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The corpse puppeteer commanded the bone dragon to spew poison fire, but it was to no avail, and he saw that Zhou Yi was about to break through the formation, his eyes flashing with soul fire as his aura suddenly changed.

"Hehehe! I am the Golden Corpse, does my fellow daoist find my appearance somewhat unfamiliar?"

"I am Sun Xing, a nameless nobody."

Zhou Yi casually responded, disregarding any attack from the Corpse Demon while continuously casting spells to blast open a path.

The Golden Corpse took a close look at the Xuanwu Divine Armor and recognized it not as any known treasure, feeling a sense of relief in his heart, "As long as it is not that scoundrel Tang Xuan, just a mere tortoise shell, I will eventually break it!"

He waved his hand casting many Demon Head curse techniques, such spells directly targeted the divine soul and were most suitable for breaking through defensive treasures.

Despite the shining light of the Evil Demon Curse Technique, it couldn’t penetrate Zhou Yi’s body, as the Xuanwu Divine Armor blocked everything outside.

The Golden Corpse then cast hundreds of Magic Divine Abilities, none of which could break the defense, his face showing a greedy expression.

"Such a protective treasure should belong to me!"

An hour later.

Zhou Yi, enduring the endless onslaught, persistently slaughtered the Corpse Demons, finally killing his way through and breaking out from the Formation and Prohibition.

"Fellow daoist, please wait, I shall leave as well!"

Having spoken, he transformed into a streak of light and disappeared into the horizon amidst the furious curses of the Golden Corpse.

...

Following this.

Zhou Yi roamed chaotically across the Nine Continents, sometimes in Buddha Continent, sometimes in Red Continent, or maybe in Quiet Continent.

A hammer here, a mallet there.

Wherever he passed, Spirit Veins were destroyed, the Golden Corpse raged like thunder, yet being unable to keep Zhou Yi with his spirit possessing others and protected by that treasure.

With lessons learned from before, every time Zhou Yi aimed to destroy Spirit Veins, he would consume hundreds of years of his lifespan, casting minor secret techniques to divine the movements of the Corpse Demons, never again falling into an ambush.

Seeing the continuous collapse of Spirit Veins, the Golden Corpse had no choice but to order the Corpse Demon armies to form defenses around the Spirit Veins.

However, it was to little avail.

Zhou Yi, proficient in both righteous and demonic Formation and Prohibition, silently slipped into the formations, detonated the Spirit Veins right under the noses of numerous Corpse Demons, and left without looking back.

...

Five years later.

Quiet Continent.

The ancient grounds of Heavenly Corpse Sect had reopened their gates.

Corpse Demons roamed freely, bone dragons circled in the skies.

A staircase built of piled white bones led straight up to the grand hall at the mountain’s peak, from which roaring sounds continuously emanated.

"Idiots, imbeciles..."

"They should be thrown into the Nine Netherworlds Demon Fire, to burn for ten thousand years..."

"The majority of Qiong Continent, a part of Buddha Continent, and bits of Green State and Ji Continent, the veins all severed..."

"At this rate, my so-called rule over the Nine Continents will become a joke!"

The Golden Corpse’s eyes nearly burst from their sockets as his cold gaze swept across the Corpse Demons in the hall, unable to comprehend how such a good situation had been ruined by a bug flitting about everywhere.

One could foresee that in another ten to twenty years, over half of the Spirit Veins in the Nine Continents would be destroyed.

By then, the Spiritual Energy would surely become scarce, possibly delaying the revival of the Spiritual Energy, and if he could not ascend to Nascent Soul within five to six hundred years, the Golden Corpse would die of old age!

The Corpse Demons in the hall lowered their heads in silence, possessing full sentience, yet they were fundamentally subservient to the Golden Corpse.

Not to mention being thrown into the Demon Fire to burn their divine souls, even if it meant being pulverized for no reason, there would be no thought or act of resistance.

Absolute obedience!

The Golden Corpse’s rage was not directed at the Corpse Demons, after all, each of them harbored a piece of his spirit, serving as the sole will of all the Corpse Demons in the Nine Continents, with their emotions more like a lonely self-performance.

One of the Corpse Demons, under the control of the divided spirit, stepped forward and bowed, saying, "Sect Master, we could round up the remaining humans, torment but not kill them, to draw out that bug!"

The Golden Corpse nodded in satisfaction, speaking to himself, "Very well, I entrust this matter to you."

Another Corpse Demon came forward, "Sect Master, the humans have fled deep into the Eastern Sea; we could create White Bone Flying Boats to capture them all and herd them, threatening the bug to no longer destroy the Spirit Veins!" n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

"Very good."

The Golden Corpse nodded in appreciation, as if manipulating puppets, amusing himself in a solo performance.

After a long time.

As the anger in his heart gradually dissipated, he motioned for all the Corpse Demons to withdraw, the Golden Corpse sat alone in the grand hall, rather forlorn.

"After solving that bug problem, the vast expanse of the Nine Continents will have only me!"

At that moment.

The voice of Han Chao sounded in his mind.

"Golden fellow daoist, no matter how many humans you take as hostages, you will not draw out that person!"

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The Golden Corpse asked, "Han fellow daoist, are you suggesting you have a method?"

"That person possesses a protective treasure, unparalleled in defense. According to the information you’ve obtained, even Nascent Soul practitioners would struggle to break through."

