kept for himself.>If the two-headed hellhound fails to break through, it can only give this one to it as well.Here is the translation of your request:Let me know if you have any other text you'd like...Although shambling corpses are stronger than zombies, they are still dead things without intelligence. The shambling corpses in front of them were all hideous in appearance and expressionless, with only bloodlust and killing instinct in their nature.

Could it be that this corpse has been in the cave, inhaling and exhaling spiritual energy for so long that it has developed sentience

Qin Sang still wasn't reassured. He activated the talisman that induced Tears of Heavenly Star to protect his body, then from his pouch he pulled out a large handful of talismans and secretly clutched both the Devouring Yuan Cone and the Profound Yin Thunder in his hand.

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These two artifacts are used once and then gone, very precious. But compared to a life, what does it amount to

The vast hall was grander than the two Qin Sang had seen before. The two heavy bronze doors stood tall, with archaic corpse patterns etched on them that appeared even more menacing. A pair of fierce eyes stared down the path, sending shivers down one's spine.

After entering the main hall, the three felt a heavy pressure mounting inside them. They looked around at the hall with bewilderment and suspicion. The hall was just as chaotic as before. Shattered pillars and stones were scattered everywhere, the ground and walls crisscrossed with deep trenches, clearly showing signs of a fierce battle. However, there were far fewer bones than expected, and no other traces of corpses were visible.

In the corner to the left of the main hall, there was a strange skeleton. The white bone leaned against the wall, with a distinct knife wound on its breastbone, particularly at the heart position. The ribs were completely severed there, which must have been the fatal blow.

A black iron stake was planted on the ground before the skeleton. Dust covered the stake, and faint traces of a dragon soaring among clouds could be seen carved upon it, along with fine cracks that crisscrossed its surface. It looked like a damaged artifact, one that might no longer function properly.

Around the iron stake, dozens of fragmented pieces of azure stone were densely arranged. They were all spirit stones that had been depleted of their energy and shattered. The arrangement of these stones was very orderly, like some kind of formation.

In the entire hall, only this skeleton was intact and the most eye-catching.

Qin Sang's gaze swept over Bai Gu's body, discovering a palm-sized black bag under her buttocks. The bag was wide open, its contents visible at a glance—it was empty, not a mustard seed bag.

The left hand of the skeleton was tightly clutching an ancient order, identical to the Xuan Tie token found by Bai Yun Shan Ren. It was face up, inscribed with the three characters "Tian Shi Zong," and the handwriting was exactly the same.

However, this ancient order was silver-white, and even the thick dust could not conceal its silvery luster.

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On Shaohua Mountain, the waist tokens worn by disciples at the Foundation Establishment stage differed from those of Qi Refining stage disciples. They served as symbols to distinguish their status and rank. This skeleton had clearly held a high position within the Tiansi Sect before its death, far exceeding that of ordinary outsiders. It was normal for them to wear different tokens. Qin Sang glanced at it and ignored it.

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White Cloud Mountain's people and Wu Yue Sheng were the same, because they soon found Liu Jiang.

"Liu Dao-you!"

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The resident of Baichunyuan Mountain stared at a corner of the hall and suddenly let out a loud, mournful cry.

Qin Sang followed his gaze and was also slightly taken aback.

The corpse stood behind a broken stone pillar, hiding in the shadow. It thrust its hand into Liu Jiang's chest, grabbed his heart, and lifted him up. A pair of fangs pierced deep into Liu Jiang's neck, devouring his blood and essence in large gulps. Crimson blood dripped from the corners of its mouth.

'Tick tock...'

The air was thick with the smell of blood, and the scene was horrifying.

Liu Jiang's eyes still held terror and disbelief. He couldn't close his eyes. In this short time, the vital energy in his body had been drained by the Corpse King, leaving him shriveled at a visible rate, turning into a withered corpse.

The areas on his chest and neck where he was wounded by the corpse were especially affected, with a sickly green corpse poison rapidly spreading throughout his body. It began to corrode his bones, emitting a foul stench.

People who were once alive, in the blink of an eye, have met such a tragic end.

'Bang!'

A sharp cracking sound.

The corpse demon, after absorbing all of Liu Jiang's essence, flung his body far away with a single hand. It extended its blood-red tongue to lick its lips, greedily staring at the three of them, as if they were three delectable feasts of blood.

At last, Qin Sang saw the true form of this corpse demon. He wasn't mistaken before; this one was indeed very different from other corpse demons.

It was also enveloped in a thick aura of earth evil, but if you looked through that earth evil to see its true form, you would find that besides its nails, fangs, and blood-red eyes, it didn't resemble a corpse puppet at all.

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Other corpse spirits forged by the earth's evil energy have their flesh and blood condensed, comparable to gold and iron, significantly increasing their defenses. The price they pay is that their bodies become disfigured, looking like demons at first glance.

This corpse was still maintaining the appearance it had in life. Though its face was pale and drawn, with sunken features and a contorted expression, one could tell that it had been a handsome young man in its lifetime.

After consuming Liujang's blood and essence, a flush of redness appeared on its body. Its sunken skin slowly protruded, and especially after its face was restored, it looked almost indistinguishable from a living person.

This strange scene shocked Qin Sang, he couldn't help but wonder, could this still be called a Corpse Was it some corpse-refining master who had honed their skills over countless years, or was it the special corpse-refining techniques of the Heavenly Corpse Sect

"Hmph..."

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The corpse demon licked the blood from its hands clean, letting out a series of eerie laughs. Its bloodshot eyes fixed on the three of them, the greed in its gaze growing ever more intense.

When the people of Baichung Mountain saw Liu Jiang's corpse, filled with misery and despair, they immediately drew out their wooden staff. They glared fiercely at the Corpse Devil, roaring angrily, "Kill it!"

A resident of Baiyun Mountain raised their wooden staff, surging spiritual energy into the artifact. The tip pointed at the Corpse Fiend suddenly, and a patch of flowers, grass, and trees materialized out of thin air.

Splash!

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Leaves and tree leaves withered instantly, transforming into blades as sharp as swords. They rained down upon the Corpse Demon in a relentless barrage. For cultivators with weaker cultivation bases, if they failed to dodge in time, they would be pierced through like a hornet's nest.

'Bang! Bang! Bang!'

Only the sound of cracking could be heard as leaves and twigs shattered, turning into countless green lights that dissipated. After the carnage, the corpse vanished.

Qin Sang's eyes narrowed slightly, and he reminded loudly, "White Cloud Daoist friend, be careful!"

Before his words could finish, with a deafening 'boom', Bai Yunshan's figure exploded backward. He raised his wooden staff to block the corpse demon's sharp claws, but he couldn't withstand its immense power and was pushed back several steps.

After being struck by the person from Baiyun Mountain, the corpse remained unharmed.

Its nails were covered in corpse poison, the shimmering black-green light still relentlessly pursuing Baiyunshan's people. The three of them only felt a flash before their eyes, and with a terrifying speed, a Sha Shi's hand leaped over the wooden staff, almost piercing Baiyunshan's chest.

Baiyunshan person was frightened into a cold sweat and hurriedly waved his wooden staff to send the claws flying, then retreated.

However, this would actually work in their favor.

Qin Sang and Wu Yue each glanced at the other, without rushing to save the people from Bai Yun Mountain. Instead, they immediately spread out to the sides, passing by the people from Bai Yun Mountain. In an instant, their formation shifted, and the three of them formed a Sancai Formation, encircling the corpse demon in the middle.

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