The Corpse King's upper body retreated, but it was still so fast that Lu Yin's attacks were ineffective. However, it was only its upper body, and its legs were crippled, so its speed was naturally affected. Lu Yin circulated the stars around his body, and his muscles tightened as he pushed his speed to the limit. He also used his domain to predict the Corpse King's attacks, and they began attacking and defending in a small space.
Underground, everyone watched as the two constantly flickered. Lu Yin's arm would occasionally disappear and enter the Astral Source Universe, while the Corpse King's upper body would occasionally disappear and enter the Astral Source Universe. This scene was extremely strange, but there was also a strange harmony to it.
Even if the Corpse King had difficulty moving, it would not be easy for Lu Yin to kill it. Left with no choice, Lu Yin began attacking the Corpse King's lower body. He did not believe that the Corpse King would not be able to escape if both of its legs were crippled.
In the distance, Marquis Qing Zhu frowned. Where had Draconic Seven found so many power vessels?
There were not many items that could entangle this Corpse King, and even the Fourth Young Ancestor might not have obtained so many power vessels!
At the same time, he felt a bit of heartache, as the Speed Corpse King would be destroyed sooner or later. He was conflicted about whether or not to send another Corpse King.
"There are more and more external items, keke," the Witch Spirit God's voice rang out.
Marquis Qing Zhu said, "I've lost quite a bit in order for this person to contribute. They're all experts, and it's not easy for them to be born again."
"Don't worry, it's all worth it. When the day comes, your contributions will be recorded. It's your greatest honor to be able to participate in this, and you'll see the most exciting scene in this universe. I promise you, keke," the Witch Spirit God cackled.
Marquis Qing Zhu sighed. "I hope so."
The Witch Spirit God floated in the void and looked into the distance. "Soon, it's time to meet."
In the distance, Lu Yin had spent more than half a day before finally killing the Speed Corpse King.
He watched as the Speed Corpse King's neck was severed, and it lost all signs of life. The Corpse King slumped to the ground, exhausted. He had been attacking and defending at his fastest speed for half a day, and most people would not even be able to take it for an hour, let alone half a day.
The moment he relaxed, his entire body ached, and his muscles felt like they were melting.
Che Zhan looked at Lu Yin with admiration. "Brother, it's time to rest."
Lu Yin looked up at the phantom foundation. "Actually, I just want to die. It doesn't feel good to just wait for death."
Che Zhan laughed. "Who isn't? Haha!"
Hong Ge's voice came from underground. "Three Emissary level corpse kings in a row. If word gets out, Long Qi's name will resound throughout the Starry Sky of Trees. Unfortunately, he died in this new world. It wasn't worth it."
"It's not worth it." Old Mother Eastmountain said regretfully.
Mister Guo said, "I'll write a book to commemorate your contributions, Long Qi. In the future, when the New World is recovered, perhaps someone will discover it."
Che Zhan was speechless. "It's rare for Mister Guo to joke around."
Mister Guo's expression was serious. "I'm not joking."
The corners of Che Zhan's mouth twitched.
Seeking joy in the midst of bitterness was exactly what was being said now. Waiting for death in despair could drive one crazy, and at this moment, it was also the time when one's human nature was most thoroughly revealed.
Lu Yin's gaze swept across the people underground. They were all his comrades, and no matter what his goal was, he wanted to take them away as quickly as possible.
The death of the Speed Corpse King was a wake-up call for countless Corpse Kings. They didn't immediately send out their Corpse Kings. This situation lasted until the second day, and still, no Corpse King came out to fight.
Underground, someone was unhappy. "Why hasn't the battle started yet? I want to die sooner."
"Yeah, it's too boring."
"It's better to die. Those who die first are really lucky."
"Don't worry, they'll die sooner or later. Haha."
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Lu Yin leaned against the wall and looked up at the phantom base. He listened to the people inside joke around and talk about how they wanted to die. Many thoughts ran through his mind. In this universe, the Fifth Mainland, the Sixth Mainland, and even the four destroyed mainlands, the Lu family, the Eternals, and so on … Were there any more terrifying civilizations outside of the Eternals?
How had the Eternals been born?
How had the first zombie been born?
It couldn't have been man-made, right?
The more he thought about it, the more tired he became. Everything above his head turned black. Hmm?
Black?
Lu Yin suddenly stood up and looked around in shock. Not far away, Che Zhan was still vigilantly wiping his blade. Underground, Zhou Tang was leaning against the wall and resting. The others were talking about something, but all of them were black.
Beneath his feet, his own shadow distorted. A moment later, a doll floated out of the void and appeared in front of Lu Yin. Its sinister eyes met Lu Yin's gaze, filled with ridicule and mockery.
Lu Yin's hair stood on end. The Sorcerer Spirit God?
He subconsciously wanted to take out the jade that Mister Mu had given him, but he found that he couldn't move. Che Zhan's body had grown bigger in front of him?
No, his vision had shifted to his hands, and the stench of blood had grown thicker. His sense of smell had shifted to his legs, and his five senses were in chaos. It really was the Sorcerer Spirit God.
Lu Yin stared blankly at the Sorcerer Spirit God above him, and an indescribable sense of despair spread through him.
When Qingchen had first mentioned the Sorcerer Spirit God, Lu Yin had felt that it was absurd. How could there be a Sorcerer Spirit God in this part of the universe? Now, he actually saw him face to face, and they were less than a meter apart.
"Hehe, little guy, we meet again," the Sorcerer Spirit God said with a strange laugh.
