Chapter 2750: Corpse Sea Forbidden Domain
“Kill them all, so what? I, the Emperor, will just refine you into a great medicine—maybe I can even concoct a Divine Pill.”
Xiao Hei caught up, his tone vicious, the Three Enclosures and Twenty-Eight Mansions Grand Formation suspended above his head, casting the light of countless stars across the water’s surface.
Zhang Ruochen activated the War God Belt, a pair of blood-colored light wings spreading from his back. He stepped on thick blood mist, with various source phenomena manifesting around him, as the source rules of heaven and earth continuously converged toward him.
Since he was already exposed, there was no need to hide his identity as the Source Envoy.
“If you have the guts to self-detonate your Divine Source, we’ll naturally be scared off,” Zhang Ruochen said.
Xiao Hei grew anxious, shouting, “Don’t, don’t you dare self-detonate your Divine Source! I, the Emperor, still need his Divine Source to refine pills!”
“I’ll hold them off. Junior Brother, you go first.”
Xuanli Dashi stood on the water, releasing gray death qi from her body. In her hand, the Divine Bone Staff glowed with blood-red patterns, like the veins and arteries of a human body.
The corpses and white bones floating on the river absorbed the death qi and rose to their feet one by one.
There were half-rotted human remains, skeletal barbarian beasts like lions and tigers, and silver fish corpses hundreds of meters long… They formed an army of undead, their killing intent soaring to the heavens.
In the Santu River, the dead were countless.
With a single glance, behind Xuanli Dashi stretched an endless army of thousands upon thousands.
The power of fate was harder for Wujiang to refine than he had imagined. With his injuries, he decisively retreated, charging deeper into the Santu River.
This stretch of the Santu River was indeed dangerous, but how could it scare off a true god?
“Leave the old witch to you all. I, the Emperor, will go after Wujiang. Don’t any of you dare compete with me.”
Xiao Hei saw that Wujiang was injured and knew he came from a significant background, likely carrying countless treasures. So, he spread a pair of flame wings on his back, drove the divine formation, charged into the undead army, carved a path with unstoppable force, and chased after Wujiang, who had vanished into the misty water vapor.
Xuanli Dashi couldn’t stop Xiao Hei, because Bore’s divine soul had locked onto her, forcing her to go all out in resistance.
Zhang Ruochen, worried about Xiao Hei, also charged into the undead army.
Bore’s voice reached his ears, saying, “Be careful. This Xuanli Dashi is not only a mid-third-rank false god but also a necromancer.”
Zhang Ruochen couldn’t help but glance at Xuanli Dashi.
So he had encountered a mid-third-rank false god?
Legend had it that mid-third-rank false gods not only had spiritual power reaching the divine realm but also possessed Divine Sources left behind by great gods, containing terrifying divine power.
Such beings were extremely rare.
As Zhang Ruochen charged into the undead army and sent a wave of corpses flying, the water beneath his feet began to spin, forming a whirlpool that pulled him downward.
“Rise!”
He flapped his blood wings, soaring upward.
These wings, condensed from the War God Belt, were naturally powerful, breaking the whirlpool’s suction.
“Roar!”
From the center of the whirlpool below, a black corpse hand reached out, its fingers as thick as pillars. In the rotting flesh, bones were visible, with divine patterns flowing over them.
It was a divine corpse.
Clearly, this divine corpse wasn’t from the Santu River; it was likely a divine corpse general refined by Xuanli Dashi.
As a necromancer, she had such methods.
Zhang Ruochen let out a light shout and stomped down.
His leg was covered in dense burial gold rule divine patterns, unleashing a powerful divine force that struck the corpse hand’s palm, suppressing the divine corpse trying to burst from the river and forcing it back down.
On the other side, Bore wielded the Five-Colored Stone Sword, thrusting it from afar into Xuanli Dashi’s chest.
Xuanli Dashi screamed in agony.
“Shua!”
Dozens of miles away, Bore’s pale jade hands twisted slightly.
The Five-Colored Stone Sword inside Xuanli Dashi’s body rotated as well, unleashing thousands of sword qi, tearing her divine body into seven or eight pieces.
Zhang Ruochen turned back and saw this, his heart trembling.
As a rare mid-third-rank false god, she had lost so quickly against Bore, a new god.
Was it that the mid-third-rank false god was too weak, or was Bore too strong?
Of course, mid-third-rank false gods were divided into three levels, and Xuanli Dashi was likely only among the weaker ones.
Though Xuanli Dashi’s body was shattered, her spiritual power and divine soul were very strong. On the Santu River, she let out sharp screams, commanding the undead army to attack Bore.
At the same time, her broken body parts flew toward her head, trying to reassemble.
Just as she was about to succeed, she found a piece missing.
“I’m missing an arm.”
Xuanli Dashi glared furiously at Zhang Ruochen in the distance.
It turned out that Zhang Ruochen had used space power to steal one of her arms, suppressing it in the Eternal Return One Dao Domain. He then took out the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror, intending to store the arm inside.
“Ignorant junior, do you think you can handle me?”
That bloody arm erupted with intense divine light, suddenly breaking free from the Eternal Return One Dao Domain’s suppression. It struck out a palm, sending the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror and Zhang Ruochen flying.
The powerful divine force, transmitted through the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror, struck Zhang Ruochen, nearly shattering his internal organs.
“Even an arm is this strong?”
Zhang Ruochen had to reassess Xuanli Dashi’s combat power. Using Source Esoterica, he mobilized source rules, holding the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror above his head to block the arm’s second strike.
