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The Zhang family ancestor, transformed into a copper corpse, engaged in battle with the Zhang family iron corpse elders controlled by Mo Tu. Corpse energy rolled, and energy surged.

It looked like close-quarters combat among body cultivators.
However, because they were all zombies, during close-quarters killing, they would also use claws and teeth, making their actions more barbaric and their moves more ferocious.

Mo Tu watched with boiling blood.
It felt like controlling elite monsters against a big villain.

Mo Tu watched the excitement for a long time, then suddenly realized that he still had important matters to attend to.
He then collected his thoughts, calmed his heart, concentrated his spirit, and began to observe the copper corpse ancestor’s attack moves.
He saw that it was accustomed to using its fists, or claws, or legs.
He recorded its movement habits.
For example, after a right fist, it would follow with a sweeping leg; after a horizontal tear with sharp claws, it must follow with an upward lift; after digging out a black tiger’s heart, it must turn its body and follow with an elbow strike, and so on…

Mo Tu silently observed and recorded the Zhang family ancestor’s movement habits one by one.
Just like when he initially observed the movements of demonic beasts and cultivators to hone the movement of Passing Water Step.
Knowing yourself and your enemy, you will not be in danger in a hundred battles.
Different enemies have different moves and different movement habits.
Demons are different from humans, and humans are also different from corpses.
So, it is necessary to become more familiar, anticipate in advance, so that when fighting, it is also easy to predict in advance and avoid being caught off guard.
For ordinary opponents, it doesn’t matter, but for a strong enemy like the Zhang family ancestor who can transform into a copper corpse, it is necessary to be extra careful.
Clearing up more details increases the chance of winning.
This is also the technique of a demon hunter.
It was taught to him by his father, Mo Shan, in Dahei Mountain in the beginning.
A demon hunter’s physical body is far inferior to a demonic beast’s, but they need to engage in close-quarters combat with demonic beasts, so they need to be sufficiently familiar with the actions and habits of demonic beasts.
Mo Tu is doing the same now when dealing with this copper corpse ancestor.

While observing, Mo Tu was also deducing this copper corpse’s combo moves, keeping them in mind, thinking about how to cope.
And the copper corpse was indeed powerful, fighting against the iron corpses, one against eleven, and still gaining the upper hand.
Each move and style was extremely ruthless, and the power was also heavy.
In a frontal fight, a single iron corpse was no match at all; only with the unified command and mutual cooperation of the eleven iron corpses under Mo Tu, attacking one by one, striking and then retreating, rotating battles to wear down the copper corpse, could they have fighting strength.
The scene was temporarily in a stalemate…

The copper corpse was strong in strength.
While these iron corpses were strong in their fearlessness of death.
Exchanging injury for injury, with a destructive momentum, fighting the Zhang family ancestor to the death.
Using the elders of the Zhang family to fight the ancestor of the Zhang family.
Mo Tu didn’t feel any heartache at all.
It doesn’t matter if they all die…

But the Zhang family ancestor felt heartache!
These were all his descendants and later generations, the elders who had contributed greatly to his Zhang family clan. As the old ancestor of the Zhang family, if they were truly destroyed mutually, the Zhang family would be finished.

“Cannot continue to wear down like this…”
The Zhang family ancestor’s gaze turned cold, his momentum surged, his right fist swept horizontally, forcing back several iron corpses, and he retreated several steps, beginning to form seals.
He waited for the iron corpses to surround him again.
Around the Zhang family ancestor, a burst of eerie green corpse energy suddenly surged out.
The iron corpses covered by this corpse energy immediately became slow in action, their footsteps slowed down, and at the same time, their own aura also weakened little by little.

Mo Tu’s gaze condensed.
Corpse poison?
No, it looked more like a type of spell.
Corpse Poison Technique!
Corpse poison burst out all around. Once invaded by this layer of poison, the body would become slow, and would also continue to suffer poison damage.
The corpse poison of the copper corpse was indeed troublesome…

Mo Tu silently recorded it in his heart, thinking about being more on guard.
When the Zhang family ancestor used the Corpse Poison Technique, the situation changed.
The iron corpses, affected by the corpse poison, became slow in action in a short time, their movements were slow, even their footsteps were sluggish, they simply could not approach the Zhang family ancestor’s body, and were unable to restrain him…

“Looks like I have to take action…”
Mo Tu’s eyes slightly brightened, and he nodded.
He hid in the dark, sized up the opportunity, and pointed his finger, displaying the Water Prison Technique.

