145: Utterly annihilated! The Demon King's corpse!
In an instant, the entire Hundred Beasts Tomb began to tremble.
Patches of Formation patterns appeared in the blood-red sky, like a dome covering the blood-red earth below.
The Formation laid out by the Demon King in his lifetime was activated. The Formation patterns vibrated, and brilliant light shone, attempting to stop the finger.
"Boom!"
The finger, like an isolated peak, collided with the Formation patterns, and a deafening explosion echoed throughout the Hundred Beasts Tomb.
All living beings within were startled.
Screams of agony rang out from various places. Sleeping corpses, supported by lingering souls, struggled out of their graves, roaring at the sky.
Outside the small courtyard.
The demon cultivators who were recuperating and healing were suddenly jolted awake. They looked up in astonishment, staring wide-eyed at the finger that almost obscured the sky, and a wave of horror quickly spread through their hearts.
"What's going on?! What is that thing?"
"That looks like... a finger?"
"Could it be that the Alliance Leader is attacking the Hundred Beasts Tomb barrier from outside?"
"Idiot, if the Alliance Leader had such strength, he would have already gone to the Demon Spirit Realm. Would he still need to stay with us?"
Even though the demon cultivators present had considerable Cultivation Levels and weren't short-sighted, they were all flustered at this moment.
What they saw before them completely defied common sense, and they couldn't understand the situation at all.
"Jade Moon, do you know what's going on?" Red Maiden appeared beside Jade Moon, asking with a trembling voice.
"I don't know either." Jade Moon shook her head. Let alone her, even Revered Master probably wouldn't know.
Hearing this, Red Maiden could only give up. She looked up at the Formation patterns covering the sky, hoping the Hundred Beasts Tomb's Formation patterns could hold it back.
However.
In just a few breaths.
With a "bang".
The entire sky, like shattered porcelain, developed dense cracks. Countless Formation patterns exploded and extinguished, and the isolated peak-like finger easily broke through the Formation, slowly pressing down!
The faces of the demon cultivators turned pale, their eyes filled with terror and horror.
Just a trace of that terrifying aura escaping was enough to make them feel fear, tremble all over, and unable to even mobilize a bit of their magic power, let alone get up and flee.
With a few thuds.
Some weaker demon cultivators directly collapsed to the ground, unable to move.
"It's over..."
Bronze Bull's tall figure became hunched, and endless dread swept through his heart.
Wisp after wisp of black mist emerged from the body of Chai, who was shrouded in a black robe, clearly struggling to resist, but it was useless.
In the sky, the black finger silently pressed down, its shadow covering the entire complex of buildings.
At the same time.
The black mist within the courtyard churned violently.
"How is this possible!"
The Male Corpse sitting in the coffin had a horrified expression, his eyeless sockets wide open, and he shrieked in alarm.
He sensed a wisp of Qi locking onto him, enough to destroy him.
"Who exactly are you?"
He suddenly turned his head to look at Xu Qing, his eyes deranged and malicious, as if he wanted to dissect Xu Qing and examine him thoroughly.
Xu Qing vaguely sensed something and looked up, seeing the finger in the sky. He perceived a familiar aura from it.
Is it that one from the Bloodline River?
Immediately, Xu Qing roughly guessed what was happening.
He felt like smiling. No matter who the Male Corpse was, and no matter how powerful and vicious his Bloodline curse technique was.
But to compare with the existence in the Bloodline River, he was probably still a hundred and eight thousand miles away.
This unlucky fellow dared to provoke the Bloodline River... it was like an old man hanging himself, tired of living.
A piercing scream rang out.
The Male Corpse in the coffin no longer paid attention to Xu Qing. Thick black tears flowed from the corners of his eyes, his mouth wide open, almost tearing at the corners, and he spat out curse runes wreathed in black Qi!
A black light suddenly erupted in the small courtyard, shooting straight into the sky, directly striking the tip of the black finger!
Boom!
The black light, containing sinister curse techniques, failed to inflict any damage on the black finger and directly shattered into a ball of black light.
Immediately after.
Another black light rushed out from the courtyard.
The result remained unchanged.
Unwilling roars echoed in the courtyard. Cracks appeared on the Male Corpse's body, black blood oozed out, staining his plain clothes black, and a strong, foul smell permeated the air.
He used all his might, constantly trying to stop the black finger.
But no matter what method he used, the black finger's downward speed did not change at all. That wisp of Qi remained locked onto the Male Corpse.
"No!"
The Male Corpse roared, filled with extreme despair.
He suddenly fell silent again, then turned to look at Xu Qing, revealing a sinister smile.
"You won't live either!"
Before he finished speaking, he spat a mouthful of black blood at Xu Qing, and the malicious curse aura instantly grew stronger.
Xu Qing's internal alarm surged, and he stood ready, preparing to exert all his strength to endure this attack.
Just then.
The black finger in the sky suddenly accelerated, turning into a black flash of light, and pointed down at this blood-red earth!
Outside the courtyard, all the demon cultivators closed their eyes in despair, their lives flashing before their eyes, already prepared to accept death.
"Boom!!!"
A shattering roar thundered, and screams abruptly erupted.
Inside the small courtyard.
"Crack..."
A crack appeared on the Male Corpse's glabella.
His expression froze, and a profound fear and confusion arose in his eyes.
Who exactly was it?
He had no chance to get the answer to that question.
"Bang!"
With a muffled thud, his head exploded into a mist of blood. All life was instantly cut off, without even a chance to resist!
His body began to crack, black blood gushed out, pieces of flesh fell off, and his bones turned into dust... Before long, a pool of black pus-like blood appeared in the coffin, and the original corpse was nowhere to be seen.
The chilling cold receded, and warmth reappeared.
Xu Qing looked down. The curse marks that had almost covered half of his body had vanished, and even the surrounding curse aura was rapidly weakening.
Xu Qing looked up, and the black finger had also disappeared. The surroundings were quiet, as if nothing had happened just now.
"It really was that one who made a move!?"
If he hadn't activated the demon race bloodline river before, he might have been killed by that corpse just now.
Xu Qing let out a long breath and stepped towards the coffin.
The black foul blood was rapidly drying up, gradually revealing something at the bottom of the coffin.
"Hmm?"
A hint of surprise flashed in Xu Qing's eyes.
It was a palm-sized... coffin?
Rather than a coffin, Xu Qing felt it was more like an oddly shaped box.
Because it was simply too small.
What could possibly be buried inside?
Xu Qing's heart stirred. He reached out and took out the palm-sized coffin, placing it on a wooden table nearby. Then he prepared to use the tip of his long sword to pry open a gap.
To his surprise, the small coffin lid was as heavy as a mountain and couldn't be opened immediately.
"It's quite heavy."
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed. He silently chanted a magic incantation and immediately activated the Great Strength Technique.
Instantly, a vast, immense force appeared within his body.
"Open for me!"
He let out a low roar and exerted force fiercely. The green frost sword even bent into an exaggerated arc at that moment.
Crack... Under the immense force, the coffin lid quietly opened, and an extremely dense and vast Demonic Qi rushed out with it!