Chapter 435 Flying General of the Corpse Clan

"Hahahaha! I'm going to infuriate you!"

"You can't hit me!!! Hahaha! I'm going to infuriate you, you bastard!!!"

Zhao Yuanren had guessed correctly; Yan Chu was indeed hiding two thousand zhang underground, laughing heartily.

His straight-line distance from Zhao Yuanren was exactly two thousand zhang.

He hadn't even continued to flee further away.

He knew that Zhao Yuanren could sense his presence, and he wanted to disgust the other party in this way.

Of course, Yan Chu couldn't manage to continue fleeing deeper underground right now.

The deeper he went, the harder and denser the soil layers became, with rich Law of Earth energy circulating within. With his current cultivation, he still could not achieve a Breakthrough of that Law.

However, looking at Zhao Yuanren's appearance, he knew that the man didn't know any Earth-Evasion techniques.

Otherwise, he wouldn't be in such an impotent rage.

It could also be seen from their recent confrontation that he likely cultivated the Dao of Water, which happened to be countered by the Dao of Earth.

The continuous mountain range separating Guqiu Domain and Fusheng Domain was called Shengjue Ridge, meaning that once one crossed this mountain range, their life force would be severed.

Above Shengjue Ridge, Dong Ting and Saint Guo Xun did not rashly step into Guqiu Domain.

However, seeing Zhao Yuanren's crazed appearance, the two looked at each other in dismay.

Fusheng Domain and Guqiu Domain were the territories of the Human Race and the Corpse Clan respectively. Many great wars had occurred between the two sides in history, with the most recent one happening over two hundred years ago.

In recent years, both sides had been relatively peaceful, but small frictions had never ceased.

Occasionally, someone would accidentally enter the Corpse Clan's territory, and the vast majority would disappear without a trace, remaining in Guqiu Domain forever.

And for people like them with Saint Realm cultivation, they would be even more cautious about stepping into the other party's territory.

If they were to attract a Flying Zombie of the Corpse Clan, wouldn't it likely lead to another great war lasting for decades?

"Fellow Daoist Zhao? Why don't we just end this here?"

Saint Guo Xun advised:

"Since that brat has entered Guqiu Domain, given the Corpse Clan's sensitivity to living beings, it is impossible for him to survive for long in Guqiu Domain!"

Dong Ting also spoke up to dissuade him:

"Guqiu Domain is filled with corpse Qi. Even if he doesn't die at the hands of the Corpse Clan, if he stays for a long time, he will inevitably be eroded by the corpse Qi, eventually turning into a mindless Wandering Corpse."

"If you continue like this, I'm afraid you will attract the experts of the Corpse Clan!"

Zhao Yuanren turned a deaf ear to their words.

The Moon Wheel flew beneath his feet. At this moment, this Saint Weapon had turned into a manual excavator, sending tens of thousands of acres of soil and rock flying. The large pit grew deeper and deeper, and the ground shook with a booming sound.

"This little beast has endless tricks. Do you know what other powerful trump cards he has?"

"If I don't kill him today, I'm afraid it will be difficult to kill him in the future!"

Zhao Yuanren swept the excavated soil and rock into the distance with a wave of his sleeve, while responding to Saint Guo Xun and the other.

Saint Guo Xun and Dong Ting frowned slightly, having to admit that what Zhao Yuanren said made sense.

Suddenly, just as the two were considering whether to enter Guqiu Domain to help Zhao Yuanren, a chilling sensation surged into their hearts.

The two looked up to the front, only to see the gray mist above Guqiu Domain suddenly part, and a giant, gray-white, colorless face appeared before the three of them.

This face was a full hundred zhang in size, with pale pupils that held not a trace of emotional fluctuation.

Dead silence, eerie.

Zhao Yuanren's digging motion stopped in place.

"Corpse... Corpse Clan General..."

An intensely concentrated corpse Qi surged out from that face, turning into a rolling tide that crashed against the cliff face of Shengjue Ridge. This cliff, which had been tempered over the years to be incomparably solid, emitted the booming sounds of giant waves crashing.

