All living beings were in shock and terror, forgetting how the Emperor's Corpse had instantly appeared in the center of the plaza from the edge of their vision.
This was not a fully deceased Emperor's Corpse, or perhaps, over the vast eons, something else bizarre had taken root, controlling this Emperor's Corpse. In any case, as all beings trembled in fear, the Emperor's Corpse’s mouth opened slightly.
"Roar!"
With a furious roar, the vanguard of the Six Flames Sect and the Great Yu Immortal Dynasty was instantly annihilated, hundreds of figures perishing. Even Immortal Monarch powerhouses like Dong Tai and Huan Bu, under the force of this single roar, had their blood essence stripped from their bodies and swallowed by the Emperor's Corpse.
"This... This... This Emperor's Corpse is moving!"
The sudden turn of events caused Xia Hou Ni Yun's eyes to glaze over, froth forming at her mouth as she spoke unintelligible words. Zhuang Zhu's face contorted in alarm. He wanted to reach out and grab Xia Hou Ni Yun to pull her away, but though his voice carried, his body was frozen.
Only his hands could move with great effort. The Emperor's Corpse, having absorbed a considerable amount of blood essence, stared blankly upwards at the heavens.
"This Emperor's Corpse might possess a sliver of consciousness!" Qi Jigguang's expression darkened.
"Ah!"
Di Xin Yuan suddenly cried out. The living beings quickly looked to see Di Xin Yuan's legs had already dissolved into a pool of blood. Injured by some unknown means, he had inexplicably lost his legs.
"Saintess!" Di Xin Yuan roared, his voice echoing as he called out to Zi Lan Xin, having lost his legs.
"Blood Sacrifice!"
"Puff!"
A mouthful of blood was spat onto the Yan Yan Soul Whip. A ball of flame appeared in the sky, the void shaking. A hazy figure clad in red, holding a flame in one hand and the Yan Yan Soul Whip in the other, slowly emerged.
"Nan Tian Xun, what are you waiting for!" Di Xin Yuan roared at Nan Tian Xun, "A single Emperor-grade Immortal Treasure cannot stop this Emperor's Corpse. If you wish to live, then unleash your Immortal Treasure!"
The Emperor's Corpse's head tilted slightly, its hollow eyes fixing upon dozens of beings. Instantly, the blood essence of those dozens of beings flowed into the Emperor's Corpse's eye sockets.
In the blink of an eye, apart from Xia Hou Ni Yun, Zhuang Zhu, Di Xin Yuan, Zi Lan Xin, Nan Tian Xun, Lao Fuzi, Dean Zhang, and the two Li Bais, all other beings perished.
"Damn it!"
Nan Tian Xun's eyes threatened to split, but he was utterly helpless. To survive, he could only refine an Emperor-grade Immortal Treasure. He let out a roar and directly threw the Dragon Seal. Instantly, nine dragons coiled and soared in all directions, and a man clad in imperial robes, wearing a flat-top crown and holding the Dragon Seal, gradually materialized.
"We're finished! We're all doomed! Two Emperor-grade Immortal Treasures are merely imbued with a wisp of an Immortal Emperor's aura. This is an Emperor's Corpse, a complete Emperor's Corpse controlling eighteen Imperial Fates!" Lao Fuzi's eyes were filled with despair. How could they possibly win? Who would have imagined this Emperor's Corpse possessed even a faint trace of divine consciousness?
"Worry not, we will act!" Li Bai watched the scene calmly and said softly.
"Alas!"
Lao Fuzi looked at the serene Li Bai and Qi Jigguang, and could only manage a wry smile. Even with the appearance of two Emperor-grade Immortal Treasures, he saw no path to survival. Relying on two Golden Immortals? That was utterly absurd!
"Burial Dragon Immortal Emperor!"
