“Ah!”
In a burst of gorgeous golden light, the three screamed as they were thrown back by a wave of Stellar Energy.
“Master!” Wang Chong blurted out, trembling in shock. Even at this perilous moment, his master was still worried about him.
The sight of that figure flying through the air and the elderly and familiar voice ringing in his mind caused blood to rush to the top of Wang Chong’s head.
Standing in the distance, surrounded by a dense fortress of turning golden compasses, was the walking corpse, his face cold, his posture erect, and his twenty-two-section halberd gripped in one hand. He stood like a mountain, his visage completely unscathed.
The Origin Immortal Art successor had neutralized the attacks of the trio.
The walking corpse stood in the center of the hall like the god of death, invincible and unstoppable. Everyone felt despair flooding into their minds.
They had never imagined that there was a being that the three of them working together could not defeat. The Origin Immortal Art was far more powerful than they had imagined.
Boom!
At this moment, the imposing figure of the walking corpse took two steps forward, once more locking onto the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
At this point, no one in the palace could stop him.
“Master!”
Wang Chong couldn’t help but shudder. He tried to force down his Stellar Energy so that he could stand up and join the battle, but the moment he moved, pain came from every part of his body, and it seemed like his body was being ripped to shreds.
His injuries were far more serious than he had imagined. The repeated battles, the constant use of Stellar Energy, and the palm strike of the walking corpse had finally stripped him of his ability to fight.
“Village Chief, Lone Silence Ancestor, you take Chong-er and get out of here! I’ll hold down this walking corpse!” the Demonic Emperor Old Man suddenly yelled. His robes were in tatters and blood was trickling from the corner of his lip, but his eyes still burned with resolve.
Rather than panic, the Demonic Emperor Old Man exuded a matchless composure. It seemed like he had long ago come to understand a certain truth and prepared himself to welcome it.
Bang! Ignoring his injuries, the Demonic Emperor Old Man heedlessly charged at the walking corpse.
“Masteeeeer!” Wang Chong cried out.
“Brother Wenfu!”
“Demonic Emperor!”
The Wushang Village Chief and the Lone Silence Ancestor understood the Demonic Emperor Old Man’s resolve and were shaken by it.
Bang!
The imposing figure of the walking corpse was completely unmoved. As the Demonic Emperor Old Man charged forward, the successor stomped down with his own foot and shot forward like a cannonball.
A furious sea of golden Stellar Energy swept forward, and for a moment, time seemed to stop.
The Supreme and Infinite Origin Immortal Art had been lost to the martial arts world for several hundred years. Even so, no one had been able to shift it from its place as the number one art of the Central Plains.
Even the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art and the Myriad Spirit Sea Art could only bow their heads in supplication.
While these Origin Immortal Art successors had been dead for centuries, even millennia, they could still use their dreadful strength to display the might of the Origin Immortal Art.
Ten meters, eight meters, six meters…
As he stared at his master’s back and the figure of the approaching walking corpse, Wang Chong despaired.
No, I won’t allow this…
Wang Chong clenched his fists, his lips trembling and his face devoid of blood. His master had long occupied an extremely important place in his heart, and Wang Chong had already begun to treat him like a father.
His Stellar Energy was running rampant, a pain equivalent to ten thousand ants gnawing at every part of his body, but the scene before him was even harder to bear than this excruciating pain.
There must be a way! There must!
Wang Chong’s eyes turned red. He propped himself up with his arms, leaned against the wall, and struggled to stand. His Stellar Energy was running around like a stampeding herd of horses, and the situation was on the verge of completely going out of control, but Wang Chong didn’t care.
Bzzz! As Wang Chong’s eyes passed over the vast and intimidating fortress of golden compasses, he suddenly noticed something.
This is—
The golden light unleashed by the middle-aged corpse was simply too intense, the invincible strength he displayed drowning out everything else. All anyone would see was this domineering form, and they would forget that this person was merely a powerful martial artist in life.
He could still be injured, still had his weaknesses.
This walking corpse had thousands of golden compasses of various sizes around him, forming a defensive fortress.
Any Stellar Energy attack that struck the golden fortress would be neutralized, layer by layer. But at this moment, as the walking corpse soared into the air, Wang Chong noticed that there was a palm-sized golden compass missing from the area corresponding to his left little toe.
The fortress of golden compasses around the walking corpse were all linked to each other, so that even the smallest area was protected by a compass.
Thus, when Wang Chong spotted this gap, he instinctively sensed that something was wrong.
After a momentary daze, Wang Chong suddenly understood.
His toe was injured!
After obtaining the power of the Nightmare Beast, Wang Chong now had a Psychic Energy far more powerful than his master’s or the Wushang Village Chief’s. Although he couldn’t use his Stellar Energy, he could still sense with his Psychic Energy.
A split-second later, Wang Chong sensed how this walking corpse was different from the other two he had seen.
He had been born with a sixth toe!
