Chapter 45: Corpse King's Dignity

  "Tribe leader... The tribe leader was killed by him, we... are going to fight them..."

  The elderly tribe leader was highly respected and admired by the villagers, but when they saw him being killed by Tu Jiao Jiao, their eyes turned red with rage. Dozens of them turned around and ran back, their eyes blazing as they charged towards Tu Jiao Jiao to fight her to the death. However, in the face of their desperate attempts, Tu Jiao Jiao merely smiled disdainfully. Without needing to say a word, the four elders had already ordered two corpse demons to block their path, resulting in a bloody massacre.

  "Stop!"

  Just then, a cold shout suddenly came, the sound waves rolled, and directly swept through the entire village.

  The villagers' emotions of fear, panic, sadness and despair were shaken away by the sound for a moment, and they burst into tears of joy.

  "It's Meng Shaoye...Meng Shaoye has come back to save us..."

  "We're saved! Meng Xiaoxiao has come to slay the evil Taoist..."

  Among the crowd's cries filled with mixed emotions of grief and joy, Meng Xuan charged into the village with endless rage.

  On his shoulder, a white-whiskered and white-browed yellow fox crouched, while behind him followed an iron-armored iron man, who was none other than Bao Pan.

  At this time, Meng Xuan's angry eyebrows were twisted, and a cold killing intent shot out of his eyes.

  The momentum has reached its peak, the sword of beheading is already in hand, with an expression that chooses people to behead.

  "Brutes! Real brutes! How can you slaughter and massacre a village like this without fearing that it will harm your moral integrity? Will it ruin the foundation of your Tao?"

  When Meng Xuan arrived, the four elders whistled and summoned the two corpses back to their side. Then they asked Tu Jiao in a low voice: "Jiao Jiao, is this guy who suddenly appeared halfway the one who killed you? Since he's still alive, I'm afraid the Taiyin Corpse Demon..."

  The three elders were even more urgent and directly asked Meng Xuan, "That little brat, where is the Taiyin Corpse Demon? Was it beheaded by you?"

  Actually, Bao Pan is just the iron man beside Meng Xuan, but its aura was covered by the symbols on the iron armor, so they couldn't recognize it. This also shows that Meng Xuan's method is very successful, even professional corpse cultivators like them can't see through Bao Pan's identity, let alone ordinary people. On the other hand, those two corpse demons looked at Bao Pan with a vigilant expression, appearing extremely wary.

  But as Meng Xuan appeared, Tú Jiāo and the other two people's attention was focused on him, without noticing the abnormality of the Corpse Demon.

  "I don't know where the corpse demon is, but there will be several corpses..."

  Meng Xuan held the inverted sword in his hand, coldly pointing at the three people, and shouted in a cold voice: "Today, Meng Xuan will behead all of you!"

  "Hmph, with merely a cultivation of True Qi at the 8th level, you dare to speak nonsense in front of me?"

  "Seize him and interrogate him under severe torture about the whereabouts of Taiyin Corpse Demon!"

  The four elders responded in unison, holding their talismans and pointing them at the two corpses, which immediately pounced out.

  "Death..."

  Meng Xuan let out a loud roar, his true energy surging forth. The Inverse Sword on top had already violently burst out with over a zhang of sword energy, and with one slash...

  "Hmmph..."

  Two corpses seemed to have gained spirituality, agilely dodging and turning, but were still struck by the sword energy. The place where they were hit was splashed with corpse water, revealing a miserable wound, but surprisingly their bodies were not split open by the sword energy, showing the strong defensive power of the demon corpses. After this sword strike, they rushed to Meng Xuan's front, their sharp and highly toxic claws swiping at his head, fierce and brutal.

  "The undead's defensive strength is simply too powerful, my sword energy isn't enough to cut through their bodies..."

  Meng Xuanxin made up his mind that the most secure thing for him to do now was to find an opportunity to extract their magic energy.

  However, the two corpses were one in front and one behind, one on the left and one on the right, coordinating with each other, but Meng Xuan did not have a good opportunity to make a move.

  When extracting the demonic energy from this corpse demon, another corpse demon undoubtedly got an opportunity to attack him.

  "Treasured bowl, lend me a hand..."

  Meng Xuan let out a loud shout, "At this moment, the only way is to let Bao Pan entangle one of the demonic corpses first, so that I can have the opportunity to deal with one of them alone!"

  "I... I naturally want to help... but... but I don't know how to fight..."

  Bao Pan stuttered and called out in a flustered manner.

  Meng Xuan is furious.

  After he sobered up, he was not as good as when he was consumed by the demonic energy and lost his sanity. At that time, he still knew how to use the undead's instincts to fight, but now that he had regained his senses, he became a useless bookworm, with only a body of demonic energy, but not skilled in combat.

