Chapter 119: Poisonous Corpse Puppet

  Everyone held their breath at once, and their hearts involuntarily rose. The footsteps gave people a chilling feeling.

  As the footsteps drew closer, faintly visible in the black fog were dozens of stiff figures approaching the small square. Although they were moving, their postures were extremely eerie.

  At last, a black figure appeared before everyone, and everyone suddenly gasped in unison.

  This figure was a dead villager, now stiffly moving forward like a zombie. His face was pitch black and had rotted away more than half, with green oil-like lights flickering in the eye sockets, exuding an unspeakable horror.

  "Corpse Poison!" The faces of the divine transcendence cultivators changed, and they exclaimed in unison.

  The disciples were still able to remain calm, but their faces had also turned pale. They had never seen anything so terrifying and eerie before.

  Gradually, other figures also emerged from the dark fog, all of whom were dead townspeople, each one rushing towards the crowd like a zombie.

  "What thing, get out of my way!" A Yunling Sect disciple shouted. He stood at the edge, only a few meters away from the poisonous corpse puppet in front, and with a frightened swing of his hand, a strong gust of wind was swept out.

  The poisonous corpse puppet did not dodge or yield, but instead stretched out its pitch-black arms and let out a shrill howl, charging forward against the strong wind.

  "No, don't attack it!" shouted Xuanlingzi and Jindazhao in unison.

  Puff! The poisonous corpse puppet was hit by this strong wind, but instead of being blown away, it suddenly swelled up like an old broken bag filled with rotten water, and then burst with a loud noise, spewing out a large puddle of stinky black liquid in an instant.

  "Ah!" Several of the nearest Yunling Sect disciples dodged too late, and were instantly splashed with black liquid, immediately letting out mournful cries! The parts that were splashed began to rot at once.

  The Yunling Sect disciple who was exerting his strength was almost drenched in the black liquid, and before he could even let out a miserable cry, he fell to the ground, twitched a few times, and quickly disintegrated into a lump of unrecognizable black flesh.

  A sixth-generation disciple of a certain sect was killed without even being able to put up any resistance.

  The disciples all screamed in unison and involuntarily retreated backward. This poisonous corpse was simply too terrifying.

  "Fall back!" Xuán Líng Zǐ's eyes turned red, and in the blink of an eye, one of the sect's excellent disciples was lost. How would he explain this to his master?

  He strode forward, his hand waving, and several thick white flames shot out, landing on the poisonous corpses that were still close by, instantly igniting them into giant torches.

  These few poisonous corpses had only taken a few steps before they were burned to the ground, turning into a patch of black ash.

  Jin Dazhao rushed over, took out several antidotes from his bosom and handed them to the poisoned disciples: "You first enter the center of the square, sit down and use your true energy to detoxify."

  Those few disciples couldn't even speak, their faces covered with a thick black aura, they swallowed the antidote pill and hastily left.

  "Stop using ordinary attacks, use the Post-Heaven True Flame to burn these poisonous corpses. They are all highly toxic, don't get close and don't hit them, otherwise the poison will splatter everywhere. These townspeople are already dead, now they're just controlled corpse puppets."

  He swung his palm out, and the Innate Flame shot out first, then ignited several nearby poisonous corpses into fireballs.

  The other six divine transcendence cultivators also took action, unleashing a series of innate true flames that carried scorching high temperatures, blocking the way in front of the crowd of disciples and incinerating all the poisonous corpses that got close into flying ash.

  These poisonous corpses may be extremely toxic, but they have no consciousness and do not know how to dodge. Their movements are also extremely slow, and at a distance, they can only become living targets for attack.

  Seeing the senior fellow disciples block the danger, many of the later generations of disciples put down their worries and also lent a hand, dozens of chaotic post-heavenly true flames shot out, surging towards the poisonous corpses that were constantly emerging from the black fog.

  However, the power of the post-heaven true fire was far inferior to that of the pre-heaven true fire. Although it could burn the poisonous corpse puppet, it emitted a rolling black toxic smoke. As soon as the wind blew, it drifted towards everyone's direction.

  Several of the Six Extreme Sect's disciples immediately turned pale upon hearing this, with a dark aura surfacing on their faces as they stumbled and almost fell to the ground.

  Fortunately, the toxicity of the poisonous smoke had dissipated, and after circulating their true energy to dispel it, they took a few more yuanqi dan pills, so they didn't suffer any major harm.

  "The power of the true flame is insufficient tomorrow, everyone concentrates their strength to attack, don't disperse." Xie Tianfeng shouted loudly.

  The disciples immediately came to their senses and joined forces to strike out the Post-Heaven True Fire, instantly increasing its power, turning each of the poisonous corpses into flying ash.

  As for some disciples with cultivation above nine layers, their powers are strong and they can also annihilate the poisonous corpse alone.

  The poisonous corpses, although they kept coming in waves, were fearless of death, but under the scorching flames' attack, they could never get close to the crowd. Gradually, their numbers began to dwindle, after all, there were only a limited number of townspeople, at most around 100 or so people.

  Xia Chen and Chen Qiushui joined forces to destroy several poisonous corpses, and they also let out a sigh of relief. Although the power of these things was not strong, it was as annoying as a poisonous spider.

  "I don't know who attacked us? They actually turned all these villagers into poisonous zombies, what a vicious tactic." Chen Qiushui slightly frowned and said.

  Xia Chen was about to respond when his gaze swept casually around and he suddenly felt a shock.

  "What's wrong?" Chen Qiushui said.

