The Quest for Immortality

Two days later, at 6 A.M., as day and night converged, the dawn cracked with morning light.

The light of dawn, piercing through the poison and Corpse Qi, spilled onto the graves but took on a dim, ashy luster, gloomy and deathly still.

The Taoist Court’s side, all out on strike, began the final battle of suppression.

Everything was ready.

First, dozens of Second Grade Runes with immense destructive power were activated.

The surging Spiritual Power coalesced into massive killing force, forming blade Formations, gathering into fireballs, or turning into water arrows, sweeping towards the top of the grave mounds.

The Zombies on the grave mounds were directly obliterated by the spiritual might of the Runes.

Batches of Zombies were sliced by blades, scorched by fire, soaked by water, and ultimately annihilated by the power of the Runes.

Then, a large wave of Walking Corpses surged forward.

Yang Jishan waved his hand, and a line of Cultivators stepped out, conjuring various Spiritual Artifacts.

These Spiritual Artifacts transformed into hundreds of flying swords, condensed into thousands of silver needles, or stirred up a sky full of flames, slaying towards the tidal wave of Walking Corpses.

One by one, the Walking Corpses fell, pierced by Spiritual Artifacts, or turned into ash.

Yet more came, like a tide.

After that, the Taoist Court’s side again used Runes and Spiritual Artifacts together.

Batch after batch of Walking Corpses were eradicated...

The side of the Taoist Court, mostly from Clans or Sects with long traditions and profound backgrounds, were far from being comparable to Lu Chengyun, who relied on marrying into power and clinging onto others.

Their true cards in play were not something these Zombies could withstand.

Under the cover fire of Spiritual Artifacts and Runes, packs of Walking Corpses could only be wiped out.

Even the few Iron Corpses could not escape being slain.

However, these ultimate reserves were extremely precious and limited in number; they would eventually run out.

An hour later, a portion of Zombies were exterminated, and the enemy’s strength was weakened, it was time for a frontal assault.

Yang Jishan glanced at Mo Hua beside him, his look somewhat worried.

Mo Hua nodded at him, indicating there was no need to worry.

Following the mixed crowd and being taken care of by senior brother and sister, being careful wouldn’t pose a danger.

Yang Jishan sighed and then looked forward, his expression stern, and said solemnly,

"Kill!"

The Taoist Soldiers behind him also raised their swords and shouted,

"Kill!"

The Formations on the Taoist Soldiers’ armor were activated, the Spiritual Power surged, and responded with each other in clusters.

Their voices thundered over mountains and forests, and morale soared to the skies.

Taoist Soldiers charged in Formation, clashing intensely with batches upon batches of Zombies.

Like cold water into boiling oil.

The top of the grave mounds boiled tumultuously for a moment...

Mo Hua, Bai Zisheng, and Bai Zixi, who were following Yang Jishan, focused mainly on self-preservation and did not attack recklessly to avoid being swept into the Corpse Tide and unable to free themselves. ȑᴀΝꝋΒÈṧ

Only at critical moments did they cast some spells to relieve the pressure on the surrounding battles.

This fierce battle lasted an entire day...

Cultivators were constantly wounded or killed, or attacked by Corpse Poison, falling into becoming Walking Corpses.

Similarly, large numbers of Zombies also fell, including a few Iron Corpses and a multitude of Walking Corpses.

But the number of Zombies was still substantial.

And Lu Chengyun was still nowhere to be seen.

Yang Jishan then took the lead, charging into the depths of the grave mounds, where Lu Chengyun hid.

The other Foundation Building Cultivators also followed Yang Jishan into the battle.

The deeper into the grave mounds, the more desolate and eerie it got.

The denser the group of corpses.

There were more Iron Corpses, and the Corpse Poison was heavier.

But with everyone’s methods in full force, the hordes of corpses couldn’t stand against them.

By evening, forces from all sides broke into the depths of the grave mounds at a chaotic burial ground, where they saw Lu Chengyun and the Corpse King behind him.

Dozens of Iron Corpses were guarding him in the vicinity.

And outside, thousands of Walking Corpses still poured in, seemingly protecting their "king."

Taoist Soldiers raised their shields, forming human walls, resisting the peripheral Walking Corpses.

Yang Jishan and others began to confront Lu Chengyun face-to-face, preparing for the final encirclement and suppression.

Lu Chengyun’s face was slightly pale, but his expression remained calm.

He glanced at Yang Jishan with a cold gaze and scanned the crowd, sighing,

"Not bad for soldiers under the Taoist Court, so many Zombies, yet they can’t stop you..."

Yang Jishan said in a deep voice,

"Lu Chengyun, you are at the end of your rope. Surrender the Corpse King and surrender now."

Lu Chengyun shook his head, "With the Corpse King, I still have a way out. If I surrender the Corpse King, death is certain for me."

Yang Jishan sneered, "You’re determined to fight to the death?"

"If I don’t fight to the death, where’s my way to live? The Taoist Court won’t let me go, neither will you."

Lu Chengyun raised his eyebrows and suddenly said oddly,

"But before the final battle, there’s one thing I don’t understand."

His gaze cooled as he scrutinized everyone,

"I really want to know, among all those present, who exactly uncovered the secret of the Corpse Mine and saw through the Formation I laid out? Who could push me to this state?"

The Cultivators looked at each other and remained silent.

Yang Jishan’s gaze darkened slightly, and he was also somewhat startled inside.

Mo Hua’s actions, Lu Chengyun knew nothing about?

Yang Jishan looked around, seeing Bai Zisheng and Bai Zixi by his side, while Mo Hua had disappeared without a trace.

Was he hiding?

"Can this concealment even hide from me?"

Yang Jishan was secretly astonished.

Seeing no one confess, Lu Chengyun scoffed,

"I thought it was a mastermind without fail, but it turns out to be a coward who shows his face and hides his tail!"

Hidden in the crowd, Mo felt disdainful when he heard this.

Such an aggressive method was too childish and couldn’t ruffle a feather in his heart.

The things he said to insult people were definitely more infuriating.

Yang Jishan’s gaze sharpened, and he said coldly,

"Lu Chengyun, you’re no match for us, content to have a moment of verbal satisfaction. That’s all you’re capable of."

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