Lu Yin's heart sank. It was him, the Fifth Mainland's Witchling God. Lu Yin had held onto some hope that the Witchling God in this region of space was not the Fifth Mainland's Witchling God. Even if their innate gifts were the same, and even if their titles were the same, he still hoped that they were not the same. However, his hopes had been dashed. This person really was the Fifth Mainland's Witchling God, the one who had taken the monkey as his pet.
"It's been a long time since we last met. Don't you want to say anything?
I didn't forbid you from speaking. They can't hear or see you, "the Sorcerer Spirit God teased with a strange laugh.
Lu Yin's eyes narrowed, and his voice grew hoarse. "Why are you in this part of the universe?"
The Sorcerer Spirit God laughed. "I should be the one asking you that. Why are you in this part of the universe?"
Lu Yin clenched his fists, but once he did so, he could no longer see. "Can the Seven Skygods freely travel between the Astral Tree Realm and the Fifth Mainland?"
"Of course. We Eternals are omnipotent," the Sorcerer Spirit God replied.
Lu Yin's thoughts were in chaos, as he could not accept the Sorcerer Spirit God's appearance. What made him even more uneasy was that he could not obtain the jade, which meant that he could not contact Mister Mu. This left him in a desperate situation that he did not have the ability to break out of.
"Kid, to be honest, I've lived for countless years, and I've seen many people with extraordinary innate gifts, but you are the most unique one. You were actually able to borrow the Specter Clan's death energy to cultivate the Death God's inheritance. If you really manage to cultivate to the Progenitor realm, perhaps no one in this universe will be your match aside from the True Gods. That's why I want to kill you while you're still young." The Sorcerer Spirit God moved closer to Lu Yin until they were less than ten centimeters apart.
To Lu Yin, ten centimeters was very small, but to the Sorcerer Spirit God, it was equivalent to half a body's length. It raised a finger and pointed at Lu Yin's forehead.
Lu Yin's pupils shrank, and he stared at the finger. He began to recite the Stonewall Scriptures, but this time, the scriptures were ineffective. He still could not move, and he could only watch as the finger approached and then stopped when it was less than a millimeter away. "Kekekeke, kid, are you afraid?"
Lu Yin's eyes narrowed. "Old monster, what do you want?"
"Keke, death doesn't feel good, does it?" the Sorcerer Spirit God asked.
Lu Yin fell silent and stared at the Sorcerer Spirit God.
"If you want to die, it's too easy. Death is the end of everything, but living is the most difficult. You humans all want to live, but what about you?
Do you want to live, or do you want to die? "the Sorcerer Spirit God asked in a leisurely voice that carried a sinister aura.
Lu Yin sneered. "Nonsense, of course I want to live." In this situation, begging for mercy or being afraid was useless.
The Sorcerer Spirit God retreated. "You want to live?
Then that's easy. If you join the Eternals, not only will you obtain an immortal and indestructible body, but you'll also be able to cultivate the Death God's inheritance. In the future, you'll surpass the Seven Skygods and dominate the universe. This is a path of light. "
Lu Yin laughed. "A path of light?
You dare to talk about light when you look like that?
How interesting. Don't you know what you look like?
Only an idiot would believe you when you talk about light. "
The Sorcerer Spirit God was not angry. "Kid, your words are too harsh. I can't save you, but I'll make you suffer."
This was exactly what Lu Yin wanted. He was not afraid of being tortured, as there was still a chance. He was only afraid of being directly destroyed. "You tortured me back then and forced me to cultivate the Death God's power. If you torture me again, do you think I'll be able to cultivate the power of a Martial Ancestor?
I've received the inheritance from the Martial Ancestor's Sword Stele. "
The Sorcerer Spirit God was astonished. "Right, I forgot. You've even come into contact with a Martial Ancestor's inheritance. How miraculous! You've actually received three Ancestor's inheritances. Keke, why don't I capture you right now and let you cultivate the Corpse King Transformation? That's a True God's inheritance. That way, you'll have four Ancestor's inheritances."
Lu Yin raised a brow. Ancestor's inheritance?
Four?
Where had that come from?
The Death God was one, and no one could confirm the existence of a Martial Ancestor. However, the Sorcerer Spirit God's legends clearly acknowledged their existence, which meant that there were indeed Martial Ancestors and True Gods. Was the Eternal Race's peak Corpse King also an Ancestor?
Even so, there were only three Ancestors?
Who was the last one?
Right, Fatesand. Xiao Shi had mentioned that Fatesand had been created by the Destiny God. If the Destiny God had truly existed, then he would have been an Ancestor!
However, many people had Fatesand, so could it be considered an inheritance?
Of course, Lu Yin might have more.
"Keke, are you afraid, kid?" the Sorcerer Spirit God mocked.
Lu Yin looked at him. "Which eye of yours saw that I was afraid? Are you blind?"
The Sorcerer Spirit God cackled. "You really have a sharp tongue. When you humans are faced with a desperate situation, some people will try their best to survive. You, on the other hand, say that you're afraid, and you're indeed afraid. However, your attitude is the complete opposite. Interesting."
Lu Yin frowned. "You're spouting too much nonsense. What are you trying to do?"
The Sorcerer Spirit God circled around Lu Yin. "Heir of the Lu family. Hiss."
Lu Yin's fingers trembled, as the most troublesome matter had just occurred. The Sorcerer Spirit God knew his name. "What heir of the Lu family?
Just because I'm surnamed Lu, I'm an heir of the Lu family? "
"Keke, are you trying to hide it?
With your cultivation talent, who would believe that you're not an heir of the Lu family? "the Sorcerer Spirit God cackled.
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