Under the overwhelming onslaught of Ancestor Hongjun's heaven-defying Three Corpses Technique, Immortal Yangmei and Immortal Yinyang were already hanging by a thread. Immortal Yinyang had nearly lost consciousness, his body slumping weakly as blood continuously gushed from his mouth. His faint Yin-Yang Force flickered like a candle in the wind under Ancestor Hongjun's powerful assault, ready to be extinguished at any moment. As for Immortal Yangmei, although he was covered in wounds and bloody gashes, and his robes had been torn to shreds by the aftermath of the battle, he still stubbornly endured with sheer willpower. Though his Spatial Law was gradually fading in the face of Ancestor Hongjun's terrifying ultimate technique, he was still desperately searching for a glimmer of survival.
The kind corpse of Ancestor Hongjun wore a benevolent expression and radiated a soft glow, yet this light concealed a fatal intent to kill. With a gentle wave of his sleeve, countless light blades containing the ultimate goodness of heaven and earth flew toward Immortal Yangmei and Immortal Yinyang, cutting minute rifts into space wherever they passed. The evil corpse wore a ferocious expression, wreathed in black demonic flames. He roared up to the sky, his voice like rolling thunder that made the surrounding space hum, and then abruptly spewed a breath of turbid black Qi that transformed into a cloud of black poisonous mist, enveloping the two immortals. Wherever the poisonous mist reached,…
Chapter 218