Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses

A beam of white light swiftly flew to the front, revealing the bedraggled appearance of Chen Ming.

His clothes were damaged, hair disheveled, and body covered in blood, looking not much different from a roadside beggar.

Upon seeing Brother Jiang and the others, his eyes shone brightly.

“Brother Jiang, save me!”

Due to over-exhaustion of his Spiritual Essence, Chen Ming was almost at his limit and could barely fly.

But upon seeing Brother Jiang and the others, his heart relaxed a lot, knowing that he should be safe now.

As the True Inheritance of Taiyi Sect, Brother Jiang’s strength needs no words, not weaker than an average Daoist.

Not to mention, he was surrounded by a group of followers, all strong in power.

Chen Ming turned his head to look behind, his eyes showing a fierce gaze.

’Do you dare to come still?’

But unexpectedly, the red light showed no intentions of stopping even after seeing the numerous cultivators present on site.

Still aggressively flying towards him, perhaps out of great skill or sheer ignorance.

“Who is this person?” Ningshuang Daoist frowned and asked.

“Just a pesky fly. I’ll have someone deal with it casually,” Brother Jiang said indifferently with a smile.

He signaled a cultivator beside him with his eyes.

To solve it with a thunderous means without delay, so as not to affect the Daoist’s impression of him.

The Daoist was still choosing companions to enter the blessed land, she mustn’t regard him poorly.

“How dare you!”

The cultivator shouted angrily and immediately took action.

He was the True Inheritance from one of the twenty-four upper sects of the Xian Dao Alliance, Yaoguang Sect, named Xu Linder, who appeared to be in his twenties, with a handsome exterior.

He had fought Brother Jiang three times, each time being subdued after a hundred rounds, finally willing to submit to Brother Jiang.

But able to contend with the True Inheritance of the Alliance Hierarch for over a hundred rounds without defeat was already enough to be proud of.

Xu Linder’s sleeve first released several sharp red lights.

Upon careful observation, they were all Flying Swords, slicing towards Lou Yi’s vicinity, aiming to restrict his movement.

At the same time, his entire body’s Spiritual Essence erupted, and a five-layer silver Star Tower slowly rose above his head.

The Star Tower each layer was nine zhang nine chi high, seemingly made of silver metal, almost substantial.

The wide base surface engrained with a massive amount of intricate Dao patterns and ancient symbols, radiating brilliant starlight, like a pavilion that could only be possessed by a heavenly palace.

Immediately after, the five-layer Star Tower flew from beside Xu Linder, ferociously crashing towards Lou Yi’s location!

There is a saying ’Fourth Layer Spirit Platform forms Heart Lamp, Fifth Layer Spirit Platform condenses True Form’.

At the Fifth Layer of the Spirit Platform, the Spirit Platform almost becomes substantial, usable as a Magic Treasure.

Moreover, it is the most compatible with the cultivator’s life-bound Magic Treasure, far surpassing top-grade Spiritual Artifacts in power.

Not to mention, Xu Linder’s strength was close to that of a Daoist, deeply accumulated, far exceeding an average Fifth-Layer Spirit Platform Cultivator.

His controlled five-layer Star Tower was comparable to an actual mountain, vast and unstoppable, seemingly about to pierce the sky!

Facing this formidable strike, normal people have only two solutions.

Either dodge.

Or similarly control a Fifth-Layer Spirit Platform to collide.

But in the red light, Lou Yi evidently had not reached the cultivation of the Fifth Layer Spirit Platform.

Moreover, Xu Linder’s multiple Flying Sword attacks restricted his movement space.

Making it almost unavoidable, causing him to fall into a great passive state.

Of course, besides avoiding the Flying Swords, there was still a chance of survival, better than being hit by the Five-Layer Spirit Platform.

However, unexpectedly to everyone present.

The man bathing in the red light actually raised his fist against the five-layer Star Tower.

As if he was planning to confront it head-on.

“Is this person crazy?” Ningshuang Daoist asked in some confusion.

“Unable to escape, he can only choose to die less embarrassingly,” Brother Jiang said with a faint smile.

“The weak often like to deceive themselves but ultimately cannot change the fact that they are weak.”

“You’re doomed, hahaha!” Chen Ming’s eyes showed excitement and fierceness, looking at Lou Yi as if seeing a dead man.

In the eyes of all present, whether astonished, disdainful, or sympathetic.

Lou Yi’s fist, as big as a sandbag, finally engaged in close contact with the five-layer Star Tower.

’Boom!’

A thunderous sound shook the earth.

A powerful airflow, from the point of their collision, crazily dispersed in all directions like water waves.

All the spectators widened their eyes.

Where their eyes met.

Lou Yi was not obliterated by the Star Tower but held it back with a single fist.

And forcibly pushed the massive Star Tower forward.

As if he was pushing a mountain.

The light of the giant Star Tower was dimmed at this moment, overshadowed by the man’s radiant red glow.

Visually looking exceedingly exaggerated.

After all, considering the huge five-layer Spirit Platform, Lou Yi’s body size was scarcely larger than an ant.

As Lou Yi forcefully pushed the Star Tower, he was about to approach Chen Ming.

Chen Ming showed a horrified expression.

Utterly unexpected was Lou Yi’s formidable strength, the almost substantial Five-Layer Spirit Platform couldn’t harm him a bit!

“Save me!”

Chen Ming, after exhausting almost all of his Spiritual Essence during the recent pursuit, had drained his Divine Soul’s strength too, now rendered akin to a cripple, could only open his mouth for rescue.

Not far away, upon witnessing the scene, Brother Jiang couldn’t help but frown.

The strength of that Northern Domain lad was far beyond his imagination.

Noticing the astonished expression on Ningshuang Daoist’s beautiful face, Brother Jiang’s heart sank, murder intent brewing in his eyes.

However, he still relied on his status, unwilling to act personally.

With a gesture of his eyes, three more cultivators with potent auras took action.

One controlled a large purple-gold hammer, flying into the sky, expanding to twice the size of a house.

The hammer surface flickered with metallic cold light, beside it numerous purple lightning crackled and popped, increasingly highlighting its extreme danger.