In the altar, a terrifying corpse gas pervaded.

The old ancestor of the original Land family had now been refined into a “Corpse King.” Its eyes were pitch black, with a hint of blood red within the pupils. Within the blood red, there was a thread of dark gold, making it look completely different from other zombies.

The Corpse King’s body was surrounded by a dense, almost congealed corpse gas, like gray-black blood, winding around its entire form. Its body suddenly expanded; its originally withered corpse body condensed blood threads and gradually became burly, fully nine feet high.

The Corpse King’s entire body surged with evil power. Its breath was yin, cold, and terrifying, possessing an indifference beneath its tyranny and a majesty that inspired fear.

Zhang Quan’s eyes showed obsession as he muttered: “Good! Good!”

“Worthy of a Corpse King!”

“Worthy of being a Corpse King that can lead thousands of zombies. This kind of corpse gas, this kind of majesty, is indeed extraordinary!”

“I, Zhang Quan, have not let down the old ancestor’s expectations, nor disappointed the Zhang family’s bloodline. Finally, within the Zhang family’s corpse path, I have refined a Corpse King that has gathered great achievements!”

Zhang Quan thumped down and knelt, kowtowing several times towards an empty spot on the other side. “Old ancestor above, your grandson Zhang Quan has brought honor to the ancestors!”

After kowtowing, Zhang Quan got up, took a deep breath, and then took out the black control corpse bell that was neither stone nor wood, neither copper nor iron. He shook the bell to control the Corpse King.

As the bell rang, the Corpse King’s gaze turned, as if it had become “alive.” At the same time, the iron coffins of the Ten Thousand Corpses Array all moved.

The coffin lids were lifted open, and one by one, iron-blue colored palms stretched out from the coffins. One by one, iron corpses, under the Corpse King’s command, crawled out of the iron coffins, kowtowed towards the Corpse King, and their clothes were facing Zhang Quan as they kowtowed.

Zhang Quan was greatly joyful! He could feel that by commanding the Corpse King, he could simultaneously dominate these more than twenty iron corpses!

More than twenty iron corpses! This meant more than twenty Foundation Building combat powers were under his control. And this was just the beginning; in the future, there would be even more!

As long as he manipulated the iron corpses to group attack and surround kill Foundation Building cultivators, then he could refine the Foundation Building corpses into iron corpses, and then use the iron corpses to kill Foundation Building… Thus, in this cycle, he would have more and more iron corpses under his command.

Without the Corpse King, he could at most simultaneously control only one or two iron corpses. However, with the Corpse King, he could simultaneously control even hundreds of iron corpses. Thus, he possessed a troop, entirely dominated by himself, comparable to second-grade Taoist soldiers, the demonic path’s “Corpse Soldiers”!

In the second-grade realm, this troop of Corpse Soldiers could sweep all, invincible! For a time, Zhang Quan’s heart was in full bloom.

But just as Zhang Quan was immersed in his fantasy, he fundamentally did not realize that behind one iron corpse, its stiff eyeballs had turned, its gaze slightly turning green, and it slowly turned its head to look at him.

This iron corpse opened its mouth, revealing iron-blue fangs. It silently walked behind Zhang Quan, opened its blood basin mouth, its fangs sharp and foul, quenched with yin green corpse poison, and suddenly bit down towards Zhang Quan’s neck!

Yin wind arose, danger arrived! Zhang Quan suddenly shivered, only feeling a gloomy chill on his back, as if something was standing behind him, its foul breath sprayed on the back of his neck, making his hairs stand on end.

In the corner of his eye’s peripheral vision was an ugly iron-blue corpse face and a pair of sinister fangs! Zhang Quan was greatly shocked and hurriedly twisted his body to the side.

But time was too short, and Zhang Quan was unable to completely avoid it. Although this twist of his body avoided vital points, his right shoulder was still scratched by the iron corpse’s fangs, leaving two blood marks, and his clothes were also torn, soaked with blood.

Ice cold and strange corpse poison, following the wound, mixed into his blood and flowed throughout his body. Zhang Quan felt that a non-human, bloodthirsty consciousness was gradually occupying his own consciousness.

