Chapter 1292 - 1289: The Great Battle

Chu Hao, hiding deep in the sky, also had his expression change.

Bai Ling was quite calm; the energy fluctuation slammed against the barrier without causing any trouble, cutting off the power fluctuations from outside.

"The Corpse Dragon King's destructive death beam."

The Supreme Emperor had followed as well, and was shocked when he saw this scene.

They saw the Sanctuary expert of the Necromancer Clan, half-crippled and kneeling on the ground, his face full of despair.

Chu Hao said, "Are Sanctuary experts really this weak? Or is it that the Corpse Dragon King is too strong?"

Bai Ling explained, "He is one of the leaders of the Necromancer Clan, but he only has half a foot stepped into the Sanctuary. Of course he's no match for this dumb dragon."

The Half-Saint of the Necromancer Clan despaired.

The Corpse Dragon King inhaled its miasma, and the Half-Saint expert of the Necromancer Clan directly turned into a pile of gray stone. His vitality and soul were completely sucked dry.

The Necromancer Clan had suffered too heavy a loss.

The Corpse Dragon King flapped its wings and flew toward the outer edge of the Snowy Shadow Domain.

Bai Ling smiled faintly and said, "Finally noticed?"

Chu Hao looked toward the direction the Corpse Dragon King was flying; that was where the Shanhai Alliance camp lay.

At the same time.

In the camp of the Shanhai Alliance, far too many people had begun to retreat, but without preparation, they were still a step too late.

"What is that?!"

On a Flying Boat, someone cried out in shock as they saw the colossal silhouette of the Corpse Dragon King heading toward the camp.

The leader of the camp turned pale and said, "Corpse Dragon King."

Inside the camp, a Sanctuary expert appeared. He was the one who had negotiated with the Necromancer Clan. He said, "Everyone below Emperor Realm, withdraw at once."

Over a dozen Emperor Realm Heroes rose into the sky above the camp.

From far away they could already see the enormous figure of the Corpse Dragon King pressing in, and everyone was extremely tense.

In truth, not to mention Emperor Realm Heroes, even those in the Sanctuary could not remain calm.

The legendary Ancient Species Corpse Dragon King—rumor had it that in ancient years, in a rage it slew three Sanctuary experts in a row.

The Corpse Dragon King was drawing ever closer. Before it even reached the camp, a gray, hazy miasma in the sky had already arrived.

"Senior Duan, are you still not planning to act? Your granddaughter is also on the Flying Boat." The Sanctuary expert said with an ugly expression.

An aged voice sounded within the camp.

"This old man still wants to live a few more years. You young ones just had to come to the Snowy Shadow Domain. You think this place is so easy to visit?"

Duan Tianya, in the Human World known as Holy King Duan.

Bai Ling snorted coldly and said, "So that old geezer is here too. This dumb dragon probably won't be able to stir up much of a storm; in the end it's rather cowardly."

The Supreme Emperor said, "Duan Tianya, huh? Known as a Saint King, but his cultivation hasn't actually reached Saint King; he should be a Half-step Saint King."

Duan Tianya appeared as well. He was an old man, not nearly as imposing as one might imagine; he looked more like a kindly old grandpa.

The remaining Emperor Realm Heroes were all extremely excited. This was Holy King Duan—so even for the Corpse Dragon King, destroying the camp shouldn't be easy, right?

Duan Tianya looked at the remaining Emperor Realm Heroes and said, "What are you staying here for? Planning to seek death? This Ancient Species—don't say this old man, even a true Saint King would have to get a headache from it."

When the Emperor Realm Heroes heard this, their faces changed drastically, and some immediately turned and left.

Seeing that most had already left, Duan Tianya laughed and said, "These youngsters are the future of the Shanhai Realm. You, Elder of the Shanhai Alliance, are being a bit too harsh, aren't you?"