“Boom!”
Zhang Ruochen and the Mountain-Hiding Demon Mirror plunged into the murky corpse river.
“You dare harm him?”
Bore’s face turned cold. Her divine eyes blazed with light brighter than a star, and her vast divine might spread out in layers of ripples, surging outward with the divine light.
The undead howled and screamed, their cries echoing across heaven and earth.
When the divine light touched them, their bodies ignited and turned to ash.
In an instant, millions of undead vanished, wiped out by a single glance.
As Xuanli Dashi stared in horror, Bore appeared before her. The Fate Judgment Staff clattered as it pierced through space, striking straight at her.
“Fate kills gods; judgment leaves no life.”
“Bang!”
Xuanli Dashi’s divine body exploded into a rain of blood, staining the Santu River red.
Struck by the Fate Judgment Staff, Xuanli Dashi’s divine soul shattered into fragments.
The soul fragments were then absorbed by the Fate Judgment Staff, cutting off Xuanli Dashi’s life force. Her divine body could not reassemble. Only some spiritual power divine thoughts escaped, but they were no longer a threat.
“What a formidable Fate Divine Maiden! Having just become a god, she’s already this strong. Give her a thousand years, and she might be able to fight an upper-rank god?”
“No matter how powerful a false god is, they’re still no match for a true god.”
The gods hovering above Qiyuan Saint City were all shocked.
Seeing Bore steal the spotlight, Gushe Huanhuan pouted in displeasure and muttered, “So what if she’s a Divine Maiden? She’ll step down soon enough. I, as the Celestial Pavilion Eye, have a higher status. I’m destined to become the master of Luozu Cloud Mountain Realm.”
Bore collected Xuanli Dashi’s Divine Source and immediately calculated Zhang Ruochen’s aura.
“Boom!”
Not far from her, the water exploded.
A divine corpse a thousand zhang tall burst from the river, wrapped in source light, all its malice suppressed.
Zhang Ruochen stood on the divine corpse’s left shoulder, unharmed. He looked down at the river stained with divine blood, then at Bore, her long hair fluttering as she stood on the water. He couldn’t help but take a deep breath.
“Too strong! I must break through to the divine realm as soon as possible.”
Zhang Ruochen recalled what Qie Sanqian had once said, feeling a sense of urgency. He worried about his lovers, ex-wives, fiancées, and close female friends causing major upheaval.
Because several of them were very strong-willed, independent, and extremely shrewd.
If someone died—no matter who killed whom—he wouldn’t know how to handle it.
Only by breaking through to the divine realm could he suppress them.
Suddenly, a change occurred.
The divine blood that had merged into the river water turned into streams, flowing away at incredible speed.
The direction they flowed was exactly where Wujiang and Xiao Hei had gone.
“Could Xuanli Dashi still be alive?”
“Impossible! Struck by the Fate Judgment Staff, even a true god’s life force can’t withstand it, let alone a false god’s.”
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Bore and Zhang Ruochen, riding the divine corpse, chased after them at top speed.
The space of the Santu River was strange, able to connect to various realms.
Though it seemed like a river, with Bore and the divine corpse’s speed, they chased for about a quarter of an hour, crossing countless miles, before they saw Xiao Hei’s figure.
Streams of divine blood flowed into a reddish-brown, icy expanse of water.
“Where is Wujiang?” Bore asked.
Xiao Hei pointed ahead at the reddish-brown water, saying nothing.
Zhang Ruochen noticed Xiao Hei’s odd behavior and flew down from the divine corpse’s shoulder, asking, “What’s wrong with you?”
“I, the Emperor, am fine.” Xiao Hei finally spoke.
Zhang Ruochen breathed a sigh of relief and was about to chase into the reddish-brown water, but suddenly felt a strong sense of danger and stopped immediately.
Bore stared ahead with star-like eyes, as if guessing something, and asked, “Did Wujiang really go in there?”
“I, the Emperor, am immensely powerful, and with the divine formation’s help, he could only escape in there to have any chance of survival.” Xiao Hei snorted.
Zhang Ruochen said, “Could this be the legendary Corpse Sea Forbidden Domain?”
“It should be. Xuanli Dashi’s divine blood spilled into the Santu River, causing the Corpse Sea Forbidden Domain to manifest in space on its own,” Bore analyzed.
Zhang Ruochen frowned deeply, saying, “This is troublesome now.”
The so-called Corpse Sea Forbidden Domain referred to special areas hidden within the Santu River, places as dangerous as forbidden lands.
For cultivators of the Ghost Clan, Corpse Clan, and Bone Clan, the Santu River held special significance. It was their birthplace, where their intelligence was nurtured.
It was like the source of life for living beings.
Thus, when Corpse Clan members of king or venerable rank exhausted their lifespans and their divine souls perished, they would bury themselves in the Santu River, hoping to revive after millions of years and live a second life.
The places where they buried themselves were the Corpse Sea Forbidden Domain.
Similarly, there were the Ghost Sea Forbidden Domain and the Bone Sea Forbidden Domain.
These forbidden domains were as vast as oceans, usually hidden in special spaces within the Santu River. Any cultivator encountering such a domain had to take a detour, daring not to enter.
Even true gods who accidentally entered a forbidden domain could fall.
The methods of divine kings and divine venerables were too profound and unfathomable. Even after their fall, these forbidden domains still held all kinds of dangers, not to be disturbed lightly. And if it was a forbidden domain left by an ancient heaven-level existence, it would be even more terrifying.