out one after another.

  This time, there were three males and three females. As soon as they appeared, they formed teams of two and shone with a double aura. Their sunken eyes sparkled with rainbow light, shooting twelve beams of light at Wang Fei.

  In response to Qiu Xian's vicious words, Wang Fei was furious and his face turned icy cold. He flipped his palm and five talismans appeared.

  All five talismans were ice-sealing talismans, and as soon as they were raised, the high sky was shrouded in a large amount of icy air, and pieces of snow fell, instantly freezing these corpses.

  "Bastard!"

  Qiu Xianshi's face turned gloomy, his hands transformed into a seal, and a black talisman appeared in his hand, which he threw into the air.

  Suddenly, a black fog spread out and covered the ice layers. The ice layers gradually melted under the erosion of the black fog, and the refined corpses were freed, letting out a shrill cry as they rushed out and continued to pounce on Wang Fei.

  Wang Fei once again manipulated the flying sword in his hand, beheading them one by one.

  However, the astonishing thing reappeared. Those beheaded corpses were wrapped in a grayish-white corpse aura scattered by the Hundred Corpses Flag and disappeared again. The next moment, they emerged from the surface of the Hundred Corpses Flag and crawled out.

  "What kind of evil creature is this hundred corpse banner? The corpses inside seem to be unkillable no matter how they are cut."

  Wang Fei's heart sank, and with a flick of his right hand, several flames shot out, heading towards the refining corpses. However, these refining corpses seemed to be unafraid of the scorching flames and continued to close in.

  "Haha, you undead creature from the Hundred Corpses Banner, you can't be killed and can't be burned, accept your death!"

  Seeing Wang Fei at a loss for a moment, Qiu Xianshi's face revealed a triumphant smile, and he shouted loudly. At the same time, his finger technique pinched, and a black light with rolling toxic gas quickly came towards Wang Fei.

  "Taste the stench of Qiu's rotting corpse!"