  "Just come and hug one of them, just give me a chance..."

  Meng Xuan had no choice but to secretly send a message to him.

  "Alright...alright...but they're really quite disgusting...I truly don't want to touch them..."

  Bao Pan repeatedly agreed, but still complained that the two corpses looked disgusting. It seemed he hadn't thought about how he himself had looked before putting on his armor, which wasn't much different from theirs.

  Just as Bao Pan had just walked out and hadn't considered which one to hug, the scene suddenly changed greatly.

  Those two corpse demons seemed to have sensed an extraordinary threat, and as they approached the treasure basin, ready to make their move, they suddenly let out a loud roar, just like beasts that had been provoked, and unexpectedly abandoned Meng Xuan, both of them pouncing on the treasure basin.

  They didn't wear any armor, but instead appeared directly in a state of rotting corpses. Their noses and lips had rotted away, and their eyes floated with an eerie blood redness. They let out a shrill cry as they pounced towards Bao Pan. The sight was truly terrifying to the extreme. Bao Pan saw them and was so frightened that he forgot he was also one of them. He immediately covered his head and crouched on the ground, shouting: "Dad...! You guys stop it quickly..."

  With this extremely terrified cry, a strange and eerie atmosphere was inadvertently triggered.

  An invisible aura enveloped an area of about ten square meters, including those two corpse demons.

  "Ah..."

  The two corpses suddenly stopped moving, their bodies trembling uncontrollably, looking extremely terrified.

  "What majesty does the Corpse King have?"

  The three elders were stunned, their eyes disbelievingly fell on the treasure bowl, and gradually, he seemed to have seen something, revealing a hint of surprise, laughing loudly: "So that's it, I was worried for nothing for half a day, searching hard for the Taiyin Corpse Evil, it turns out it was here all along... Great, then you can all stay behind, with this Taiyin Corpse Evil, my Lian Shi Sect will rise to power!"

  Bao Pan's majestic aura intimidated the two corpse puppets, but instead of being worried, he was overjoyed.

  Obviously, he has enough confidence in his own strength, and even without the help of a puppet, he can take down Meng Xuan and Bao Pan.

  "Fourth Elder, is that Iron-skinned man a Corpse Demon? Why can he speak?"

  Tú Jiāo jiāo was also surprised and delighted, and asked the four elders.

  She had originally stolen a glimpse of the precious Corpse Refining Sect's hidden corpse spectrum, which was how she knew where the book spirit was buried. She had planned to refine it and increase her status within the sect after doing so, but hadn't expected Meng Xuan to ruin her plans. If the Taiyin Corpse Demon were to be lost, then even if she regained favor and returned to the Corpse Refining Sect, she would still be severely punished. Now that she had found it, she finally felt a sense of relief.

  "Taiyin Shīmó is a rare corpse-refining treasure body. After transforming into a Corpse Demon, it can directly advance to the Corpse King level. Although this Corpse Demon has not yet fully transformed into a Corpse King, it possesses a hint of divine intelligence compared to other Corpse Demons, making it understandable!"

  The four elders answered with sparkling eyes, as if they had seen a beauty and were drooling.

  "Up with it! Take it down!"

  The four elders cast a spell of destruction, wanting to control the two corpse demons and dispel their fear towards the treasure bowl, and they attacked it.

  But unexpectedly, the two corpses felt a hint of the Corpse King's aura released from the treasure bowl and were frightened, no matter how the four elders urged them, they refused to attack the treasure bowl.

  "You're really useless, go back to your coffin!"

  The four elders cursed loudly and prepared to take action themselves.

  Although he was scolding, his heart wasn't really angry. Having dealt with Corpse Devils for a lifetime, he naturally knew that among the Corpse Devils of the same rank, ordinary Corpse Devils would be intimidated by those with Corpse King potential. It was understandable. Moreover, the more extraordinary the Taiyin Corpse Devil's performance was at this time, the more it proved its value. Capturing it would also make his own merit even greater.

  "Hmph, without Corpse Devil, let's see what you're capable of..."

  Meng Xuan was also somewhat surprised that Bao Pan had actually subdued the two Corpse Demons, and the pressure in his heart couldn't help but decrease a bit.

  "Haha, to deal with a little ghost with only eight layers of true energy, what use is an old man like me for a corpse puppet?"

  The three elders sneered and walked slowly forward, approaching Meng Xuan.

  His aura gradually surged forth, his vital energy swirling around him, his breath intimidating, and suddenly he was a true master of the Nine Stages of Qi, surpassing Meng Xuan by one level.

  "Ah!"

  Meng Xuan took a deep breath, his eyes fixed firmly on the three elders as he tightly grasped the Jian Nie sword.