The figure wielding the Yan Yan Soul Whip stared at the Emperor's Corpse standing calmly in the plaza and said in a deep voice. The flames in his eyes erupted, shattering the entire plaza. His long whip transformed the vast sky into a world of inferno, declaring, "Burial Dragon Immortal Emperor, who controlled eighteen Imperial Fates in the Underworld River era, this Emperor shall, with this sliver of imperial aura, challenge you today. Let us see if this flesh of yours still possesses a fraction of your former strength."
"Ancestor!"
Zi Lan Xin held the cracked Yan Yan Soul Whip, tears streaming down her face. In this moment, the authority she and Di Xin Yuan once held vanished. Di Xin Yuan, his legs regrown, followed behind Zi Lan Xin, knelt on his knees, and paid homage to the founder of their Six Flames Sect.
"Chī!"
With a single word, the founder of the Southern Heaven Immortal Dynasty dispelled the imposing aura of Nan Tian Xun. He said nothing more, his eyes gravely fixed on the Emperor's Corpse of the Burial Dragon Immortal Emperor.
"Boom!"
The Emperor's Corpse seemed to sense the anomaly and stiffly raised its head. Having absorbed considerable blood essence, its lips, which were dark purple, had slightly faded. Its hollow eyes scanned the two figures wielding the Yan Yan Soul Whip and the Dragon Seal. Suddenly, its eyes widened, and within the hollow imperial gaze, blood surged, with two blood dragons erupting forth, aimed directly at the two ethereal projections in the void.
"Boom!"
Above the Burial Dragon Island, the sky for thousands of miles around shattered. A residual blood dragon, at the pinnacle of the firmament, stirred slightly, causing the boundless Boundary Sea to boil.
"Suppress!"
The figure in dragon robes raised the Dragon Seal with one hand. Nine colossal golden dragons appeared as if they were real dragons, emanating a boundless imperial might that sought to mend the shattered sky beyond Burial Dragon Island.
"Bang!"
The flame-burning long whip resonated in the void, as if all power had reached its limit. It seemed as though Li Bai and the others were unable to even touch or comprehend the battle between these three figures. Immense, ferocious power bore down upon the Emperor's Corpse.
"What has happened?"
Within the imperial palace of Chang'an City, Yang Hao exclaimed in shock, his heart pounding wildly. His gaze fixed in the direction of Burial Dragon Island. Soon after, Mao Xiang emerged from Mi Cang Dao and informed Yang Hao of the great upheaval in the skies above Burial Dragon Island.
"Boom!"
A deafening sound echoed. This single blast caused one-third of the Burial Dragon Secret Treasure to crumble. Under the combined might of two Immortal Emperors, the Emperor's Corpse's hands remained unmoved. Merely the blood dragons that erupted from its hollow imperial eyes shattered the combined forces of the two Immortal Emperors.
Boom!
The Emperor's Corpse extended its right hand and grasped the void slightly. The two Immortal Emperor figures in the void were instantly weakened by four-fifths. The Emperor-grade Immortal Treasures in the hands of Nan Tian Xun and Zi Lan Xin began to dissipate.
Everyone knew that relying solely on two Emperor-grade Immortal Treasures could not possibly withstand the might of the Emperor's Corpse, yet they had no other recourse.
"Ancestor!"
Nan Tian Xun, Zi Lan Xin, and Di Xin Yuan cried out in anguish, it was unclear whether they wept for their ancestor or for their own imminent demise. Sudan Novel Network
At this moment, the secret treasure suddenly trembled, and the Emperor's Corpse's body began to float. Approximately three feet above the ground, the Emperor's Corpse spread its arms, its eyes once again sweeping over the two weakened Great Emperor projections. With two resonant sounds, the Yan Yan Soul Whip and the Dragon Seal completely dissipated.
Emperor-grade Immortal Treasures were, after all, merely Emperor-grade Immortal Treasures; how could they possibly inflict even the slightest harm upon the Emperor's Corpse!
Its blood essence dissipated, its imperial might erased, yet it remained the physical body of the Burial Dragon Immortal Emperor, who had once roamed unchallenged and forged his formidable reputation!