Weapon Master

Chapter 1579 - Heart Ring

According to the intel of the Yue Ling City, the number of undead that escaped was not more than eleven. However, he did not expect that there would be a fourteen step master hidden inside. The strongest out of the hundred plus cultivators in the third group was only at the first level, which was only equivalent to a twelfth level undead. Naturally, they couldn't be a match for this group of undead.

If it weren't for the fact that the undead wanted to keep their lives to lure the human cultivators over, the third squad would have been completely annihilated in that valley.

In addition, the number of undead that had escaped from the other side of the city was over a thousand. There were only over four hundred undeads here, and they were clearly just a portion of the group. There were even more undead, perhaps they hadn't been discovered yet. If there were experts at the twelfth stage or higher amongst those undead spirits, then the losses in Tianhe City would be rather large this time.

In a moment of thought, Tang Huan's figure had already swiftly disappeared from her original location.

Divine ability, Yin and Yang Void Method, Heavenly Invisibility!

His body was completely hidden in the air, Tang Huan sprinted forward, although he was only using the power of his flesh body, Tang Huan's speed was still shockingly fast.

After a while, Tang Huan had already traveled across the 10 li area.

A black stone mountain entered Tang Huan's line of sight. That stone mountain was over a hundred meters tall and on it, there were countless caves. From afar, it looked like a beehive.

At the foot of the mountain, there were hundreds of shadows.

Each and every one of the black shadows, regardless of whether it was their body or their robes, seemed to be formed from black mist. They were the dead spirits of the "Netherworld Undead Realm." Although the bodies of these undeads looked somewhat ethereal, their facial features were not much different from human cultivators, only a little blurry.

On the left side of his chest, there was a vague blood-red shadow.

The blood-red shadow was formed from small circular rings. This was the "Heart Ring".

A dead spirit's "heart ring" was equivalent to a human cultivator's Dao Nascent Soul. Every time the cultivation of a dead spirit increased, one more "Heart Ring" would appear.

Level one dead spirits only had one "Heart Ring", but level eleven dead spirits had eleven "Heart Rings". Level thirty-six dead spirits naturally had thirty-six "Heart Rings".

However, in ancient times, thirty-six "rings of the heart" was not the limit for undead spirits.

Similarly, a Level 36 Death Spirit was not the peak of Death Spirit. Above the Level 36 Death Spirit was an even more powerful existence, called "Death Spirit King". Back then, the two meter long phalanx that Jiu Cai had left for the nine spirits in the "Heavenly Desolate Secret Realm" had originated from a "Nether Death Realm" Death Spirit King.

The higher the rank of a dead spirit, the closer it was to a human.

Undead spirits at the level of 31 and above were no different from human cultivators in terms of appearance. Even if they entered the "Nether Life Domain", it would still be very difficult for ordinary cultivators to notice them. However, over the course of countless years, it was said that the Undead Spirit King was extinct in the "Nether Death Realm", and there were very few undead at or above the 31st step. On the side of the "Nether Life Domain", there were also very few humans that could compare to this kind of undead realm.

"Ahhhhhhhhh!"

A mournful scream suddenly rang out.

At the foot of the mountain, intense battles were going on between cultivators with only ten or eleven rings. The two sides were the third squad's five sixth level Heavenly Lords and one first level Heaven stage Death Spirit. On the other side, there were about ten eleventh level Death Spirit and a huge body of a fourteenth level Death Spirit.

Just as he cried out, of the five Sky Lords, only four remained.

The remaining human cultivators' faces were all twisted. Their eyes were filled with fear and despair as they roared hysterically from time to time.

"Even if I die, I will drag you down with me!"

A tall young man with a sinister look on his face, roared loudly, and shook off the dead aura that had corroded his Dao Artifact, letting the claws of the death spirit of the eleventh stage reach his head, and threw a punch towards the blood red shadow on the left side of the dead spirit's chest.

"Hu!"

This punch had already exhausted all of the Sky Origin Stage of the young man's body. The huge fist image rapidly expanded, and a powerful Strength Qi surged out from the fist.

Since they were all going to die, rather than being dragged and killed by the undead, it was better to seize the opportunity and perish together with the undead. At the very least, they did not die in vain.

When this punch was thrown out, he was already unable to leave any room for himself.

However, in such a situation, it was not easy to perish together with a dead spirit.

Seeing his attack, a black light flashed in the eyes of the dead spirit on the other side and it actually retreated without any hesitation. Almost at the same time, a level eleven death spirit shot out from the side, its huge black claw carrying a strong death aura, grabbing towards the young man's head.

Seeing this, the young man's heart was filled with bitterness.

He clearly knew that his punch was released a little bit earlier, if he waited for the Death Spirit to come closer, even if he wanted to retreat, it would be too late. But now, it was already impossible to kill him, at most he could only injure it heavily.

"Boom!"

After a loud explosion, the undead spirit had already been thrown more than ten metres away. On the surface of its body, the black mist was rolling over and over, but after a short while, it had regained its calm, though it looked to have weakened, and the "Heart Ring" on its left chest was not damaged in the slightest.

If he couldn't kill the dead spirit with a single punch, then he would be killed by the dead spirit rushing towards him from the side.

The young man closed his eyes in despair, but after a moment, he was stunned. The claw of the undead did not land on his head, and the expected situation of his flesh and vitality being devoured did not occur. Surprised, the young man subconsciously opened his eyes.

Within his line of sight, the undead was violently struggling. Its body was already tightly covered by a strange green flame, and within the flame, there seemed to be an incomparably vast and boundless life force. It was the fire of life. In the blink of an eye, the undead spirit had been turned into ashes.

The green flame was instantly caught by a hand, and then converged into the palm of his hand. The owner of the hand also clearly revealed his figure, and he was naturally Tang Huan.

"Commander!"

The young man's eyes were wide open as he exclaimed in disbelief.

The surrounding undeads also noticed the commotion, and they all seemed to be stunned for a moment. However, after a short moment, they all woke up.

"Kill —"

A sharp shout suddenly sounded out, and dozens of figures who were closest to Tang Huan pounced at the same time.

Glancing at the movements of the undead spirits, Tang Huan's lips curled up in a mocking smile.

After that, Tang Huan took a step forward. The green flames around him surged like a tidal wave, with his feet as the center. When the young man saw this, he subconsciously wanted to retreat, but the green flame in front of him had already passed by his two sides and continued to extend into the distance.

Wherever the green flames passed, the death aura floating in the air burned crazily.