272: Horrible corpse

The rotting head roared silently, unleashing invisible, terrifying sound waves.

The Imperial Tutor's eyes were fierce. Seizing the opportunity, he pointed his fingers down, and the crimson giant sword, imbued with the vital energy of eight million soldiers, smashed down.

The tip of the sword plunged directly into the rotting head's mouth, piercing all the way through its throat, leaving only the hilt exposed.

Crimson lightning and fire erupted from the rotting head's mouth, rumbling explosively.

The previously stalemated platinum giant hand and the rotting corpse also shifted positions, with the rotting corpse gradually being dragged back into the Netherworld by the platinum giant hand.

Whoosh!

Seven-colored Immortal light descended from the sky. Emperor Ancestor Sovereign appeared above the rotting corpse, holding the Immortal King Scripture, radiating flawless Immortal King Level fluctuations.

As soon as he appeared, the rotting corpse seemed to sense something. Its Aura surged, and it struggled to crawl out of the Earth Valley.

Its two rotting hands continuously pushed against the edge of the Earth Valley vortex, actually causing the vortex's range to gradually expand.

"Great Wind!"

With a furious roar, the Imperial Tutor pressed his hands to the ground. His broken legs instantly recovered, and then he raised his hands high. The power of the eight great Formations converged, crushing his arms into dust.

An illusory crimson long spear rose. Emperor Ancestor Sovereign held the spear in his right hand and the Immortal King Scripture in his left, the seven-colored Immortal light on his body growing even more intense.

"Great Wind!"

He roared, brandishing the long spear. Like a wicked Dragon coiling around a pillar, the seven-colored Immortal light swirling around him gradually darkened, transforming into a black Dragon.

Roar—!!!

The black Dragon roared and smashed down towards the rotting corpse below. The rotting corpse seemed to notice it, and its two rotting hands clapped together, enveloping the black Dragon in its palms.

Whoosh—!

Blazing black flames burned, igniting the two large hands, then re-condensed into a Dragon shape and flew towards the rotting corpse's head, directly crashing into its rotting mouth.

Crimson lightning and black flames instantly covered the entire rotting corpse. What little hair it had was burned clean away.

Puff!

The sound of breaking through clouds and mist rang out. Below the rotting corpse, another platinum giant hand emerged from the Earth Valley vortex, directly striking the rotting corpse's neck.

With a 'crack', the rotting corpse's head was twisted off, falling to the side.

Immediately, the rotting corpse's Aura gradually weakened.

The Imperial Tutor stood at the edge of the Earth Valley, his arms slowly recovering. He couldn't help but sigh in relief.

He looked up at the sky, about to congratulate Your Majesty on achieving the Immortal King position, but then he sensed a terrifying Aura gradually rising from within the Earth Valley.

He saw that on the rotting corpse, whose neck had already been twisted off, all the rotting parts were teeming with dense Skull Insects. The red lines that had grown on its head split open, revealing sharp fangs.

As the Skull Insects surged, the rotting corpse's broken neck lifted, recovering as before, and even its sparse hair regrew.

And most terrifying of all, after being healed by the Skull Insects, the rotting corpse's degree of decay was actually lessening!

This meant that the rotting corpse was gradually recovering to its Peak state!

If it couldn't be annihilated in a short time, this rotting corpse would become increasingly difficult to deal with, and might even truly 'come alive' at some point!

The owner of the platinum giant hand also seemed to realize this, as the platinum giant hand gradually sank into the vortex at the bottom of the Earth Valley.

Upon seeing this, the Imperial Tutor's heart tightened, and worry arose.

Although Your Majesty had already attained the Immortal King Dao, his strength was still somewhat lacking compared to this rotting corpse. If not for this person's intervention, Your Majesty and the Imperial Dynasty army would likely be no match for this rotting corpse.

He hadn't forgotten that the fatal blow just now was dealt by this platinum giant hand.

But what exactly was the origin of the owner of this platinum giant hand? How could such a terrifying existence be hidden within the Netherworld?

Moreover, as he looked at the platinum giant hand, why did it feel somewhat familiar?

Could it be a method left behind by an Ancestor King or those two Array Dao Heavenly Sovereigns from the Imperial Dynasty's ancient history?