Just as the Zhang family ancestor was dodging the attacks of the iron corpses, he suddenly felt the surrounding energy suddenly change. A light blue spiritual thread suddenly appeared, transforming into chains, binding him in place.
At the same time, the attacks that should have been dodged were not dodged.
The sharp claws of an iron corpse directly stabbed into the Zhang family ancestor’s left chest. Although the copper corpse’s skin was like copper and iron and the stab was not deep, it still caused an obvious injury.

The Zhang family ancestor punched this iron corpse flying, then his gaze was cold and stern, he looked around, and shouted loudly:
“Who?”
“Who is secretly attacking this old man?”

Mo Tu pretended to be an expert and did not speak.
The Zhang family ancestor’s face was ugly.
His expectations were indeed correct.
Someone had set up an ambush, harmed this group of elders of the Zhang family, and brainwashed and controlled all these elders, using them to deal with himself.
And at this time, this mastermind was hiding nearby, waiting for an opportunity to move, wanting to plot harm to his life!
The intention was extremely vicious!

The Zhang family ancestor’s expression was ice cold, “I want to see what kind of petty person is hiding his head and revealing his tail, harboring malicious intentions!”
He clenched his right hand virtually, and his divine thought condensed.
In a moment, a firefly-white bone staff appeared.

Mo Tu’s eyelid jumped again.
Manifesting a spirit tool!
This Zhang family ancestor’s method of manifesting a spirit tool was much more skilled than his own.
He could only manifest the Thousand Jun Rod.
But that Thousand Jun Rod would still produce some illusory shadows, not solid, far from being as real as this white bone staff.
However, this should not be called manifesting a spirit tool.
But should be called manifesting an evil tool!
This white bone staff was obviously an evil tool refined with white bone as the medium, with demonic path furnaces, and with evil and strange means.

The Zhang family ancestor chanted an incantation, and the skull at the top of the white bone staff suddenly emitted red light from its eyes.
The Zhang family ancestor’s aura suddenly became gloomy.
Corpse poison condensed, transforming into streaks of flood dragon snakes, spitting out tongues, densely packed, moving in all directions.

Mo Tu’s scalp felt slightly numb.
This old ancestor of the Zhang family had too many messy means.
He both cultivated a corpse body and knew spells.
Was he considered a body cultivator or a spirit cultivator?
Or perhaps, the means of evil demons were unique, not divided into blood qi and spirit power?

As Mo Tu’s thoughts turned, the flood dragon snakes had already moved to his feet. Mo Tu immediately used Passing Water Step and retreated.
This slight action produced a trace of divine thought fluctuation. Although tiny, it was still detected by the alert Zhang family ancestor.
The Zhang family ancestor’s copper-colored vertical pupils slightly shrunk, and he pointed the white bone staff at Mo Tu.
The surrounding flood dragon snakes, like a tide, gathered into a group, emitting an eerie poisonous aura, and swept towards Mo Tu.

Mo Tu was helpless and could only reveal his figure. His footsteps were light, and while retreating, he frequently pointed his finger.
A Fireball Technique condensed from his fingertips and whistled out.
Bright red fireballs collided with the corpse poison flood dragon snakes, exploding one by one.
Fire element spiritual power exploded, and flame spiritual threads strangled.
Large areas of poison snakes were bombed into flying ash by the fireballs, the corpse poison was burned, and in the middle of the red flames, there was even a hint of Yin green color.

