Chapter 21: The Evil Corpse Ghost (Part 2)

  The powerful force within him was surging violently, the mixed energy had been pushed to its limits by Hailong, and the land beneath his feet was rapidly passing by. With deep sorrow and intense killing intent, he soon saw a tribe consisting of hundreds of tents, surrounded by countless sharp fences. Hundreds of zombies were trying to rush into the fence, while people inside were using various tools that could be used as weapons to block the zombies' impact from the fence. However, those zombies had no life and did not know what death was, relying on their stronger strength and bodies that were not easily damaged, they continued to charge. The tribe's people were limited in physical strength after all, although they took turns blocking, but from their tired expressions, the zombies would eventually break through the barrier. At that time, everyone here would become like them. Seeing this scene, Hailong was boiling with rage, he knew that the hidden corpse demon nearby had not let go of this tribe, and he had arrived.

  "Ah——" A long, clear whistle echoed through the air as the dragon, clad in star-blue armor, soared into the sky. With a few swift movements, it had already reached the outer perimeter of the enclosure. The red glow of the Blood Eight Trigrams exploded, and three zombies were blown to smithereens. The dragon flew up again, its enlarged iron rod flashing out with a burst of power, sending seven or eight zombie heads flying in all directions, their yellow-green brains splattering everywhere. Without their heads, they could only fall to the ground in defeat, but even so, they continued to twitch and convulse. The dragon had fully entered a state of frenzy, its iron rod and Blood Eight Trigrams unleashing their full might. Over a hundred zombies were rapidly dwindling in number under its frenzied assault, and the people of the tribe felt an immense pressure lifted from them as they stared in shock at the blue figure that seemed almost like a dream.

  Although he only had the initial cultivation of Fuhu, it was enough to deal with this ordinary zombie. As the number of zombies decreased, Hai Long's body was filled with a strong killing intent due to the influence of the Blood Eight Trigrams' evil energy. At this moment, a loud roar echoed, and the remaining thirty or so zombies retreated in unison, a massive evil aura spreading forth. Hai Long immediately felt a surge of oppression in his chest, thinking: He's here. Indeed, his judgment was correct, a tall figure, with each jump spanning tens of meters, rapidly approached from not far away. It was him, the Corpse Ghost that Hai Long had been searching for.

  This corpse demon was originally a notorious thief in the Central Plains, because every time he robbed and killed all the people who were robbed, causing public outrage. In the situation where he could not stand in the Central Plains, he relied on his good martial arts skills to escape to the Western Regions. Later, he inadvertently obtained a book about the corpse demon's cultivation method. The book did not explain the harm of cultivating the corpse demon. In great joy, he chose to cultivate recklessly. After several years passed, although his power had increased many times compared to before, he also became like an undead creature, with no human signs left on his body. At the same time, because he cultivated the corpse demon, he became even more cruel and brutal. To obtain even greater power, he continued to cultivate without stopping, until now, he has been cultivating for ten years. Recently, he found that his cultivation had always stagnated and could not break through to the Corpse Elixir realm. He knew it was because he did not absorb enough of the living person's energy, so he targeted this tribe closest to him. As long as he reached the Corpse Elixir realm, he could spit out mist-like corpse poison to attack his enemies, greatly increasing his strength. While spying, he killed the eldest son of Sha...

  Watching the enemy's approach, Hailong cautiously took out the Phantom Dragon from his bosom and turned back to shout at the people in the tribe: "All of you retreat to your own tents, my presence here is enough."

  "Is that so? You're enough?" A hoarse and unpleasant voice rose, the corpse stood twenty meters in front of the sea dragon. At first glance, he didn't look as disgusting as those other zombies, wearing a grayish-black robe, withered yellow hair hanging on his shoulders, his exposed hands were thin, long fingernails gleaming with a faint green light, and a dangerous aura kept emanating from him.

  The dragon's heart skipped a beat, and he let out a loud roar, "Listen to my orders, search!" A yellow light flashed by, and the corpse ghost's body trembled slightly. A shallow yellow glow flashed before the dragon's eyes. He couldn't help but take in a breath of cold air; this corpse ghost had reached a realm equivalent to that of Daozu, although it definitely wouldn't fly, it was two realms higher than himself - could he handle it? As he drummed up courage in his heart, the dying gaze of Sha Si reappeared before the dragon's eyes. That gaze brought him boundless bravery, and with a tightened grip on the small iron rod in his hand, the dragon steeled himself to kill the evil corpse ghost in front of him.

