Lu Chengyun released his Divine Sense, scanning the crowd once again, but still found nothing.
Among the cultivators present, there were those with profound cultivation, those with exceptional Divine Sense, and a few who were clearly masters of Formation.
But not a single cultivator gave off that eerie and pressing feeling.
None resembled the cultivator who had woven the snare and was steadily closing in on him.
Lu Chengyun shook his head.
It's no use, the matter has reached this point, knowing or not knowing doesn't matter anymore.
A true battle of life and death calls for real strength; minor tricks are inconsequential.
Lu Chengyun looked at Yang Jishan, his eyes revealing a chilling light, and said,
"You underestimate this Corpse King..."
"This Corpse King is mine; no one can take it away!"
"Today, all of you will be buried here!"
"Your flesh and blood will become sacrificial offerings for the Corpse King."
"To let this Corpse King complete its true metamorphosis, becoming the true Lord of Evil, the King of Corpses!"
Lu Chengyun appeared invigorated, with a touch of madness in his eyes.
Yang Jishan frowned, feeling a sense of foreboding.
Just then, the Corpse King behind Lu Chengyun suddenly changed its aura, turning bloodthirsty and furious. Its exposed skin shifted from an iron blue to a gradually lightening hue, transforming into a deep bronze color...
Copper Corpse!
Yang Jishan's heart trembled.
Lu Chengyun intended to refine the Corpse King into a Copper Corpse!
Copper Corpse denotes the rank, while Corpse King indicates the status.
Once the Corpse King fully transformed into a Copper Corpse, its power would surge dramatically, and it would be able to command an army of the dead. The people here would have no means of dealing with it.
With a Copper Corpse King at his protection, they would also be unable to kill Lu Chengyun!
Yang Jishan drew out his Sunset Spear and yelled,
"Go all out! Slay all the zombies, including Lu Chengyun!"
The others, recognizing the seriousness of the situation, no longer held back and attacked Lu Chengyun together.
Foundation Establishment cultivators clashed with Iron Corpses. Their Spiritual Power was formidable, and the Corpse Qi intense. Even the mere aftermath was enough to shake the mountains and crack the stone.
As Yang Jishan advanced on Lu Chengyun, the half-transformed Copper Corpse King blocked his path.
Its eyes were crimson, with bronze skin and iron bones, elongated fangs, and fingertips oozing with a thick, dark green Corpse Poison.
Each move carried a gust of foul wind.
Yang Jishan, even when fighting with all his might, was still suppressed by the Corpse King.
Several nearby Foundation Establishment cultivators rushed to assist seeing the situation.
Among them was a gaunt old man with a solemn expression and a middle-aged cultivator who appeared reluctant.
It took several Foundation Establishment cultivators working together to just barely match the half-transformed Copper Corpse King in combat.
For a moment, everyone was somewhat taken aback.
If they allowed the Corpse King to complete its transformation into a Copper Corpse, they might all perish here.
After dozens more exchanges, Yang Jishan felt a chill in his heart and knew they couldn't continue this way, so he gritted his teeth and said, "Kill Lu Chengyun first!"
Lu Chengyun sneered upon hearing this.
The Qi Refining Taoist Soldiers had the Walking Corpses to restrain them, Foundation Establishment cultivators had the Iron Corpses, and Yang Jishan's few high-combat Foundation Establishment were suppressed by the Corpse King.
How could they kill him?
Yang Jishan's gaze turned icier as a red glow flashed in his hand. The Sunset Spear erupted in flames, its power astounding.
Lu Chengyun's expression changed slightly.
"Hold it off!" shouted Yang Jishan.
He then retreated a few steps, leaving the attack range of the Corpse King and reaching a safe position. His Qi Sea surged as he stimulated all his Spiritual Power, integrating it into the Sunset Spear.
The Sunset Spear was enveloped in flames, burning fiercely.
And behind Yang Jishan, the flames condensed as if congealing into a miniature sun.
Lu Chengyun was startled and immediately commanded the Iron Corpses to move towards Yang Jishan,
"Stop him!"
The surrounding Iron Corpses, baring their fangs and claws, advanced on Lu Chengyun.
The Corpse King also roared and charged towards Yang Jishan.
The gaunt old man shouted, "Protect Leader Yang!"