In less than the time it takes to drink a cup of tea, the Zhang family ancestor’s corpse poison flood dragon snakes were all burned and killed by Mo Tu with the Fireball Technique.
The Zhang family ancestor’s expression was indifferent.
The Corpse Poison Technique was broken, but the “mastermind” was forced out by him.
Only this “mastermind” shocked and doubted him.
It was actually a little ghost…

If this mastermind were a stunningly talented young cultivator, a scheming middle-aged cultivator, or a gloomy-faced old cultivator, he would not be surprised.
But this innocent-faced, pure-tempered, yet deep-gazed little ghost, made him somewhat horrified.
Things out of the ordinary must have demons.

The Zhang family ancestor frowned.
This little ghost’s divine sense was pure and strong, he could manifest himself, and he could also manifest spells.
He had a simple face, but his means were insidious.
He hid and peeped without a trace.
He played the Zhang family’s successive elders in the palm of his hand.
Even if he hadn’t manifested the white bone staff himself to strengthen the Corpse Poison Technique, he wouldn’t have been able to force this little ghost out.
His divine sense ability was cultivated painstakingly over hundreds of years by swallowing people’s divine sense, combined with his previous life’s corpse path inheritance.
This little ghost, with a childish face, hadn’t even eaten rice for several years, where did he get such deep scheming and such strange means?

The Zhang family ancestor’s gaze slightly sank, and he asked:
“Little ghost, what is your origin?”

Mo Tu smiled with squinted eyes and said: “You guess.”

The Zhang family ancestor didn’t show anger and asked again:
“How did you control my Zhang family elders?”

Mo Tu opened his eyes and said nonsense:
“I didn’t control them, they themselves were doing bad things and were exhausted. They still thought of entering my sea of consciousness to eat my divine sense. I kindly advised them a little, and they suddenly became enlightened and reformed from then on.”
“Right,” Mo Tu said again, “They also said that to eradicate evil thoroughly, they have to get rid of you, this old ancestor, to atone for the sins they committed.”

The Zhang family ancestor’s gaze turned cold.
This little ghost’s mouth was full of nonsense, it was impossible to know which sentence was true…
He was definitely not a good sort.

The Zhang family ancestor’s thoughts slightly moved, and he had an idea, then said:
“You and I have no grudges, can we not just stop here?”

Mo Tu breathed a sigh of relief, nodded and said:
“Good, I don’t want to fight you either, I can’t beat you.”
After finishing, Mo Tu waved his hand towards the Zhang family ancestor again, “You go, I won’t keep you…”

The Zhang family ancestor was startled, then his expression was uncertain, and he faintly said:
“Then these elders of my Zhang family…”

Mo Tu waved his hand again, “I told you, they had a change of heart and reformed, they won’t follow you anymore, now they are mine and listen to me…”

The Zhang family ancestor sneered, “You said we would stop here, little brother, you don’t seem to have any sincerity?”

“What sincerity?”

The Zhang family ancestor said:
“You lift the control over their bodies, I will take them away, and from now on, we will not interfere with each other. Our Zhang family will no longer disrespect little brother, and I also ask little brother to give way a little to my Zhang family, what do you think?”

Mo Tu pretended to think, frowned and said:
“But… I originally couldn’t beat you, and if I let these iron corpses abandon the light and enter the darkness again, and you don’t keep your word, wouldn’t I be even more in danger?”

The Zhang family ancestor secretly cursed in his heart.
Such a suspicious little ghost!

“What do you want?”

Mo Tu’s eyes rolled around and he said:
“Then let’s do this, I will lift the control over these iron corpses, and you abolish your divine sense, you don’t need to abolish too much, just abolish seventy to eighty percent. This way I don’t have iron corpses, and you have less divine sense, everyone is fair.”

The Zhang family ancestor’s gaze turned cold, “Little ghost, are you joking with this old man?”

Mo Tu still wanted to banter with him, when his expression suddenly changed, and his eyes revealed shock.
He discovered that behind the Zhang family ancestor, a bronze giant coffin had appeared at some point.
This giant coffin was obviously also manifested, ancient and weathered, covered with green bronze rust, with a deep aura, almost identical to the bronze coffin that refined the corpse king.
The bronze coffin was huge, and it looked extraordinary at first glance.
This kind of manifestation must also take a lot of time.