What was even more terrifying was the eerie nature of that corpse Qi.

The cliff that had been struck by the corpse Qi instantly turned black and gray, the vegetation's life force was severed and began to wither, and the mountain rocks became as soft as tofu.

And as for these three Saints, Zhao Yuanren and the others.

Being washed over by the corpse Qi, they were unable to move, their blood and Qi were frozen cold, and the color of blood on their bodies faded at a speed visible to the naked eye.

Their skin began to transform from the soft elasticity of a living person to pale and cold, as if they were about to lose their human identity and would henceforth become corpses.

Facing this appearing Corpse Clan General, their performance was just like that of ordinary people before them.

It was understandable for Zhao Yuanren, after all, he was standing in Guqiu Domain himself.

But Dong Ting and Saint Guo Xun were still on Shengjue Ridge, deliberately keeping their distance from the Corpse Clan's territory.

Did this General of the Corpse Clan have to treat them this way too?

Just when the three of them were filled with despair, thinking that they would surely die today.

Suddenly, a cold snort came from above Shengjue Ridge:

"Enough!"

"Flying General, please hold your hand!"

As the voice fell, a figure had already crossed the gray-black mist covering half of Shengjue Ridge, appearing beside Zhao Yuanren, and flicked their hand.

A radiance like moonlight spilled out and landed on Zhao Yuanren.

That cold and dead aura was instantly purified, moving away from Zhao Yuanren, the aura around his body came back to life, and his mind recovered from its muddled state.

"Fifth Ancestor!!"

Seeing this figure, Zhao Yuanren's face was full of surprise and joy.

This figure, shrouded in moonlight, had long hair draped over their shoulders, a handsome face, and a transcendent temperament.

It was none other than the Zhao family's Fifth Ancestor, Saint Monarch Zhao Shujie.

The figure stood with their hands behind their back, in the territory of the Corpse Clan, facing the Corpse Clan General with an eerie and cold aura, their expression unmoved.

The Flying General's pale face showed no change in expression, and a thought appeared in their minds:

"Those of the Human Race who trespass into Guqiu Domain, die!"

With the sounding of this word 'die', a terrifying corpse Qi erupted like a tsunami, rolling up into the sky, resembling black smoke in the gray mist.

The Flying General finally revealed their full appearance.

They were nine feet tall, covered in a layer of black, tattered iron armor, their skin was a stiff cyan color, and only their face was pale and bloodless.

Their five fingers were curved like hooks, and they swiped towards Zhao Shujie.

"Hmph!!"

Zhao Shujie snorted coldly and threw a punch.

Boom!!!

Along with this punch, a vision appeared around him. Between the dim heaven and earth, a vast sea rose, the surface of the sea surged with giant waves, layer upon layer, turning into a majestic and heavy fist force that collided with the Flying General's claw.

Rumble!!!

The violent tremors spread throughout Shengjue Ridge, and the earth rumbled and shook.

The Laws of the two constantly wore each other down and opposed each other.

At times, the vast sea turned into filthy black water, with white bones and corpse fragments floating within.

At other times, the sky-filling corpse Qi transformed into water vapor, exuding a salty, damp, and fishy smell, with waves surging above Guqiu Domain.

Bang—

Finally, after a loud bang, the two retreated at the same time.

The Flying General retreated a hundred miles, their body's thick black corpse Qi like a black torch, incredibly conspicuous in the gray mist.

Zhao Shujie grabbed Zhao Yuanren's shoulder and retreated to the top of Shengjue Ridge.

Seeing the Flying General stirring, still wanting to make a move, Zhao Shujie hurriedly cupped his hands in a salute:

"The Flying General's strength is extraordinary, ranked among the best of the Corpse Clan Generals. I am far inferior. I ask that the Flying General forgive my junior for trespassing into your territory. My Zhao family will subsequently offer heavy gifts as thanks!"