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Chapter 413 - Daoist Corpse Spirit

“Quick, look at the Mountain of Seals...”

With the sudden turn of events, Chen Fan, Sword Venerable Ling Yun, and the others were visibly startled, their eyes widening.

The Mountain of Seals suddenly shook violently. Light blossomed from the sealing runes, illuminating the space. The seals’ powers erupted, nearly suffocating them.

The mountain was created three thousand years ago when many Heavenly Star realm powerhouses worked together to suppress the invincible Daoist Corpse Spirit. They intended to gradually weaken Daoist Corpse’s spirit until he died.

After three thousand years, the mountain had lost ninety percent of its powers. Still, its sealing power was quite terrifying, suffocating Sword Venerable Ling Yun and the others for a while.

Clatter!

Suddenly, the jangling of chains being pulled rang out.

Yin Yang Scholar was momentarily taken aback, then immediately reacted to the situation as immense joy appeared on his face. “He has awakened, it must be Daoist Corpse Spirit awakening!”

The Mountain of Seals suppressed and sealed Daoist Corpse Spirit. The abrupt disturbance and the violent eruption of the sealing power hinted at his resurrection.

Chen Fan had also come to that conclusion, and his expression changed drastically.

“Not good!”

He decided to break out of the encirclement, but a fissure suddenly tore open in the Mountain of Seals. Immediately, an immense power descended upon Chen Fan, immobilizing him.

Chen Fan could only move his eyes now. A voice, weathered with age yet tinged with wild elation, reached his ears.

“Very good, very good.”

Chen Fan knew that this voice belonged to Daoist Corpse Spirit!

He revolved his cultivation, hoping to break free from this invisible power, but even his cultivation seemed imprisoned. He couldn’t even channel his true primeval, so it was impossible for him to break free.

Buzz, buzz, buzz...

The seal runes on the fissure also shook violently, as if they were enraged. Their terrifying sealing powers erupted wildly, trying to close the opening.

“Haha, come in!” Daoist Corpse Spirit’s laughter rang out. Chen Fan was pulled into the Mountain of Seals

Bang!

Yin Yang Scholar suddenly knelt on the ground and kowtowed. “Corpse Spirit Hall disciple Yin Yang Scholar greets the Hall Master!”

As the strength of the Daoist Corpse Spirit waned, the narrow fissure gradually sealed shut. “Very good, you’ve all done very well. After three thousand years, I will finally see the light of day again. Set up a Great Destruction Formation and break this Mountain of Seals. Your rewards will be ample once I am free."

Buzz!

The small fissure on the Mountain of Seals closed completely.

“Good, Daoist Corpse Spirit is indeed still alive.”

Yin Yang Scholar stood up, his eyes flickering and glistening with light. “Everyone, Daoist Corpse Spirit has captured that brat, so he is as good as dead. Now, we’ll follow his instructions and lay down a Great Destruction Formation to destroy the mountain.”

“Alright!”

Sword Venerable Ling Yun and the others nodded one after another.

......

“This...”

Chen Fan felt a spell of dizziness, but he could finally move.

He tried his best to channel his cultivation right away. He was trembling all over as the white-golden heaven-refining flames rose to the skies.

Suddenly, he felt the space around him moving—no, it was shifting. Chen Fan was sure that not even the sect master, Feng Baiyu, was capable of shifting space like that.

He was now a Core Formation realm expert, and he had learned a lot of things in the Spring Autumn Sect. So, he was no longer the ignorant young man from the past.

However, he was still powerless to resist such a change. He knew that this was a powerhouse that was countless times stronger than him, using their astounding means to capture and displace him.

Fortunately, the spatial displacement stopped very soon.

Standing on solid ground, Chen Fan realized he had appeared in an ancient hall.

In the center of that hall was a huge pool. Spring water was gushing out from that pool, spewing out a terrifying aura that simply left one’s mind trembling.

“That is the Heavenly Yang Sacred Water!”

Chen Fan was shocked. He immediately recognized that the spring water in that huge pool was the Heavenly Yang Sacred Water; it specialized in restraining evil.

Clatter, clatter...

The jangling of chains suddenly rang out from the pool, as if a supreme demon was sealed within.

Chen Fan’s heart tightened up.

He knew that Daoist Corpse Spirit had somehow brought him inside the Mountain of Seals. He stared fixedly at the huge pool of Heavenly Yang Sacred Water, bubbling non-stop.

Daoist Corpse Spirit was most likely sealed inside the huge pool, and the Heavenly Yang Sacred Water was trying to wear down Daoist Corpse Spirit, slowly killing him.

The iron chains jangled for some time before the noises stopped.

From the depths of the Heavenly Yang Sacred Water, wisps of black smoke ascended, coalescing into a withered, dark gold-hued middle-aged figure.

Though the aura of this middle-aged man seemed feeble, Chen Fan felt a profound sense of dread and awe emanating from him, as if he faced not a mortal, but a deity.

There was a certain lethargy in his aura, yet Chen Fan felt overwhelmed. He felt like the middle-aged man could send him flying by breathing. His cherished cultivation seemed utterly futile in the face of this middle-aged figure.

The middle-aged man had just used astonishing means to rip open the Mountain of Seals and shift him into its interior; he was the demonic path powerhouse sealed here three thousand years ago—Daoist Corpse Spirit.

Chen Fan looked at Daoist Corpse Spirit vigilantly, confused as to why he would bring him inside despite suffering backlash from the Mountain of Seals.

After all, even if Daoist Corpse Spirit was locked down by the chains, killing Chen Fan would be as simple as breathing for him.

“Kid, are you scared?” Daoist Corpse Spirit’s icy cold gaze fell onto Chen Fan. His voice sounded like two steel plates rubbing together, making people shudder.

Chen Fan braced himself and said, “Senior is a mighty powerhouse from the ancient era whose ferocity spread far and wide. Of course, I’m scared.”

“Keke.” Daoist Corpse Spirit laughed strangely and said with a fiendish expression, “It’s useless even if you’re scared. Do you know why I spent so much energy to bring you here?”

Without giving Chen Fan a chance to reply, Daoist Corpse Spirit continued, “I was suppressed for three thousand years, subjected to the corrosion of this Heavenly Yang Sacred Water day and night. My body has long since rotted away, but your body is really not bad. Although it’s still very weak in my eyes, as long as I possess you, I can make a comeback into the world after refining it!

“Kekeke, hahaha, brat, you should feel proud to have caught my eye, you know that!”

Chen Fan’s face changed colors.