The pitch-black coffin was gradually pried open.
The corpses inside crawled out one by one.
With hollow, lifeless eyes and decaying, festering skin, they stood densely packed on the mining grounds—dozens of them, an ominous presence.
Corpse Refinement!
Mo Hua’s gaze grew cold as he looked at Zhang Quan and said icily,
"Have you turned to Demon Path?"
Corpse Refinement is a truly demonic practice, unacceptable to the Cultivation World and contrary to Taoist Law.
Cultivators who practiced Corpse Refinement would be executed by the Taoist Court.
The Sects or Clans that practiced Corpse Refinement would also be obliterated by the Taoist Court.
Thinking of these Walking Corpses, most of which were Mining Cultivators from the mountain.
After a lifetime of hardship, they had died in vain, only to have their corpses refined into Zombies to be used for evil deeds.
Mo Hua noted this in his mind about Zhang Quan.
Once this affair was settled, he was determined to find a way to ensure that Zhang Quan would meet a horrific end.
Zhang Quan sneered, "So what if I have? I’m a lone man with nobody to care for me. As long as I can achieve enlightenment, what does turning to Demon Path matter to me?"
Mo Hua looked disdainful, "You’ve turned to Demon Path and still dream of enlightenment? Keep dreaming."
"What would a brat like you know?"
"You’re being chased around by a brat like a rat scurrying for cover, and you think you understand better?"
A surge of blood rushed to Zhang Quan’s throat, which he forcefully suppressed to avoid spitting it out.
He raged, "Fine, fine, you have a glib tongue; I can’t outtalk you. But once I’ve killed you and torn your mouth apart to feed these Walking Corpses, let’s see if you can still be so tough!"
Mo Hua snorted,
"Forget it, you can’t even catch me when you’ve become a corpse yourself, and you’re counting on these stupid Walking Corpses?"
After that, Mo Hua quietly asked Bai Zixi, "Senior Sister, what’s a Walking Corpse?"
Bai Zixi replied, "They are low-level Zombies."
"Oh, oh."
Mo Hua’s heart settled, and he nodded repeatedly. Then, he lifted his head with an air of disdain,
"Nothing but low-level Zombies. All you, a Foundation Building Cultivator, have are these petty tricks. You’d better crawl back into the womb and avoid embarrassing yourself in the outside world..."
Mo Hua shouted loudly.
Having come from a background of Monster Hunting, and having trained under Elder Yu, even if Mo Hua didn’t know how to curse someone himself, he could recite the curses taught by Elder Yu.
However, since his Junior Brother and Sister were there, he felt embarrassed to utter the more vulgar insults.
Worried about spoiling his own image,
he instead opted for some rather "friendly" terms to test Zhang Quan.
But Zhang Quan was finding it somewhat intolerable.
He would normally ignore any insults from brats, knowing he could cut them down with a backward swipe.
But Mo Hua, he couldn’t kill.
No matter how Mo Hua insulted him, he had to tolerate it, completely powerless against him.
And all his moves were flawlessly defended against, leaving him indeed with nothing but these Walking Corpses.
Zhang Quan glared at Mo Hua intently.
If stares could kill, Mo Hua would have died by his glance ten times over.
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Mo Hua remained unabashed, hands on his hips, looking at Zhang Quan and saying,
"What’s with the evil eye, little man? You think glaring with those tiny eyes will make me afraid?"
Zhang Quan’s scalp tingled with anger.
His right hand trembled as he shook the Blood Rope Marked Copper Bell, shouting hoarsely,
"I’ll kill you!"
The dozens of Walking Corpses, drawn by the bell, bared their fangs, claws like knives, and lunged madly towards Mo Hua and the others, emitting guttural breaths.
Bai Zixi’s delicate hands waved, and several streaks of Sword Qi flew out, severing the legs of a few Walking Corpses.
Yet more of the Walking Corpses continued to advance relentlessly.
Even those that had fallen, their legs chopped off, continued crawling towards Mo Hua, mindless of their condition.
Mo Hua focused and conjured the Fireball Technique.
One Fireball Technique after another flew out, burning the arms of a few Walking Corpses into charred stumps, turning them to ash.