Iron corpse poison! Zhang Quan’s heart was alarmed and terrified, and he hurriedly retreated several zhang, took out a bottle of pills and swallowed them, temporarily suppressing the corpse poison in his body.

With the corpse poison suppressed, Zhang Quan slightly relaxed his breath, then immediately his gaze turned cold as he looked at that iron corpse. This iron corpse wanted to kill him?!

But unexpectedly, this iron corpse only bit him once and then stopped motionless. Zhang Quan frowned, “What is happening?” He had a guarded expression and walked a little closer to look.

He discovered that except for this iron corpse, aside from the fangs on it being stained with his blood, there was nothing else unusual. Zhang Quan tried to control it. This iron corpse’s actions of advancing and retreating were also completely under his control, with no sign of losing control.

Zhang Quan’s brows wrinkled up. Just as he was puzzled and didn’t understand, without any sign, another iron corpse suddenly turned its eyeballs, its pupils slightly changed, and it opened its fangs and pounced to kill Zhang Quan.

This time Zhang Quan had some guard, and hurriedly flipped back and withdrew, barely dodging. And this iron corpse, similarly, only attacked once and then stopped, its pupils gray-white, motionless.

Zhang Quan’s face sank, his thoughts urgently turning. “How could this be?”

Intermittent losing control? Was the Corpse King not refined well, or was there a problem with his control corpse technique? Because there were too many iron corpses, was it that for a time, he couldn’t control them, only appearing to have a *zhà shī* situation?

Zhang Quan was shocked and doubtful. But before he could think of anything, another iron corpse suddenly rose violently and pounced to kill him from behind. This time it wasn’t just one, but two, attacking once and then stopping. And after a moment, the sneak-attacking zombies gradually became three…

Zhang Quan was tired of parrying, and the zombie bite marks on his body were also increasing… But he was still in a fog, fundamentally not knowing what had happened.

Hiding in the dark, manipulating the iron corpses, Lu Chengyun, smiled sinisterly. And Mo Hua, who saw everything in his eyes, also inwardly scolded Zhang Quan for being an idiot.

Lu Chengyun is playing with you, ah. How exactly did you grow that head? Such a simple matter, you can’t figure it out?

And when Zhang Quan was played by Lu Chengyun until he was covered in wounds, he finally realized. Someone was controlling these iron corpses!

The iron corpses were under the Corpse King’s control. And in this corpse mine, who could control the Corpse King? Zhang Quan gritted his teeth and shouted: “Lu Chengyun!”

“You damn…”

“Hiding your head and exposing your tail, come out, old man!”

By now, Lu Chengyun also did not hide, but slowly walked out from behind the altar. Zhang Quan was startled, then hatefully said: “Indeed it is you!”

Lu Chengyun said mildly: “Brother Zhang, I treated you sincerely, yet unexpectedly, you actually hid from me and wanted to seize my Corpse King and ruin my great plan?”

Zhang Quan’s expression was shocked and doubtful, and he frowned and asked: “Exactly when did you know?”

Lu Chengyun smiled without answering, but said indifferently: “The matter has come to this, do you still ask these? Is there still meaning?”

The corner of Zhang Quan’s eye twitched. Indeed, the matter had come to this, the plot exposed the dagger, the two people had already torn faces, originally it was just a life and death situation, knowing these had no point or meaning.

Zhang Quan coldly laughed: “When did this Corpse King become yours? It used my Zhang family’s bronze coffin, and was refined with my Zhang family’s refine corpse method, it should originally belong to my Zhang family!”

Lu Chengyun shook his head: “Brother Zhang, these words are wrong. This Corpse King used my Lu family old ancestor’s corpse body.”

Zhang Quan sneered, “What do you call your Lu family? You are merely a son-in-law, relying on women to rise, fawning on the powerful. What relation does the Lu family have with you?”

These words seemed to have pricked Lu Chengyun’s sore spot. His eyelids slightly jumped, his smile became more yin and soft, he was silent for a moment, then sighed: “Brother Zhang, I knew you had a second heart long ago…”

“I told you, everyone has a second heart, I don’t blame you.”