The Zhang family ancestor’s words just now, what “just stop here”, “well water not offend river water”, were all false.
He said these nonsense just to stall for time.
To complete the manifestation of this bronze giant coffin!

Mo Tu was furious and said: “Old bastard, you are so insidious, you deceived me by chatting and secretly cast spells!”

The Zhang family ancestor sneered, “Little ghost, you are still too young to fight with me.”
Then he put his two palms together, his voice hoarse and ferocious:
“Great Coffin Sealing Technique, open!”

The bronze giant coffin, the coffin lid opened wide, the inside was pitch black, nothing could be seen, but inside, streaks of rust-stained bronze chains stretched out.
These chains extended in all directions, trapping the surrounding iron corpses, and pulling these iron corpses into the coffin.
The Zhang family ancestor’s expression was cold and stern and he said:
“I didn’t want to use this move unless it was absolutely necessary…”

“The Great Coffin Sealing Technique, manifesting the bronze giant coffin, will re-transform all the elders into iron corpses, erase their divine sense, reshape their body shell, and also wash away all control methods.”
“But this way, they have no consciousness, and then they are no longer my Zhang family elders, but only corpse after corpse, iron corpses controlled by me.”
“They are Zhang family elders, or my descendants and later generations, refined by the bronze coffin, their consciousness wiped out, they are truly only iron corpse puppets…”
“Although they can still serve my Zhang family, they will no longer call me ‘old ancestor’…”

The Zhang family ancestor felt sorrow in his heart, then resentment, glaring at Mo Tu.
“Little ghost, this is all your fault!”
“Wait until I regain control of the iron corpses, I must surround and kill you, let them swallow and peel you alive, gnawing and eating you clean, one mouthful at a time!”
“To avenge my Zhang family’s enmity, to eliminate the hatred in my heart!”

The Zhang family ancestor’s eyes burned with hatred.
This little ghost made him feel a deep crisis.
Lingering down for a long time was disadvantageous to himself.
It would be better to use his trump card, pay a price, and once and for all, kill this little ghost to cut off future troubles!
Without the control of the iron corpses, this little ghost was absolutely not his opponent.
And he borrowed the Great Coffin Sealing Technique to re-refine eleven iron corpses.
One copper corpse, eleven iron corpses, enough to surround and kill this little ghost.
This was his sea of consciousness, he couldn’t escape!

Mo Tu’s face was filled with fear.
The Zhang family ancestor felt pleased in his heart.
But soon, he discovered that something was wrong.
This little ghost’s gaze was calm, still somewhat composed, without any trace of worry.
The “fear” on his face seemed to be faked?

The Zhang family ancestor detected that something was wrong, and suddenly lowered his head, only to discover streaks of array patterns, extending from his feet all the way to above the bronze giant coffin.
They were complicated and numerous, layer upon layer.
And when the bronze giant coffin opened, these array patterns, like vines, climbed directly into the coffin along the coffin mouth.

The Zhang family ancestor immediately understood, and couldn’t help but say angrily:
“Stinky little ghost, you also ambushed me?!”
He pretended to talk nonsense with this little ghost and secretly used the Great Coffin Sealing Technique.
While this little ghost, taking advantage of the time when he was casting spells and wasn’t paying attention, used the cover of the bronze coffin to lay down these streaks of array patterns!

Mo Tu snorted, “Courtesy demands reciprocity, each other, each other!”

The Zhang family ancestor’s expression suddenly changed, and he immediately wanted to seal the coffin.
But Mo Tu was a step faster than him, his divine thought moved, and he shouted in a clear voice:
“Explode!”

The densely packed ground fire array exploded directly!
From inside the bronze coffin, streaks of array patterns lit up, layer upon layer extending outwards, and surging spiritual power also spread outwards in waves.
The bronze coffin became a flaming coffin.
Divine sense manifested spiritual power, exploding and surging within.
Taking advantage of the Zhang family ancestor opening the coffin, the ground fire array patterns extended into the bronze coffin, thus increasing the destructive power.
Firelight surged, and after a moment.
The bronze coffin then trembled and cracked, transforming into a faint virtual shadow and disappearing.
At the same time, the several iron corpses that were sucked into the coffin were also affected by the array power, their figures dimmed, and they were unable to move.