  The corpse ghost said with some surprise: "So you're a cultivator, no wonder you dare to interfere in my business. However, it seems that your cultivation is not very deep either. I cultivate the corpse ghost, and my target is ordinary people in this tribe. I don't want to be an enemy of you cultivators, so if you know what's good for you, leave immediately and pretend nothing happened before. Otherwise, don't blame me for being rude." Although his body had turned into a zombie, he was very cunning and knew that with his cultivation as a corpse ghost, he absolutely could not provoke the cultivators. Once a powerful cultivator came, he would only have a completely destroyed outcome.

  "It's already been decided, the Sea Dragon won't regret this. He furiously rebuked: 'Corpse Ghost, you dare to wreak havoc among humans here, aren't you afraid of heavenly punishment? Today I will take the place of heaven and thoroughly eliminate you.'"

  The corpse ghost burst into a loud laugh, "Replace the heavens and walk the path? With just you? Looking at your appearance, I'm afraid you don't even have a yuan infant, how can you fight me. Ah, sucking the life energy of a cultivator is better than that of hundreds of ordinary humans. Since you're delivering yourself to my doorstep, then I won't be polite." As soon as he finished speaking, his tall and sturdy body stiffly flew towards Hai Long at an extremely fast speed. Although his movements looked clumsy, they were incredibly swift. In almost the blink of an eye, he had already arrived in front of Hai Long. Hai Long didn't dare to be careless, and with a raise of his hand, a red glow shot out. A one-foot diameter red light heavily struck the corpse ghost's chest. With a loud boom, the corpse ghost's body flew backward, and Hai Long was instantly overjoyed. He hadn't expected it to be so easy. However, when the corpse ghost's figure stabilized, Hai Long's heart sank. The Blood Eight Trigrams that had never failed against ordinary zombies had lost its effect. Although the corpse ghost's clothes were torn with a large hole in the chest, the iron-black skin inside was completely unscathed.

  "Hmph, you little brat, do you think your broken magic treasure can harm my iron body? I think you're looking for death. Although we undead cannot use magical artifacts like you cultivators, our bodies are indestructible. Let's see how many times that red light of yours can be released." With that, his body flickered with a ghostly aura as he charged forward once again.

  Hai Long's eyes flashed with a fierce glint, and this time he didn't use the Blood Eight Trigrams. Instead, he directly swung his small iron club at the Corpse Ghost. The Corpse Ghost let out a cold laugh and stretched out its emaciated hand to grab the head of the iron club. However, it had miscalculated this time. Anyone facing the iron club would be met with an unstoppable force of ten thousand kilograms. With a loud crash, the Corpse Ghost's body was actually smashed into the ground, and the sound of its bones shattering echoed clearly through the air.

  With a stick, the corpse ghost was knocked into the ground. The sea dragon was suddenly very excited, "What's the point of being invincible? It's still been beaten flat by me! Hmph!" In fact, if he had chased up at this time and used the small iron stick to give the corpse ghost another hit on the head, he could have taken his life under the corpse ghost's carelessness. However, after feeling pleased with himself, the sea dragon misjudged the situation, and this mistake almost cost him his life.

  In the midst of a deafening explosion, the spot where the corpse was smashed into the ground suddenly erupted, and a large amount of dust blocked Ha Long's line of sight. His chest hurt, and his body violently recoiled, with blue light flashing before his eyes. The sound of cracking echoed continuously, and under the tremendous force, Ha Long crashed through a large section of fence, rolling on the ground several times before stabilizing his body. He saw in terror that the corpse was slowly emerging from the dust, step by step, its right arm dangling limply at its side, clearly already crippled. The red eyes of the corpse flashed with ferocity, and it had become completely frenzied.

  The star-blue armor on the sea dragon's body was much duller than before, and it had used its own energy to protect the sea dragon's body. Otherwise, just the previous full-force blow from the corpse would have been enough to take his life. The spot where he was hit in the chest was exactly where the heart was, and the Inverse Mirror emitted a warm energy that protected the sea dragon's body from within. If it had relied solely on the star-blue armor, the sea dragon wouldn't have died, but at this point, he would have lost all ability to resist. Without time to think carefully, he hastily used the Blood Eight Trigrams to emit a red light and shock back the incoming corpse, rolling on the ground before getting up. The star-blue armor had taken away a large amount of the sea dragon's magic power during its previous defense, adding to the consumption from dealing with the zombies earlier, and wave after wave of weakness invaded the sea dragon's body.

