Shangguan Wang was greatly shocked, stabbing backward, the sharp Sword Qi pushed back the Golden Corpse, but he couldn’t penetrate the Golden Corpse’s skin.
The powerful defense of the Golden Corpse’s skin was evident.
Shangguan Wang turned his head, looking behind him.
Two silhouettes slowly materialized, one exuding corpse Qi, was from the Yin Corpse Valley’s Feather Transformation; the other, carrying a giant sword dense with demonic Qi, was an elder from the Demon Sword Sect.
Shangguan Wang’s pupils shrank, "You’ve been here long, waiting for a while?"
The elder from the Demon Sword Sect sneered, "You’re a traitor, alone without sect or clan, unable to protect the Divine Lord."
"The Divine Lord should be offered by our Demon Sword Sect."
The Feather Transformation from Yin Corpse Valley stared at Mo Hua, eyes gleaming with greed, "If I’m not mistaken, kid, you carry the aura of a ’Corpse King,’ and it’s a low-level Corpse King..."
"The Corpse King is the king among corpses, with the fortune of the Death Dao, commanding innumerable corpses to obey... yet it’s always something sought after but rarely found. Unexpectedly, the fate I’ve sought all my life has fallen on this kid..."
In Yin Corpse Valley’s Feather Transformation, those gray-white and deathly desolate eyes revealed an excited bloodlust:
"If my Golden Corpse becomes a ’Corpse King,’ then I would be invincible in Yin Corpse Valley. The position of Valley Master would belong to no one but me!"
Stared grimly by the Feather Transformation Demon Head of Yin Corpse Valley, though Mo Hua carried Yu Er, his face turned pale.
The Feather Transformation from Yin Corpse Valley could no longer restrain his desire, immediately controlling the Golden Corpse to pounce at Mo Hua.
Shangguan Wang was enraged, "Don’t even think about coveting the Divine Lord!"
The gift of the Divine Lord was his alone!
Shangguan Wang thrust out his sword and engaged in combat with Yin Corpse Valley’s Feather Transformation.
On the other side, the elder from the Demon Sword Sect gave a sinister smile, transforming into a cloud of demonic Qi, rushing towards Mo Hua, mainly towards the Yu Er on Mo Hua’s back.
The demonic Qi was intense, black wind surged, just before reaching Mo Hua, when suddenly the ground twisted, flesh transforming into human form.
Mr. Tu, in a demon monster’s guise, emerged from the flesh, spouting a mist of blood, dispelling the demonic Qi.
Then he used his hand as a blade, stabbing into the black mist.
Black and red light interwove, Mr. Tu’s flesh blade clashed with a pitch-black demon sword.
The face of the elder from the Demon Sword Sect was grim, "The Divine Lord is from our Demon Sword Sect, the master of the Ancient Demon Sword!"
Mr. Tu only sneered coldly, "A mere Sword Slave, deluded by wishful thinking."
After speaking, he transformed into a mass of indistinct flesh, tangling with the elder from the Demon Sword Sect.
The elder from the Demon Sword Sect also wielded the demon sword with eyes, battling Mr. Tu.
Shangguan Wang and the Feather Transformation of the Golden Corpse from Yin Corpse Valley were equally engaged in a deadly struggle, Sword Qi and the Golden Corpse intertwining viciously.
In front of the abyss of Yanluo Mountain, the four Feather Transformations fought desperately, unable to ascertain a victor.
And what they fought so fiercely over, was their Divine Lord’s flesh embryo and the Mo Hua with the connection to the Corpse King.
Mo Hua stood at the edge of the abyss, watching the four Feather Transformations fighting back and forth, then with a thought, holding Yu Er, he let his feet slide, jumping into the abyss, leaping towards the blood-drenched earth veins, leaping towards the Demon’s Cave of countless blood and flesh demon monsters.
The four individuals, engrossed in battle, Mr. Tu included, upon noticing this scene, were instantly shocked to the core, their faces dramatically changed.