"This True Monarch asked Ayoudo to invite Fellow Daoist here with no ill intent, only because there is something to discuss."
Lu Changsheng spoke calmly, not bothering about that early frontier war when he went all out and crossed blows with the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master, leaving the latter severely injured.
After all, in matters like that, they had stood on different sides; there was not much right or wrong to speak of.
He was not someone who bore grudges too deeply, and had always valued harmony.
Take the Yiming Ghost Sect, for example—Ming Sha True Monarch had come to make trouble for him again and again.
Especially within the Vast Sand Illusion Realm, where he was hunted in succession by Ming Sha True Monarch, Heavenly Silkworm True Monarch, and Yun Mei Monarch; that could be called the most stifling experience of Lu Ancestor’s life.
"I wonder what Yangming True Monarch wishes to discuss?"
The Heavenly Corpse Sect Master was extremely wary of the Lu Changsheng before him.
After all, Yangming True Man’s battle record was simply too astonishing.
Even though when he fought himself, and outside the Vast Sand Illusion Realm, he relied on burning everything and staking his life to display that transcendent battle power.
Yet the other party had not, as the rumors claimed, died from exhaustion.
And the fact that he had successfully broken through to Nascent Soul said enough about his strength.
Under such circumstances, he even worried that he might not be a match for this Yangming True Monarch.
"Naturally, it is about the Jin Kingdom."
Lu Changsheng said with a faint smile.
As he spoke, his sleeve brushed lightly, and a corpse appeared—charred black all over, a bloody hole in its chest, its face frozen in an expression of shock, terror, and unwillingness, eyes not yet closed in death.
Though this corpse had no trace of life, there was still a faint Nascent Soul Qi Mechanism lingering around it.
The Heavenly Corpse Sect Master and Ayoudo stared at the corpse; first they were stunned, then they were shaken to an indescribable degree, hardly daring to believe their own eyes.
"Ming Sha True Monarch!"
"This..."
Their expressions were full of shock and doubt, their voices trembling, as they recognized this to be the corpse of Ming Sha True Monarch.
Never in their wildest dreams had they thought that Ming Sha True Monarch was dead.
Killed by Yangming True Monarch.
Even Ayoudo, who knew Lu Changsheng’s strength, was so stunned by this scene that she could not speak.
After all, she knew that Lu Changsheng had just been at the Five Poisons Cult, leaving at almost the same time as she did.
In such a short span of time, the other party had killed Ming Sha True Monarch?
Not even the time it took to drink a cup of tea?
This was simply like some wild fantasy!
If Ming Sha True Monarch’s corpse were not right in front of her, she would have found it hard to believe, even suspecting that this corpse was fake.
"Fellow Daoist Heavenly Corpse, there’s no need to be nervous. I have not regarded you as an enemy, otherwise you would already be dead."
Lu Changsheng said with a faint smile, tossing Ming Sha True Monarch’s corpse to the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master as the Myriad Ghosts Blood Pool, which looked like an inkstone, appeared in his hand.
To show him that this was no trick.
This shattered Nascent Soul Body served as a greeting gift, to express his sincerity.
After all, such a broken corpse was of very limited use to him.
But in the hands of a power like the Heavenly Corpse Sect, its effect could be maximized.
Hearing this and seeing the corpse Lu Changsheng had thrown over, the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master’s expression darkened.
Arrogant!
Far too arrogant!
I have not regarded you as an enemy, otherwise you would already be dead!
These words completely failed to place him—the Heavenly Corpse Sect Master, a Nascent Soul True Lord—in Lu Changsheng’s eyes.
Yet looking at Ming Sha True Monarch’s corpse before him, and the Myriad Ghosts Blood Pool in Lu Changsheng’s hand, he had no way to refute it.
After all, Ming Sha True Monarch, who possessed the Myriad Ghosts Blood Pool, was in no way weaker than him.
In fact, when fully urging this Supreme Treasure, Ming Sha True Monarch even surpassed him by half a measure.
But now, Ming Sha True Monarch had died at the hands of this Yangming True Monarch, and even the Supreme Treasure Myriad Ghosts Blood Pool had fallen into the latter’s hand, which spoke volumes about the other’s strength.
The Heavenly Corpse Sect Master’s mind went blank, filled with horror.
He truly could not imagine how this Yangming True Man had accomplished it.
"If Yangming True Monarch has something to say, just speak plainly. There is no need to frighten me like this. This Sect’s cultivation to this day was not grown by being scared!"
As the saying goes, one may lose the fight, but not the presence.
The Heavenly Corpse Sect Master could see that Lu Changsheng was trying to intimidate him.
But no matter what, he was still a Nascent Soul True Lord; how could he be scared off by a few words?