342: Chapter 342 Pure Yang True Fire Burns the Corpse King, the Ancient Bronze Palace at the Bottom of the Abyss!

The purple ghostly fire at the bottom of the abyss grew brighter and brighter.

A large area of the ground at the bottom of the sinkhole collapsed.

Gravel cascaded into the black hole.

A giant palm covered in green corpse hair reached out from the darkness, gripping the edge of the sinkhole.

Hard rock turned to powder beneath the giant hand.

Following that, a terrifying demonic shadow hundreds of feet tall slowly crawled out of the abyss.

The demonic shadow was covered in tattered bronze armor; it had no skin, leaving its crimson muscles exposed directly to the air.

The two clusters of purple ghostly fire were its eyes.

Thick black iron chains were wrapped around its neck, emitting an oppressive pressure that surpassed the Peak Soul Transformation Stage.

The thick iron chains dragged across the ice, making a harsh clattering sound; every link of the chain was carved with ancient suppression runes.

The monster had been trapped in the abyss for an unknown number of eons; having finally escaped today, its ferocity was celestial.

Bai Li quickly waved her circular fan, and nine snow-white fox tails interlaced in front of her, transforming into a purple demonic power barrier to protect the women in the center.

"Su Yang, be careful! This is an ancient Corpse King that crawled out from the depths of the Netherworld. Its strength has already touched the threshold of the Void Refining realm!"

Bai Li called out a warning, her purple eyes filled with concern.

Chu Ling's ice-blue long dress fluttered in the wind.

She clenched her fists as Ten-Thousand-Year Profound Ice Cold Qi circulated around her body.

The ancient Corpse King lowered its head, its two clusters of purple ghostly fire staring at the people before it.

"Fresh flesh... and a Pure Yang Body..."

The Corpse King opened its bloody maw and let out a deafening roar. The sound was like two rusted iron plates rubbing against each other, making the stone walls of the sinkhole tremble.

"Hand over your flesh and become nourishment for this King!"

The Corpse King raised its massive right arm and, carrying a storm that could destroy everything, smashed it directly down toward the top of Su Yang's head.

Before the giant palm even arrived, the powerful wind pressure had already crushed several deep trenches into the ground.

"A pile of rotten bones dares to speak so arrogantly."

Su Yang's legs bent slightly, and the ice beneath his feet instantly shattered.

His entire being turned into a streak of golden light, soaring into the sky against the pressure.

Dazzling golden Pure Yang True Fire instantly enveloped Su Yang's right fist completely.

The golden light illuminated the entire dark sinkhole, dispelling the surrounding cold corpse qi.

Su Yang met the falling giant palm and threw a punch.

"Shatter!"

The two forces collided violently in mid-air.

Pure Yang True Fire was the natural nemesis of all dark and evil things.

The moment the Corpse King's giant palm touched the golden fist radiance, it was like snow meeting boiling water, melting directly into a large pool of black blood.

Before the black blood could even hit the ground, it was evaporated into a sky full of white smoke by the high temperature.

The Corpse King let out a howl of pain, its massive body forced back repeatedly by the counter-shock force, crushing several boulders behind it with one step.

It looked at its missing half of a right hand, a flicker of terror flashing in its purple eyes.

"Pure Yang True Fire? How could anyone in the secular world Cultivate such a flame!"

Su Yang hovered in mid-air, looking down at the Corpse King from above.

"There is much you do not know."

Su Yang gave the Corpse King no chance to catch its breath.

He turned into golden lightning again, instantly appearing right in front of the Corpse King's head.

His right leg brought forth a piercing sonic boom, like a giant axe splitting the heavens, and slammed hard into the Corpse King's jaw.

Boom!

The Corpse King's massive head was kicked violently upward.

Several thick black fangs snapped off instantly, spraying out along with black blood.

The massive body lost its balance and crashed heavily into the ruins at the bottom of the sinkhole, kicking up a cloud of dust.

"Boss is so cool!" Mary cheered excitedly from below.

Chu Ling's ice-blue eyes also lit up, her rosy lips curving slightly upward.

The Boss's Physical Body strength was always so devastating.

The Corpse King struggled to climb out of the ruins.

Being beaten so badly by a human completely triggered the ferocity it had accumulated over tens of millions of years.

"Human ant! This King will skin you alive and pull out your tendons!"

The Corpse King slammed its fists against its chest.

The corpse qi inside the entire sinkhole converged frantically into its body.

The Corpse King's shriveled body expanded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

In the blink of an eye, its size had doubled again.

A thick layer of black bone armor emerged from beneath its skin, tightly wrapping around its vital points.

The Corpse King opened its large mouth and spat out a bucket-thick stream of purple Corpse Fire.

The Corpse Fire, carrying a terrifying power that could corrode anything, instantly crossed a hundred meters and headed straight for Su Yang's face.

Su Yang flipped his right hand, and the purple-gold Nine Heavens Divine Thunder Seal appeared out of thin air in his palm.

"Playing with fire? You're not qualified."

Su Yang injected Pure Yang True Qi into the Divine Thunder Seal.

The bottom of the seal flashed with a blinding golden light, instantly transforming into a purple-gold divine mountain dozens of feet high, blocking Su Yang's front.

The purple Corpse Fire crashed into the surface of the divine mountain.

The Divine Thunder Seal emitted a cheerful hum from within.

A bottomless thunder vortex formed at the base of the seal, directly swallowing all the Corpse Fire completely.

The Corpse King's eyes widened, unable to believe its ultimate move was completely useless.

Su Yang put away the Divine Thunder Seal and raised his right hand high.