A person with six toes would have a meridian system different from the ordinary person. And while Wang Chong didn’t know how this toe had been lost, whether he had cut it off to learn the Origin Immortal Art or had lost it in battle, he knew that beneath this walking corpse’s boot, his sixth toe was missing.
Normally, this would be very difficult to see, but the fierce battle with the trio of the Demonic Emperor Old Man, Wushang Village Chief, and Lone Silence Ancestor had triggered his old wound and caused it to break open.
More importantly, Wang Chong sensed that this scar made it so that the powerful and mysterious Psychic Seal that covered this man’s body did not cover the little toe of his left foot.
Chapter 1496 - The Third-Generation Successor! (III)
Chapter 1496: The Third-Generation Successor! (III)
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Buzz!
Wang Chong’s mind boomed and his blood surged. Almost instinctively, he felt a faint glimmer of hope.
Boom!
As the walking corpse’s vast Stellar Energy was about to crash into his master, Wang Chong sent out his tangible Psychic Energy, throwing it like a sharp sword into the gap in the successor’s defenses created by his missing sixth toe.
The immense cultivation of this successor, the Origin Immortal Art that could even nullify the Great Yinyang Heaven Creation Art and Myriad Spirit Sea Art, and his fortress of golden compasses seemed to not exist in front of Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy.
Bzzz! Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy surged into the walking corpse’s body.
As Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy entered, he suddenly felt a whole new sensation. it was like he had emerged from a narrow cave into a vast and boundless world.
What Wang Chong saw in the successor’s body was completely different from what he saw on the outside.
While the successor possessed boundless strength, his consciousness was in complete tatters, a dim candle amidst infinite darkness.
If he hadn’t seen it for himse
lf, he would have never believed that these walking corpses possessed such weak Psychic Energy. Even so, there was an energy around this Psychic Energy that allowed the weak candle to continue to burn.
Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy charged forward, and as it rushed through the mind of the successor, it unexpectedly encountered no resistance.
In the blink of an eye, Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy had entered the depths of the successor’s mind.
Rumble!
There was a thunderous boom. Although the walking corpse’s Psychic Energy seemed weak, as Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy collided with it, he felt like he was running into a fortress.
At the same time, the successor in the palace suddenly trembled and turned to Wang Chong. The Origin Immortal Stellar Energy around him suddenly plunged in power as if it had been struck by a heavy blow.
Boom! Energy gushed out from the golden fortress around him as he sent the Demonic Emperor Old Man flying with a palm. Although the Demonic Emperor Old Man had still been knocked away, the power of the attack was clearly not the same.
After knocking away the Demonic Emperor Old Man, the successor dropped down from the air, his eyes still locked onto Wang Chong by the wall.
Those vacant and lifeless eyes suddenly gleamed with cold killing intent, and he ceased to focus on the Demonic Emperor Old Man.
“What’s going on?”
The Lone Silence Ancestor and the Wushang Village Chief trembled in shock. They didn’t know what had happened, but they could tell that Wang Chong had definitely done something.
But before they had time to think, bang! A foot stomped on the floor, its power causing the entire palace to shake.
The successor began to stride toward Wang Chong, a sharp and vicious energy locking onto his body.
For a moment, there was an eerie silence.
“Not good!”
“Chong-er, danger!”
The trio immediately sensed danger and rose from the ground, forcing down their injuries. Wang Chong was in grave condition, and a single palm would be enough to kill him.
Wang Chong’s pupils constricted and the pungent scent of death filled his nose. But at this moment, he didn’t even have the strength to move his body.
“Stop it!”
“Chong-er, go!”
Anxious shouts echoed through the palace, and the trio summoned every bit of power in their bodies as they rushed at the successor.
The three of them had reacted very quickly, but they were still too slow. In a flash of light, the successor charged forward.
Terror and danger dominated Wang Chong’s mind, sweeping over him in an unceasing flood. But at this time, there was no retreating for Wang Chong.
It’s that Psychic Seal!
Wang Chong suddenly had an idea. He was probably the only one in this hall with any idea of what was going on.
This walking corpse had died seven hundred years ago, and even the strongest martial artist could not escape the restraints of life. But it was obvious that even though they were dead, they had still managed to leave something behind. Their flesh was dead and their souls were in tatters, but they maintained a fragmented consciousness that had been preserved by means of a powerful Psychic Seal.
This was also why, despite their vacant eyes, they possessed such a powerful reaction speed and fighting instinct.
While digging out the passage above the underground river, Wang Chong and the Lone Silence Ancestor had even run into the fifth-generation successor searching for them along the river. This was definitely not something that could be done by a mere reanimated corpse.
But Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy attack had already struck the powerful Psychic Seal around his mind. While this had saved his master, Wang Chong had managed to place himself at the top of the successor’s kill list.
Wang Chong could sense through his Psychic Energy that the walking corpse was rapidly approaching him, and the stimulation caused Wang Chong to erupt with all his latent energy.
“Beast Taming Art!”
Wang Chong swiftly used this control technique, the same one that he had used to take control of the Behemoths at Talas and defeat the powerful Arab psychic practitioner, Masil.
Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy was many times stronger than it had been back then, and this technique also possessed a completely different level of power.
Boomboomboom!
Wang Chong’s Psychic Energy hurled itself against that ancient Psychic Seal again and again.
In the unseen Psychic World, the fierce collisions were resounding through the mind of the successor.
But when these Psychic Energy attacks that even Saint Martial experts would find hard to endure slammed into the Psychic Seal, they were brought to a complete halt. It was like they had slammed into the world’s sturdiest fortress.
This barrage of attacks only caused the fortress to slightly tremble.
The successor’s speed was wholly unaffected, and he continued to charge toward Wang Chong.
The distance between the two was closing rapidly, and Wang Chong felt an immense, almost suffocating, pressure.
How could this be? What sort of seal is this strong?!
Cold sweat began to seep out of Wang Chong’s forehead as he scowled.
The Beast Taming Art was his best weapon against this walking corpse, but if he couldn’t break the Psychic Seal, he would soon be dead.
However, while the Psychic Seal had blocked all of Wang Chong’s attacks, it had also stimulated his will to fight.
Even ants sought to live, let alone humans.
No matter what, he couldn’t die here, at least not right now.
Boomboomboom!
Wang Chong summoned all his Psychic Energy and used all the Psychic Energy techniques that he knew against that Psychic Seal in the successor’s mind.
After what seemed like both a second and like countless eons, the several dozen meters of distance had been crossed.
As the Demonic Emperor Old Man, Wushang Village Chief, and Lone Silence Ancestor looked on in fear, a ghastly white palm emerged from the void and began to descend onto Wang Chong’s head.
And behind it, the emotionless face of the successor began to emerge, his lifeless eyes seemingly proclaiming Wang Chong’s death.
With his strength, he would just need to close his fingers to crush Wang Chong’s head.
“Chong-er!”
The three of them charged forward with all their might. The Demonic Emperor Old Man felt his heart turn cold, his blood freeze in his veins.
As the demon of the evil path, he would always be unperturbed no matter what sort of opponent or problem he encountered, and he would never feel despair over anything.
But when he saw his final disciple, his greatest pride, on the verge of dying to that walking corpse, his heart became a block of ice and despair appeared on his face.
His life had had its lows and its highs. He had once dominated the martial artists of the world, forcing both righteous and evil to bow their heads and forging his own legend.
Even though his traitorous disciple had caused him to be crippled, the Demonic Emperor Old Man had already looked down from the lofty heights of the world and felt no regrets.
The only thing he cared about now was his disciple! This was why he had come to the northwest in the first place.
The Demonic Emperor Old Man could forget about his own safety and could face this walking corpse alone without fear or hesitation, but he could never abandon Wang Chong.
Bzzz! The Demonic Emperor Old Man’s entire body erupted with Stellar Energy, and his speed swelled once more. But no matter how much power the Demonic Emperor Old Man used, it was still too late.
Chapter 1497 - Controlling the Third Generation!
Chapter 1497: Controlling the Third Generation!
Translated by: Hypersheep325
Edited by: Michyrr
Buzz!
Time seemed to stop, and in a place that the three elders could not see, ther
e was an explosive shattering. The third-generation successor stopped and trembled, his destructive energy halting right before it could erupt.
“This… How?”
The three elders were all stunned.
They had all experienced the strength of this successor. His Origin Immortal Stellar Energy that could shatter mountains was simply unstoppable, and even when the three of them had attacked together, they had still been knocked away. Moreover, Wang Chong was suffering from his cultivation defect and could not move at this time.
But this existence akin to the god of death had suddenly stopped, turning into a statue.
“Could it be that he…”
Standing at the very back, the Lone Silence Ancestor stopped, his eyes twinkling. He seemed to think of something as he stared at the motionless successor, but the idea was so absurd that he didn’t dare to believe it.
Whoosh!
There was a rush of air and an immense pull, and Wang Chong was drawn out from beneath the palm of the walking corpse.
“Chong-er, are you okay?” a concerned voice asked into Wang Chong’s ear. The Demonic Emperor Old Man, having little time to ponder the change in the successor, had decided to ‘save’ Wang Chong first.
The Demonic Emperor Old Man’s greatest concern was his inheriting disciple!
“Master, I’m fine.”
Wang Chong shook his head. His face was ghastly pale and his body was drenched in cold sweat.
“Chong-er, that Origin Immortal Art successor… you… just now… did you really…” the Wushang Village Chief faltered, taking back his white cane and coming forward. His eyes went back and forth between Wang Chong and the motionless successor.
As if understanding what the Wushang Village Chief was trying to say, Wang Chong looked up and gave a weak yet relaxed smile.
“Senior, Master, I truly have taken control of him!”
Buzz!
The air seemed to freeze. The three seniors who were close to Wang Chong’s grandfather in age glanced speechlessly at each other, their bodies stiff.
Even the Demonic Emperor Old Man had a look of disbelief on his face. He had vaguely guessed as to what was going on, but to hear Wang Chong verify it was something else entirely.
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