Han Chao said, "Relying on this treasure, you have already established an invincible position, but no matter how you try to defend, there will come a day when the Spirit Vein is exhausted, and then, Golden Core fellow daoist, your path will end!"

"Although I am reluctant to admit it, indeed there is nothing I can do about that tortoise shell."

The Golden Corpse’s eyebrows were tightly furrowed, and what Han Chao said made sense, now that the chains of heaven and earth made it difficult to form a Golden Core, Zhou Yi with his Nascent Soul-level defense has become an existence like a loophole in the heavenly way.

Wait a hundred or so years, once heaven and earth revive further.

Among the army of billions of Corpse Demons, many Golden Cores will surely be born, capable of guarding the Spirit Veins of the Nine Continents, no longer allowing anyone to casually destroy them.

Han Chao reminded, "Golden fellow daoist cannot wait that long, not to mention a hundred years, in three to five decades, the Spirit Veins of the Nine Continents will be almost gone!"

The Golden Corpse was silent for a long while, then said helplessly, "This sect leader has roamed the Nine Continents for more than two thousand years, seen countless treasures, yet inexplicably cannot recognize that tortoise shell, nor do I know where that bug crawled out from."

"Fellow daoist has extinguished the lives of the Nine Continents, bound by endless karma, how could there be no calamities?"

Han Chao persuaded gently, "Before there was my master, the reincarnation of an invincible Dao Lord, and now there is this supreme treasure recognizing its owner, surely it’s Heaven’s retaliation!"

"Thief Old Heaven? Humph!"

The Golden Corpse looked up at the sky and said, "Zhou fellow daoist, no more beating around the bush, if you have any methods, speak them directly!"

"The method is very simple, release the seal on the Immortal Corpse Pearl!"

Han Chao said, "Once the Nine Continents are shrouded in corpse qi, no matter how strong that person’s supreme treasure defense is, can it really withstand the erosion of the immortal corpse’s qi? Either transform into a Corpse Demon or escape far across the sea!"

"Golden fellow daoist, protected by the Jade Dishware, you are the only one in the Nine Continents who can resist the corpse qi, not even Heaven itself can do anything about it."

"This method…"

The Golden Corpse murmured, "Indeed it is not bad, after obtaining the Jade Dishware, I had such thoughts as well."

Han Chao said, "This person appeared out of nowhere, must be Heaven secretly obstructing, even if by chance you kill him, another will appear, until once again the end of the Law arrives!"

The Golden Corpse was very tempted, and suddenly asked.

"For such a plan, fellow daoist, what do you seek to gain?"

Han Chao sighed, and said slowly.

"If the end of the Law arrives, my path to immortality is cut off, how can I be reconciled?"

...

In the western part of Cloud Continent.

Boom boom boom!

Mountains collapsed and the earth split open, the Spirit Vein breaking into sections.

Zhou Yi, dozens of miles away, watched the chaos among the Corpse Demons with a smile on his face.

"Over a hundred Spirit Veins in Cloud Continent, I laid down formations when they were first born, today they have finally seen use. As for which place to destroy next, I need to divine a little!"

Zhou Yi took out a divination cylinder and gently shook it a few times.

A divination stick fell to the ground, snapping into three pieces with a crack.

"Hm?"

Zhou Yi revealed a shocked expression, muttering to himself.

"After a thousand years, the third Blood Light Disaster!"

"In the Nine Continents today, the only one who can threaten me is the Golden Corpse, that Demon Head has discovered some kind of secret technique, that even the Xuanwu Divine Armor can hardly withstand!"

He silently recited a mantra to calm his mind, slowly steadying his emotions.

Zhou Yi sacrificed a decade of his lifespan, casting a minor heaven-cutting technique to divine the fortunes and misfortunes of the next ten days.

The divination stick landed smoothly!

He then spent a century of his lifespan to divine the fortune of the next 100 days, and after the divination stick fell and broke into three pieces.

"A calamity will erupt within 100 days!"

Zhou Yi calmed his mind, continued to repeatedly divine the hexagrams, and finally determined the exact time.

"Sixty-three days from now, a Blood Light Disaster will occur, there is still time to avoid it."

"The Demon Head is in Quiet Continent, far away from me by tens of thousands of miles, it must be some kind of supreme curse technique, to be safe, the farther I escape the better!"

With this thought in mind, Zhou Yi flickered and sprouted wings on his back, using the Blood Burning Escape Technique to fly eastward.

Several days later.

Passing by Xianjing.

Zhou Yi’s escape light slowed down a bit, and he glanced at the ground, the once prosperous city had turned into a playground for Corpse Demons.

"It’s all over!"

With a helpless sigh, he waved a hand, drawing over some intact bricks and stones from the ruins of the imperial palace.

Afterward, he steered his escape light directly into the Eastern Sea, using the Blood Spirit Fruit to replenish his blood, and in just over sixty days with an escape speed not weaker than a Nascent Soul ancestor, he had entered a place where Spiritual Energy was utterly cut off.

Zhou Yi hid in the Kunlun Cave Heaven, set up hundreds of formations, affixed thousands of talismans, and pushed various treasures to their limits.

He waited for several tens of days.

"Has the Blood Light Disaster passed?"

Zhou Yi carefully examined his essence, qi, and spirit, finding no trace of curses, and after waiting a few more months without any incident, he steered his escape light to return to the Nine Continents.