  "Sister, I see that poisonous corpse's eyes are moving, it seems to have a divine consciousness." Xia Chen pointed with his hand.

  Chen Qiushui looked in the direction he was pointing, and indeed, a poisonous corpse puppet was turning its head, as if examining something. Its gait was not stiff like other poisonous corpse puppets, but rather indistinguishable from that of an ordinary person. On its pitch-black, rotting face, there seemed to be a hint of a ferocious expression.

  "Ah...... this poisonous corpse puppet seems different from other poisonous corpse puppets, what's going on?"

  "It seems to possess consciousness, how is this possible?"

  The other disciples also discovered the anomaly and cried out in surprise one after another.

  At this time, the poisonous corpse puppet with divine intelligence seemed to have discovered that everyone saw its abnormality. It suddenly looked up at the sky and let out a chilling roar, then quickly rushed towards the most densely populated area of the crowd. Its speed was so fast that it was not inferior to the four disciples of the later generations.

  "Huh?" Sun Ming Sheng's face turned cold, and with a flick of his hand, a stream of First Heaven True Fire shot out towards the poisonous corpse.

  The poisonous corpse's face was ferocious, seeing that it couldn't be avoided, suddenly with a loud bang, it actually self-destructed, the huge corpse instantly turning into a vast expanse of black toxic liquid, about to splash towards the crowd of disciples.

  Sun Ming Sheng was shocked and furious, never expecting that this poisonous corpse with divine intelligence would be so cunning. The crowd's faces turned pale, the toxic liquid splashed over such a wide range, and its speed was so fast, making it extremely difficult to completely avoid.

  Whoa! A giant flame palm, three zhang high and wide, slapped down, with raging flames burning fiercely. In an instant, it melted all the poison that hadn't even had time to splash out, not a single drop leaked out, and not even a wisp of smoke escaped.

  True Fire Palm!

  Everyone's eyes widened, this fire palm's power was not only extremely strong, but also impeccable in terms of timing, angle and force, it was simply perfect to the extreme, if it were slightly off, it would have been unable to block the poisonous zombie's self-explosion, who was so formidable?

  Xia Chen slowly withdrew his palm, and the True Fire Palm was naturally his handiwork. He had been worried that the True Fire might not be able to thoroughly subdue the poisonous zombie, so he added the power of the Thunderbolt Seal to it, and indeed it took effect at once.

  Sun Ming suddenly glanced at Xia Chen, and in his heart he had some dislike for Xia Chen, but this move actually saved many of the Donghua Sect's disciples. His impression was greatly changed, thinking that this kid wasn't bad after all, and had even stolen the spotlight from him.

  "Thanks, Shixiong Xia!"

  "Thanks for saving my life, Shixiong Xia."

  Those disciples who were still in shock and awe rushed to thank Xia Chen, their hearts filled with gratitude. Although Xia Chen's public challenge to the entire Donghua Sect had left a strong impression on everyone, it was somewhat arrogant. However, this move immediately made everyone feel grateful.

  "No need for formalities, fellow seniors. We must work together as one. I'm afraid that intelligent undead puppet from earlier was just the beginning, and the real danger is yet to come." Xia Chen's face turned grave.

  If poisonous corpses had consciousness, there wouldn't be just one so simple.

  Everyone was at a loss, if these poisonous corpses all possessed spiritual intelligence, how would they deal with it? Thinking of the miserable state of the Lingyun Sect disciple who was eroded by the toxic liquid earlier, many disciples' legs were slightly weakened.

  At this time, the poisonous corpses that were walking towards the square only had a few scattered ones left. Under the attack of the divine master's unparalleled Xiantian True Fire, they all turned into flying ash.

  Over a hundred poisonous corpses were annihilated, but most of them were eliminated by the eight divine communication cultivators, and only a small part of the poisonous corpses were jointly eliminated by the disciples.

  Just as everyone let out a sigh of relief, the black fog suddenly churned violently, and heavy, urgent footsteps rapidly approached in the fog, causing the ground to tremble incessantly, like the galloping of ten thousand horses.

  Everyone's face changed color.

  Whoa! One by one, huge black figures burst out of the dark fog, instantly stirring up waves of stench, making people feel nauseous, it was a toxic wind.

  The crowd shouted in unison, slapping their hands and sending out a series of powerful gusts of wind, dispersing the poisonous air.

  These black shadows were not human in shape, but rather large and terrifying beasts with a ferocious build. Each one stood upright, with a menacing posture, their hideous faces twisted into an expression of cold-blooded killing intent, clearly possessing intelligence.

  At a glance, these black creatures are far more formidable than those stiff and ignorant poisonous zombies.

  The black creature came straight at the crowd from all directions, and even though it was dozens of feet away, people could smell its pungent odor.

  Li Chen Dong and eight other divine cultivators changed their faces, if these highly toxic black creatures were allowed to enter the disciples, the consequences would be unthinkable.

  "We'll take action, stop them!" Zhan Li shouted loudly, and with a swift motion, he raised his hand, unleashing two massive lightning bolts that exploded like thunder, instantly turning several black creatures into flying ash.

  Other cultivators of the Mystic Arts also took action, and for a time, the Innate True Fire flew everywhere, shooting out in all directions. Several dozen black creatures hadn't even had time to get close before they were incinerated, turning into nothing but black smoke.

  However, the dark fog surged, and the black creatures were like unbridled wild horses, emerging one after another, rushing towards the crowd with their lives on the line. Even if everyone joined forces, they couldn't stop the creatures' charging footsteps.