In an instant, countless possibilities flashed through his mind, but the next moment, an earth-shattering roar pulled him back to reality.

With a 'boom', the space within a hundred thousand li radius centered on the Earth Valley showed signs of cracking, with spatial rifts of varying depths appearing.

Before he could react, a flash of platinum light streaked past, and then he saw the rotting head in the Earth Valley suddenly arch backward.

The next moment, a black shadow streaked across his vision, carrying a strong, foul stench. 'Not good! Corpse poison!'

Alarmed, he hurriedly activated the Fuxi Bagua Formation. Crimson flames burned, incinerating the corpse poison in the air into fine ash.

Emperor Ancestor Sovereign narrowly avoided the rotting corpse that shot into the sky, staring wide-eyed at the Earth Valley, only to see a figure radiating platinum light all over climbing out of it.

The Imperial Tutor's eyes widened. Qin Jiang!

The owner of that platinum giant hand was Qin Jiang!

This, this, this...

For a moment, his mind short-circuited, unsure how to react.

When did Qin Jiang become so strong? He could actually contend with an Immortal King?!

No, that's not right! Not contend, Qin Jiang's current strength was clearly above that of the rotting corpse!

Qin Jiang, over a thousand zhang tall, stood above the Earth Valley vortex, looking up at the rotting corpse, or rather, Lord Yin Ming, swooping down from the sky.

At this moment, all True Immortal Level experts and above across the entire continent saw this magnificent platinum figure.

Standing alone under the moonlight, just like the aloof Immortal King recorded in historical texts.

At Ouhe Mountain, Immortal Lord Taiyin's throat bobbed. She looked at the platinum figure with some disbelief.

"He, is he Immortal Lord Qin?"

Behind her, Immortal Lord Linglong also showed an expression of disbelief for the first time.

Of course, she knew how Heaven-Defying Qin Jiang's talent was, far surpassing Zi Xuan Emperor, who was said to be the fastest to advance to Saint Lord Level in a million years.

With such talent, attaining the Immortal King Dao was definitely not an issue.

But she had never imagined that the time for Qin Jiang to attain the Dao would come so early.

But suddenly, as if remembering something, she said, "Taiyin, quickly condense your Immortal King Body! The true battle to the death is coming!"

Under the pull of Karma, the vague image she had deduced finally became clear: a platinum light rose amidst the endless Nether Qi shrouding the continent.

But she didn't know if this platinum light could truly break through the Nether Qi.

At Celestial Firmament Pavilion, the Pavilion Master of Celestial Firmament had changed into the Sect's Legacy treasure, the Celestial Firmament Immortal Robe. The somewhat feminine dress did not look out of place on him.

No other reason, the Pavilion Master of Celestial Firmament was, after all, known as the continent's most handsome man.

"Pavilion Master! The Star Luo Shifting Heaven Formation has finished charging!"

"Good! Lock onto that rotting corpse!"

In the Earth Valley, Qin Jiang glanced at the surrounding great Formations. He recognized them as the Fuxi Bagua Formation and the Zhou Tian Xing Dou Formation.

With a wave of his hand, a platinum light fell upon the eight people around the Earth Valley. With these eight as nodes, the surging platinum light gradually covered the eight million soldiers.

Then, he flicked his five fingers, and three hundred and sixty-five platinum light clusters landed on the three hundred and sixty-five Formation eyes in the outer perimeter.

At this moment, everyone felt their connection to the Formation become perfect.

Moreover, and most importantly, they all had a feeling that when activating the great Formation, all damage would no longer fall upon them.

The Imperial Tutor stared blankly at the platinum giant before him. He knew that this was the other party using supreme Array Dao to empower the Formation, while simultaneously transferring all incoming damage to himself.

Emperor Ancestor Sovereign stood suspended beside Qin Jiang, looking down at the great army.

"Citizens of the Imperial Dynasty, we are facing the Lord of the Netherworld from ancient legends, Lord Yin Ming. I humbly request your utmost assistance to Immortal Lord Qin in defeating the enemy."

His voice spread, and all the Imperial Dynasty soldiers struck their halberds against the ground, producing a massive, uniform sound.

"Wind! Wind! Great Wind!"

The mighty roar shook the universe, raising terrifying Battle Intent that almost materialized, stirring the heavenly clouds.