The Quest for Immortality

The maneuvers were cruel and the timing was precise.

At this moment, Lu Chengyun’s entire attention was focused on the Spirit Pivot Formation on the chest of the Corpse King. Guilt-ridden and fearful, he was repenting to the heavens, so he was somewhat caught off guard.

However, the strength of the Iron Corpse was, after all, inferior to that of the Corpse King, which had undergone Half-Bronze Corpse Transformation. Its movements were also a bit slower, giving Lu Chengyun a chance to escape.

Feeling the danger, he immediately moved to the side, dodging a claw aimed at his heart meridian, and then ducked his head to avoid a slice aimed at his neck.

Even so, his hair bun was still sliced off.

Lu Chengyun, with his hair disheveled, was in a pitiful state.

He looked at the two Iron Corpses with a face full of terror, retreating continuously as he pleaded,

"Elders, spare my life!"

These two Iron Corpses were indeed the Elders of the Minor Hidden Spirit Sect in their previous lives.

Thinking that it was the ancestors of the Minor Hidden Spirit Sect coming for his life, Lu Chengyun was scared out of his wits.

But then, a thought struck him, and he realized something was amiss.

Somewhere in the darkness, he could sense a Divine Sense, using the Corpse King as the hub, pulling at the two Iron Corpses!

This Divine Sense was profound, elusive, and carried a hint of familiarity.

"Someone is up to mischief, trying to take the opportunity to kill me!"

Lu Chengyun’s eyes turned cold. He traced this Divine Sense and then, with a fierce look, suddenly released a burst of Sword Qi, aimed straight at the open space beside Yang Jishan.

The Sword Qi was about to strike the ground.

Suddenly, a young man in white holding a long spear appeared. He stood with his spear horizontal, his aura surging forth to block the attack and dissipate the Sword Qi.

This young man in white was none other than Bai Zisheng.

Lu Chengyun was inwardly alarmed. Read new chapters at empire

A mere Qi Refinement Cultivator had blocked his sword strike, a strike from a Foundation Building Cultivator!

When Bai Zisheng stepped back, a small figure also became visible behind him.

With features as refined as a painting and eyes as bright as starlight.

It was Mo Hua.

Lu Chengyun was stunned and then his expression changed dramatically,

"You’re not dead?!"

Mo Hua narrowed his eyes and smiled, not responding.

Lu Chengyun’s eyes flickered, and then his expression shook, as he exclaimed in disbelief,

"Could it be you?"

"You’ve taken control of my Corpse King?"

Upon hearing this, everyone, including Yang Jishan, was shocked, their eyes filled with disbelief as they looked at Mo Hua.

But Mo Hua shook his head and corrected him, "Not ’your’ Corpse King."

Then with a grasp of his hand, the Formation Patterns on the chest of the Corpse King suddenly brightened, extending pale blue Spiritual Threads that gradually spread over the entire body of the Corpse King.

"It is now my Corpse King!"

Lu Chengyun’s face turned pale with fear, "No!"

He immediately concentrated all his efforts, desperate to regain control over the Corpse King by activating the Spirit Pivot Evil Formation with all his might.

Bloody Formation Patterns emerged on the chest of the Corpse King.

Red Evil Power, like blood threads, began to spread outwards as well, entangling with the pale blue Spiritual Threads, battling and extinguishing each other continuously.

The Corpse King, caught between the red and blue strands, struggled back and forth, roaring hideously.

On its chest, the two opposing colors of Formation Patterns, good and evil, light and dark, alternated.

In just a moment, the blood threads were suppressed by the Spiritual Threads, crumbling away step by step.

The Evil Formation on the chest of the Corpse King gradually dimmed as well.

Lu Chengyun broke out in cold sweat, feeling his Divine Sense weakening. The Evil Power blood threads born from the activation of the Spirit Pivot Evil Formation also weakened.

Meanwhile, the Spiritual Power threads continued to flow unceasingly, filled with abundant Divine Sense Power!

Lu Chengyun felt it was inconceivable.

He realized a terrifying truth:

Mo Hua, the little devil, was not only proficient in the Spirit Pivot Formation, but his mastery of the Formation far exceeded his own, and even his Divine Sense was overwhelmingly more powerful!

How could this be possible?!

He was just at the eighth level of Qi Refinement!!

Watching his Corpse King gradually slipping from his grasp,

Lu Chengyun felt both heartache and terror, glaring at Mo Hua and asking through clenched teeth,

"When exactly did you learn the Spirit Pivot Formation?"

Mo Hua, while still controlling the Corpse King, replied with a puzzled expression, "Didn’t you teach me?"

Lu Chengyun was taken aback.

Mo Hua, looking innocent, said,

"Have you forgotten? The Spirit Pivot Formation Chart was shown to me by you. You even drew it several times in front of me, and I just... learnt it by watching..."

Lu Chengyun roared in disbelief, "Impossible!!"

"Impossible!"

His expression was verging on madness.

"This is the Spirit Pivot Formation, one of the top twelve-pattern Ultimate Formations!"

"I spent nearly a hundred years, day and night, immersed in its study, enduring endless hardship, and I had to use methods of the Evil Dao, drawing with human bones, dipped in human blood, on human skin, to learn this formation..."

"And you learnt it just by looking a few times??"

"That’s impossible!"

Lu Chengyun’s eyes turned bloodshot, and his mind was in disarray. Even his Taoist Heart showed signs of cracking.

Mo Hua immediately gave Bai Zisheng a look.

Bai Zisheng understood instantly, and with a flicker of movement, his spear shot forward like a gust of wind, aiming straight for Lu Chengyun’s chest.

Because the Corpse King was under control, the surrounding Iron Corpses were motionless.

Lu Chengyun’s Taoist Heart was disturbed, his emotions out of control; he was completely unaware of Bai Zisheng’s ambush and was struck in the chest by the spear.

But Bai Zisheng, after all, was but at the level of Qi Refinement, while Lu Chengyun possessed the level of Foundation Establishment.

The spear strike was swift, yet it only broke the surface of Lu Chengyun’s skin and did not penetrate, let alone manage to kill him.

Lu Chengyun spat out a mouthful of fresh blood, stumbling backward but quickly regained his senses.

He must escape!

His once-reliable Corpse King was about to belong to someone else.

If he didn’t flee now, he might really die here.

Lu Chengyun used his movement technique, dodging Bai Zisheng’s spearmanship while retreating.

Though Bai Zisheng was only at the level of Qi Refinement, his cultivation was profound and his Taoist skill sharp.

With Lu Chengyun seriously injured and surrounded by formidable enemies, and the Corpse King on the verge of "betrayal," he could only be chased by Bai Zisheng, desperately fleeing among the motionless Iron Corpses like a wooden stake.

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