Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor
Chapter 694 - 682: Saint of the Dead’s Yin Curse!

Chapter 694: Chapter 682: Saint of the Dead’s Yin Curse!

Shi Feng gazed into the dense black fog ahead, where the towering dark altar was now obscured by the thick, rolling mist, and his eyes could no longer see it.

After a while, Shi Feng said to Luo Qingchuan, "Qingchuan, your injuries have not yet healed, so you should focus on recovery first. In order to control you earlier, I used the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses to unleash our strongest strike, and now my Dark Corpses need to replenish their strength!"

"Hmm!" Luo Qingchuan nodded slightly after hearing Shi Feng’s words. He then took out pills that restore injuries and Primordial Power from his storage ring, swallowed them down, sat cross-legged on the ground, and started sealing with both hands while murmuring low, "Nine Nether Undying, everlasting throughout ages..."

Luo Qingchuan activated the Nine Nether Undying Body from the Nine Nether Technique, beginning to heal his own wounds first.

Shi Feng had fought using the Formation of Ten Thousand Corpses earlier, depleting the strength of his Dark Corpse Army, but his own Nine Nether Power was hardly exhausted.

Thereafter, Shi Feng quietly waited for Luo Qingchuan and his Dark Corpse Army to recover; only then would he compete with the evil demon beneath the dark altar!

..

In an unknown region where the world was dark and filled with chilling winds, upon the summit of a lofty peak, stood an arrogant white figure!

This person was dressed in white, his complexion fair, his features both beautiful and chillingly cold. Clutching a long, pale bone spur, the fierce and icy winds buffeted his body, lifting his dark hair to whip wildly in the tempest!

Standing amidst the violent winds, he was like a sovereign looking down upon the world below with disdain.

Beneath him in the forest, numerous figures knelt densely packed from the base of the peak all the way to the foot of the mountain. These figures resembled humans, yet they howled like wild beasts. Their bodies, incomplete and broken, lacking arms and legs, emitted waves of coldness.

These densely packed humanoid creatures were an army of Dark Corpses!

"Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar! Roar!" Thousands of Dark Corpses howled, ceaselessly bowing to the white figure above the peak, like the subjects of the human realm worshiping their emperor, their roars echoing like torrents and waves.

"You are the Saint of the Dead’s Yin Curse! You killed my brother, seized his territory; indeed, you’ve got guts!"

Just then, amidst the gloomy sky, a roar of anger resounded, followed by even more violent cold winds that swept through the heavens, "Wuuuuu!" The sound, like mournful wails, echoed between heaven and earth.

Subsequently, the dense skulls appeared in the dark sky, among which a seemingly intangible, ethereal white apparition emerged, exuding an extremely heavy and ominous aura.

"Eighth-stage Saint-level Evil Ghost!" The Yin Curse standing proudly atop the summit raised his head to look at the sky and said indifferently.

Then, pointing the white bone spur in his hand towards the sky, his entire being exuded a strong will to fight that soared to the heavens, and with a low shout, "Fight!" That single word "Fight!" was said with striking force, reverberating through this dark world!

..

In Undying Mountain, a valley shrouded in rolling black fog! Ten days had passed!

Luo Qingchuan had already woken up from his recovery, but Shi Feng’s Dark Corpse Army was still replenishing their strength. Shi Feng imparted to Luo Qingchuan the cultivation method he had comprehended and combined with the Luo Family Technique.

Upon hearing Shi Feng’s explanation, Luo Qingchuan’s face showed a look of shock and sudden enlightenment; the previously unclear aspects became crystal clear.

Finally, after Shi Feng finished explaining, Luo Qingchuan said to Shi Feng, full of excitement,

"Master... Young Master Feng, if I could have heard your method of cultivation back then, I wouldn’t have taken so many wrong paths for so many years! I’ve been stuck at the Two-star Martial Emperor Realm for years without being able to break through. It was only during my unwitting breakthrough while being misled by that Evil Demon that I managed to advance to the Three-star Martial Emperor Realm!"

"If you were still alive back then, how could I have achieved so little by now!"

"From now on, cultivate diligently! Among the seven of you, your talent can be said to be the most ordinary, but you have a perseverance in your heart. Combined with the cultivation technique I have passed on to you, your future achievements may not lag behind theirs," Shi Feng said.

"I certainly won’t fall behind those fellows!" Luo Qingchuan declared with a resolute face.

The man before him had called his talent the most ordinary, and not for a second did Luo Qingchuan feel any impulse to argue. What he said was indeed true! No one understood the seven of us better than he did.

Those six people could each be described as freakish creatures!

Then, Shi Feng’s gaze drifted, settling onto the dense Dark Corpse Army ahead. Sensing the aura and condition of the Dark Corpse Army, Shi Feng nodded slightly and remarked, "So many days have passed, it seems they have mostly recovered."

Next, Shi Feng’s gaze moved to Xue Wuhen, "Young Master Feng!" Seeing Shi Feng looking at him, Xue Wuhen quickly bowed with clasped hands and greeted him respectfully.

Upon learning of Shi Feng’s true identity, Xue Wuhen had long since lost his former composure. In his presence, he always felt restrained, nervous.

After all, he was that person!

"All right, there’s no need to be so constrained when you see me in the future. I’m not like those old fogeys; just be as casual as before," Shi Feng said, observing Xue Wuhen’s demeanor.

"Yes, Young Master Feng!"

Even though Shi Feng had said that, and he responded accordingly, it was not something that could be changed instantly in his heart; that man had already rooted deeply therein.

Knowing his own identity and how he was perceived by these younger generations, Shi Feng did not demand a forceful change. He continued speaking to Xue Wuhen:

"Wuy Hen, the opponents we will be facing next are unimaginably strong. With your current strength, you won’t be of much help. So, open your heart and enter my Mysterious Artifact Space."

"I will follow Young Master Feng’s orders completely!" Xue Wuhen replied with utmost respect, already releasing his spirit as instructed by Shi Feng.

Immediately after, Xue Wuhen’s entire body transformed into a brilliant blood-colored light. As the light descended, Xue Wuhen vanished, absorbed by Shi Feng into the space within the Blood-colored Stele.

Having done this, Shi Feng once again willed his thoughts and started commanding the vast Dark Corpse Army before him!

"Roar!"

"Roar roar roar!"

"Roar roar!"

Under Shi Feng’s mental command, every corpse, whether lying, sitting, crouching, or dancing, sprang into motion. Soon after, each Dark Corpse stood upon the ground.

Then Shi Feng slowly turned around and once more gazed toward that area of dense, rolling black mist. Next, he began stepping toward the black altar hidden within the rolling black fog, one step at a time.

A flash of blood-colored light covered his body as the Blood-colored Battle Armor clothed him once again.

With a flash of the Silver Light Blade, the Silver Sickle appeared in his left hand, ready once more!

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