A golden divine general phantom, a hundred feet tall, rose abruptly behind Su Yang.

The divine general's eyes glared with rage, its entire body burning with a Pure Yang True Fire like a blazing sun.

"Kneel."

Su Yang's voice was cold.

The golden divine general swung a massive iron fist like a mountain, carrying the momentum of a falling meteor as it smashed down toward the Corpse King's head.

The Corpse King felt a fatal threat.

It raised its arms and crossed them over its head, attempting to withstand the blow.

Bang!

The golden giant fist slammed solidly onto the Corpse King's arms.

The indestructible black bone armor instantly shattered into pieces.

The Corpse King's thick arms snapped directly under the burning of the Pure Yang True Fire and the terrifying physical force.

Its massive body was forced down onto its knees.

The ground of the sinkhole collapsed again, forming a huge crater.

"Ah—!"

The Corpse King let out a shrill, desperate scream.

Golden flames spread along its broken arms to its entire body, frantically burning its Origin Death Qi.

Su Yang's figure flashed, landing on the Corpse King's massive shoulder.

He formed a claw with his right hand, pierced directly into the Corpse King's neck, and gripped its spine.

"Your skin is too thick; keeping it is just an eyesore."

The muscles in Su Yang's arm bulged, erupting with heaven-shaking Divine Power as he pulled outward with force.

Accompanied by the scalp-numbing sound of tearing flesh and bone.

The entire spine was ripped out of the Corpse King's back by Su Yang's bare hands!

Dark purple, foul-smelling demonic blood shot up like a fountain, drenching the sinkhole.

The Corpse King, having lost its spine, did not die immediately.

It was an ancient monster at the half-step Void Refining realm; its vitality was incredibly resilient.

The Corpse King's massive mangled body rolled frantically on the ground, smashing all the ice pillars at the bottom of the sinkhole.

"Human! You go too far!"

The Corpse King's mangled body suddenly exploded, turning into a cluster of black mist as thick as ink.

The black mist quickly condensed in mid-air, transforming into a Shura Ghost phantom with three heads and six arms.

The phantom was hundreds of feet tall, holding six black scythes condensed from pure Death Qi.

The surrounding temperature dropped sharply again. Even the air was frozen into black ice crystals.

"Shura Death Hell! All things shall be slain!"

The phantom brandished the six black scythes, carving out six thousand-meter-long black blade lights in mid-air.

The blade lights interlaced into a dense, inescapable death net, descending toward Su Yang.

From within the giant net, the shrill wails of ten million vengeful souls could faintly be heard, shaking the spirit.

Su Yang stood amidst the ruins, looking up at the death net pressing down on him.

"You think you can win just by changing tricks?"

Su Yang held his hands in front of his chest as if gripping something. The Pure Yang True Qi inside him surged frantically like the Yangtze River.

The golden true fire compressed rapidly between his palms, turning into a golden flame longsword hundreds of feet long.

Purple-blue lightning arcs traveled across the blade's surface.

"Slash."

Su Yang gripped the hilt with both hands and slashed upward with great force.

The golden longsword, carrying the supreme Divine Might to incinerate a galaxy, struck directly at the death net.

Boom!

The two forces met in mid-air.

The Pure Yang Thunder Fire Blade light was unstoppable, splitting the death net right down the middle.

The black blade light vanished into nothingness instantly under the burning of the golden flames.

The flame longsword's momentum didn't slow, slashing hard into the three-headed, six-armed Shura Ghost phantom.

"Chila!"

A crisp sound, like tearing silk.

The massive ghost phantom was sliced in half by the blade.

The golden flames instantly ignited the phantom, burning it into a sea of fire across the sky.

"No! This King is unwilling!"

The Corpse King's remnant soul let out one last desperate scream in the sea of fire before completely dissipating.

In mid-air, a fist-sized, pitch-black crystal core fell. Pure Death Qi Origin flowed across its surface.

Su Yang reached out, sucking the crystal core into his palm and casually tossing it to Chu Ling below.

"Take it as a snack."

Chu Ling caught the crystal core steadily, a look of joy appearing on her exquisite face: "Thank you, Boss!"

The battle ended. The entire bottom of the sinkhole was a mess.

Su Yang clapped his hands and turned to look at the black hole in the deepest part of the sinkhole.

The purple ghostly fire inside the black hole had been extinguished, but a more mysterious and ancient fluctuation was slowly emanating from deep underground.

The fluctuation was very faint, yet it carried a Law aura that did not belong to this world.

Qin Xueji walked to Su Yang's side and followed his gaze.

"Boss, are there more monsters down there?" Qin Xueji's voice trembled.

Su Yang shook his head.

"Not a monster. It's a passage."

Su Yang's deep eyes stared at the bottom of the black hole.

"Come on, let's go down and take a look."

Su Yang took the lead and jumped directly into the black hole.

The four women—Bai Li, Chu Ling, Mary, and Qin Xueji—did not hesitate, turning into four streaks of light to follow closely behind.

The interior of the black hole was very wide, and the rock walls around it were as smooth as mirrors. After descending for a full half-hour, the group's feet finally touched solid ground.

There was not a hint of wind here; it was so quiet that a pin drop could be heard.

The ground was paved with neat, giant cyan stones, each carved with complex star movement diagrams.

A hundred meters ahead, a massive underground palace appeared.

The palace was constructed entirely of an unknown dark-golden metal, emitting a desolate aura that spanned across the ages.

Two metal doors, fifty meters high, were tightly closed.

The surface of the doors was carved with countless lifelike, baring-claws-and-fangs Eastern divine dragons.

Above the doors, three large, flamboyant characters were carved in ancient script.