In the sea of consciousness, spells manifested from divine sense were divine sense itself.
The bronze coffin was destroyed, and the Zhang family ancestor also suffered heavy injuries, his face was pale, he spat out blood, his divine sense was violently consumed, and his figure was also several points thinner and shorter.
The Zhang family ancestor gritted his teeth and said:
“Array?!”
This little ghost, how was he also an array master?
And his method of laying arrays had no pen or ink, what was the medium, and what was used to draw the array?

The Zhang family ancestor’s gaze was shocked.
He had lived for several hundred years, but had never seen a cultivator who could draw arrays in the sea of consciousness.
Not to mention, such an unexpected method of directly manifesting and laying arrays with divine sense without pen or ink, was even more inconceivable.
This child either had a deep family background and a solid foundation.
Or he had a fortuitous encounter and obtained a shocking inheritance!

Mo Tu’s face was also somewhat pale.
He had manifested too many arrays at once, consuming a large amount of divine sense, and now he felt a faint lack of support for his divine sense.
This old ancestor of the Zhang family was even more troublesome than he had thought.
Copper corpse, Corpse Poison Technique, white bone staff, Great Coffin Sealing Technique.
If he hadn’t had control of the iron corpses and fought with numbers, the outcome of a frontal confrontation might not have been good.
It was a good thing he was a bit cowardly…

However, at this point, the Zhang family ancestor was heavily injured, so he couldn’t be allowed to escape even more!
Strike while the iron is hot!
Of the eleven iron corpses, six were on the verge of death after being affected by the ground fire array, leaving only five.
Mo Tu then manipulated these iron corpses to continue the siege.
At the same time, he also continuously used the Water Prison Technique to control and the Fireball Technique to wear down.

“Not good!”
The Great Coffin Sealing Technique was broken, and his divine sense backlash, his strength greatly reduced, the Zhang family ancestor felt a chill in his heart.
Today was a great calamity!
Even he, the old ancestor of the Zhang family, the ancestor of the corpse path, the incarnation of the copper corpse, who had lived for several hundred years, never thought that he would capsize in the “sewer” that was Mo Tu’s sea of consciousness.
He never thought that the Zhang family’s inherited corpse path, which had controlled corpses for several hundred years, would eventually have its elders in the clan controlled by others as zombies.
And even controlled them to bully their master and destroy their ancestors!
And under the circumstance of premeditated planning against unpreparedness, all his means were broken.
Calculated to death by this little ghost!

The Zhang family ancestor was furious to the extreme, his expression twisted, regardless of the iron corpses surrounding him, his figure was like the wind, rushing straight towards Mo Tu.
Now that his divine sense was greatly damaged, only by killing this little ghost and swallowing his divine sense could he possibly survive.
Even if he died in the end, he wanted to take this little ghost down with him.
Looking at the means this little ghost was currently displaying, he was good at spells, proficient in arrays, but not good at close-quarters combat, so he would hide far away and use some insidious means.
As long as he got close to his body, everything would be easy to solve.

The Zhang family old ancestor’s gaze was ferocious, his eyes were full of bloodshot threads, and corpse energy surged.
This was his last vitality, he had to go all out!
Mo Tu detected the Zhang family ancestor’s intention, and felt a slight chill in his heart. While retreating, he used the Water Prison Technique to restrict the Zhang family ancestor’s movements.
But the Zhang family ancestor, transformed into a copper corpse, was fast in movement and powerful.
At this time, under violent anger, the Water Prison Technique could only trap him for one or two breaths before he broke free.