“But you should not, absolutely should not, have touched this Corpse King.”

“This Corpse King is not something of your caliber that you can dominate!”

Zhang Quan laughed in extreme anger, “Are you qualified? You are a villain who is greedy for fame and fortune, acts sneaky, and has cheap bones. Even after earning spirit stones, you still bribe people everywhere. What kind of caliber can you possibly have?”

Lu Chengyun’s face was distorted, and he directly drew out a thin sword. The sword light flashed, and it rushed straight towards Zhang Quan’s face.

Zhang Quan spat and cursed, swallowed a corpse blood pill, and suddenly corpse transformed. His flesh turned iron-blue, his eyes were red, and he fought with Lu Chengyun.

For a time, sword light overflowed, and corpse gas surged. The surrounding coffins were also shaken into fine fragments by sword qi and fist wind.

Mo Hua looked towards the distance and discovered that the small zombie coffin he dominated was far away and unaffected by the battle. He lightly relaxed his breath and then continued to watch the show.

These two people had accumulated resentment for a long time, but each endured it. At this time, old grudges erupted, and neither held back.

However, Zhang Quan, who had taken drugs, was obviously not Lu Chengyun’s opponent. Coupled with the sneak attack by the iron corpses controlled by Lu Chengyun before, he was already injured and could only barely support himself at this time.

Zhang Quan fought for a while, forced back Lu Chengyun with a punch, then thought of going to control the Corpse King and killing Lu Chengyun. The Corpse King, under his control, slightly shrunk its pupils, and the blood color became thicker.

But at the same time, Lu Chengyun also moved his divine sense and controlled the Corpse King with the Spirit Hub Evil Array. The two people controlled it together.

The Corpse King’s pupils suddenly brightened and darkened, the blood color suddenly deepened and shallowed, the killing intent suddenly thickened and thinned. After a while, it became like wood and stone, silently motionless.

Mo Hua’s thoughts moved slightly. It seemed that the control of the two sides conflicted with each other, unable to distinguish who was stronger or weaker, so the Corpse King helped neither.

Lu Chengyun and Zhang Quan, seeing that they could not control the Corpse King, then began to borrow the Corpse King to control the iron corpses. Zhang Quan shook the bell, and Lu Chengyun controlled the array.

After a standoff, each controlled a part of the iron corpses. Zhang Quan controlled eleven, while Lu Chengyun was stronger than Zhang Quan and controlled thirteen iron corpses.

Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun fought again. And the iron corpses on both sides also began to slaughter, and the situation became more chaotic for a time.

Mo Hua climbed up the altar again to avoid being affected by the battle. Climbing higher up the altar, Mo Hua looked down again and discovered that the situation was becoming clearer and clearer.

Zhang Quan’s strength was originally not as good as Lu Chengyun’s, and the iron corpses he controlled were less than Lu Chengyun’s by two, so he was naturally at a greater disadvantage. After a fierce battle, Lu Chengyun’s clothes were torn a little, but his expression was composed and his breath was steady.

While Zhang Quan was in a sorry state, covered in scars and panting. Mo Hua shook his head. If this continued, Zhang Quan would be finished.

Once Zhang Quan was finished, Lu Chengyun would be the only one, and he would not be able to muddle through the water easily. Why not help Zhang Quan?

Mo Hua blinked his eyes, his heart slightly moved. Stealthily, he moved his little hands a bit… Just right, he could also test if the Spirit Hub Array he had drawn had taken effect or not.

Mo Hua’s eyes brightened, then he sat cross-legged, held his breath and concentrated his spirit, and quietly perceived. Thus, during the fierce battle between Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun, no one discovered that another obscure divine sense was silently communicating with the array on the Corpse King’s chest, controlling the Corpse King without anyone knowing, and borrowing the Corpse King to control part of the iron corpses…

Extra chapter one, written out before twelve o’clock. Also for the Alliance Leader Passerby Flow’s added update. Thank you to the big boss for becoming Alliance Leader. Because I write slowly, this added update has been dragged on for a long time, sorry ha. Finally, it’s just between Mid-Autumn and National Day, so I wish everyone happy holidays again.

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