  The corpse ghost rubbed his chest, which had been hit, and said with hatred: "You dare to cut off my arm, today I won't tear you apart to feed the undead, I'm not a corpse ghost." The shadow suddenly accelerated, and the corpse ghost displayed his skills to the limit. For a time, Ha Long felt that all around him were the shadows of the corpse ghost, and he didn't know how to respond. Unable to find the corpse ghost's exact attack route, he could only wildly swing the small iron club in his hand, but how could this hit the corpse ghost? Just as he was panicking, a sharp, cold wind suddenly came from behind his head. Before Ha Long could dodge, the corpse ghost's sharp claws had already grabbed his skull. As it happened, Ha Long had the Star Blue Armor for defense on his body, but there was nothing on his head, making it the best target to attack.

  In the midst of crisis, the Inverse Heaven Mirror played its role as a sacred artifact. Although Ha Long's cultivation was far from enough to drive it, its defensive power was fully displayed. A flash of silver light, and the Corpse Ghost felt like he had grabbed an iron ball, a scorching sensation spreading through his palm into his body. The immortal energy was his nemesis, and he let out a miserable cry as he opened his hand.

  Ha Long wouldn't miss this opportunity, grabbing the small iron rod with both hands and swinging it with force. With a loud crash, the Corpse Ghost was instantly knocked out of the tribe. In fact, if it were a Dao solidification period cultivator, even with the protection of the Inverse Heaven Mirror, Ha Long would still have suffered heavy damage.

  After all, he couldn't yet unleash one-thousandth of the mirror's power. But the Corpse Ghost was unlucky - corpse energy feared immortal energy and Buddhist energy the most, both of which Ha Long possessed in his body. Under the sudden invasion, he instantly went from having the upper hand to being at a disadvantage.

  Although the Corpse Ghost was invaded by immortal energy, this time he didn't collide head-on with the small iron rod. Instead, he floated away with the rod's powerful impact, flying out for over a hundred meters before stopping. His fingernails had all disappeared, and his entire arm flashed with silver light.

  Hailong was overjoyed in his heart, secretly thinking: This Inverted Heaven Mirror is indeed a treasure. If it weren't for this mirror, I would have been finished off by now. Since the Inverted Heaven Mirror can protect my body, what else do I have to worry about? With this thought, he dispersed all of his remaining magical powers throughout his body and, wielding the small iron rod, rapidly chased after the Corpse Ghost.

  The corpse demon struggled to use its own corpse energy and fairy spirit energy to resist, fortunately, it only got a little stained, otherwise, at this time, it would have turned into flying ash. But even so, his movement speed was still much slower, he didn't dare attack the sea dragon, let out a painful roar, turned around and ran away. The remaining zombies lost control of the corpse demon, standing in place, shaking and swaying, unsure of what to do.

  The corpse ghost's speed was indeed astonishing, and Hailong's full-force pursuit couldn't get close. With a sudden movement in his heart, Hailong took out a teacup from the Qiankun ring, which was one of the items he had purchased in Tongyuan City, preparing to give it as a gift when he returned. Holding the staff in his left hand, he suddenly accelerated, narrowing the distance between himself and the corpse ghost by several meters. Using the stone-throwing technique he had played with "Little Smart" before, the teacup was thrown fiercely at the corpse ghost's feet. The corpse ghost was advancing with a jumping motion, and Hailong thought that as long as he disrupted its footsteps, he would be able to catch up.

  With a loud crash, the teacup turned into a pile of fragments. Although Hailong infused his magic into it, it was useless against the corpse ghost's steel-like defense, and didn't slow him down at all. Looking at the corpse ghost who had pulled away again, Hailong gritted his teeth and drew out another strand of magic from what remained, pouring it into the Blood Eight Trigrams. With a loud crash, the corpse ghost's legs were shaken loose and flew up into the air. Under the force of the impact, its body suddenly flipped over onto its back. Hailong let out a long whistle and floated upwards, his hands tightly gripping the small iron club. Like opening up the heavens and splitting the earth, he heavily struck the corpse ghost's chest. The corpse ghost's body, which had been flying upwards, was instantly smashed into the ground. Hailong wouldn't make the same mistake again, and with another club strike, he smashed open the corpse ghost's skull. The splashing blood and flesh were all blocked by the blue light emitted by the Star Blue Armor, and couldn't pollute his body.

  I'll post this chapter early today for everyone to see, I'm going to take a long nap this afternoon. The upload will continue tomorrow.