The two chased for a moment, and Mo Tu was caught up by the Zhang family ancestor.
The Zhang family ancestor was overjoyed, a sinister expression flashed across his face, his five fingers were sharp and long, drawing out streaks of Yin wind, going straight for Mo Tu’s heart meridian.
Mo Tu was composed and not panicked, displaying Passing Water Step, like flowing water, gently bending down, calmly dodging this claw.
The Zhang family ancestor was slightly startled, then continued to attack.
His ferocious and ugly, barbed left hand suddenly slammed down, going straight for Mo Tu’s head.
Mo Tu then, like a falling leaf, casually rose and suddenly fell, seemingly borrowing force from the void, like rippling water patterns, naturally sliding over…

The Zhang family ancestor’s expression changed.
What kind of movement? There was no trajectory at all.
He fought several more rounds, and the more he fought, the more he was shocked.
He couldn’t touch him!
He couldn’t even touch a corner of his clothes, let alone kill this little ghost.
What made him feel even more unbelievable was that every move he made seemed to be predicted by this little ghost.
Every fist and claw, every advance and retreat, all the moves and habits of close-quarters combat, this little ghost knew them like the back of his hand!
In this situation, close combat was also useless!
Why?
Why was this little ghost so familiar with his moves?
Could it be that from the beginning, when he was fighting with the iron corpses, every move and style was recorded by him?

The Zhang family ancestor felt despair for the first time.
He tried to use the Corpse Poison Technique again, but Mo Tu was already prepared.
As soon as he raised his hand, Mo Tu would retreat early, then widen the distance, and suppress with the Fireball Technique, supplemented by array traps and kills…

Although the entanglement lasted for a long time, Mo Tu’s divine sense was also consumed greatly, and the power of both the Fireball Technique and the arrays had declined.
But the Zhang family ancestor himself was also exhausted.
He simply couldn’t withstand Mo Tu’s consumption like this.
Moreover, the divine sense consumed by Mo Tu formed attacks that actually hit his body, while his own various means couldn’t even touch Mo Tu’s shadow.
And the five iron corpses were also watching with hostility from the side.
As long as there was an opening, they would exchange injury for injury, fight for their lives, and entangle the Zhang family ancestor, fundamentally not letting him escape…

The Zhang family ancestor was extremely frustrated, but also helpless.
He was torn and bitten by iron corpses, bombarded by spells, exploded by arrays, covered in scars, surrounded by iron corpses again, restricted by the Water Prison Technique, he couldn’t kill Mo Tu, and he couldn’t escape, he could only be consumed like this…

Like this, I don’t know how many rounds passed.
The old ancestor of the Zhang family, a generation’s ancestor of the corpse path, was just worn down to death like this…
He was covered in scars, half-kneeling on the ground, without a single breath left.
Even so, Mo Tu dared not approach him at all.
He first stayed far away, letting the only remaining two iron corpses protect him, then slightly meditated to restore his divine sense.
After his divine sense recovered somewhat, Mo Tu used the Fireball Technique to bombard the Zhang family ancestor’s corpse.
After bombarding, he sat in meditation again to restore his divine sense.
After recovering, he bombarded with the Fireball Technique again.
Meditate again, bombard again…

Like this, back and forth, I don’t know how many times he meditated and bombarded, until he bombarded the Zhang family ancestor into a non-human shape, into a thick, black and green smoke, only then did Mo Tu feel relieved…
He let out a long, long sigh of relief, lay on the ground, and gasped for breath.
The overall process was still considered smooth, but Mo Tu was not too satisfied.
He found that the self in the sea of consciousness, although strong, was only ordinarily strong.
For some weak enemies, relying on spells and arrays was enough to easily kill them.
But when encountering stronger ones, like the Zhang family ancestor, with his current means, he couldn’t achieve a decisive blow or a guaranteed kill!
He could only first find ways to trick out his trump cards and break them one by one.
Then rely on movement, spells, and arrays to slowly wear him down…

This was very tiring…
It also took a very long time.
If the time was long, it was easy to have changes, and if there were changes, there would be risks.

“Looks like I have to think of some more ways and learn some more powerful means in the future…”
Mo Tu silently said in his heart.
Then he felt like he had lifted a heavy burden.
No matter what, he had finally dealt with this zombie old ancestor of the Zhang family!

His gaze brightened, and he looked at the thick, black, divine sense-rich green smoke, and couldn’t help but feel a little expectant:
“I wonder how much my divine sense will increase after ‘eating’ this old ancestor of the Zhang family…”
(End of this chapter)