The Yin Yang Saint wreathed in golden light cupped his hands and said, "Senior, I've calculated that someone has disturbed the Corpse Dragon King, intending to target us."

Duan Tianya remained quite calm and said, "What's done is done; what's the use of talking about it now? Better think about how to stop the Corpse Dragon King. This old man doesn't want to die."

The Corpse Dragon King arrived; seeing the two Sanctuary experts before the camp, it still charged straight in.

A terrifying battle erupted.

The Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body formed seals, and a golden Curse Mark transformed into a mountain range and crashed forward.

The Corpse Dragon King let out a furious roar, and that golden Curse Mark shattered. The Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body was blasted backward and said grimly, "As expected of one of the strongest Ancient Species."

Duan Tianya made his move as well.

The Corpse Dragon King looked at this old man with a contemptuous gaze, as if it were belittling an ant.

Duan Tianya chuckled and said, "What's this, looking down on these old bones of mine? Ancient Species really are full of arrogance."

Duan Tianya's hands formed seals, and above the Corpse Dragon King's head, a pitch-black sigil appeared, covering half the sky.

The Golden Body Saint murmured, "Heavenly Web Star Scar Curse."

The black curse pressed down, and the Corpse Dragon King's massive body was directly smashed into the ground.

The people who had been about to retreat all stared wide-eyed, then couldn't help bursting into cheers.

Too powerful—this was a Yin Yang Saint.

The Emperor Realm Heroes also sighed in admiration, saying, "Worthy of the old generation of Sages."

"Holy King Duan—how could he be a mere mortal?"

The Corpse Dragon King was furious beyond measure, pinned to the ground by the Heavenly Web Star Scar Curse.

The Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body formed seals; terrifying Yang Energy boiled, and in the gray, hazy Void above, two Curse Marks appeared.

The two Curse Marks descended as two gigantic God Statues, each over a thousand zhang tall. One statue on the left and one on the right drew stone swords and stabbed toward the Corpse Dragon King's wings.

This enraged the Corpse Dragon King.

The miasma surged, blowing apart the black Curse Mark.

Its foreclaws tore the two giant stone statues to pieces.

Duan Tianya glanced at the Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body and said displeased, "You still want to wound it? You're thinking too highly of yourself."

The Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body didn't respond, and formed seals once more.

Several Curse Marks appeared, each descending as a massive stone statue, slaughtering toward the Corpse Dragon King.

The Corpse Dragon King flapped its wings, and under the shroud of miasma, the gigantic stone God Statues froze in place, truly becoming mere stone.

The Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body's expression darkened. "How can this be?"

The Corpse Dragon King seemed to have been truly enraged.

Duan Tianya snorted coldly and said, "Rakshasa of the Necromancer Clan, are you planning to just watch the show? Does your Necromancer Clan not want to leave anymore?"

From the depths of the Snowy Shadow Domain came a sigh.

A grand power of the Necromancer Clan appeared—this was the clan's sole grand power, a true Rakshasa.

He wore a bamboo hat and held a walking stick, his back hunched.

"My Necromancer Clan cannot withstand more torment." The grand power of the Necromancer Clan said.

The Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body was shocked. Was this grand power of the Necromancer Clan the one who had blocked Duan Tianya?

One of the oldest Sanctuary existences of the Necromancer Clan.

And moreover, a Rakshasa of the Necromancer Clan—one of the Ten Ancient Evils.

Duan Tianya narrowed his eyes and said, "Drive it back, and the Necromancer Clan might still have hope."

The grand power of the Necromancer Clan said bitterly, "Looks like we'll have to risk our lives."

The three great Sages engaged the Corpse Dragon King in battle.

The Corpse Dragon King's true body was enormous. Under the shroud of miasma, a Corpse Dragon King over twenty meters long burst forth, pitch-black all over, exuding a decayed aura as it charged at the three Sanctuary experts.

Unfortunately, even with three Sanctuary experts, they were still helpless before the Corpse Dragon King.

Its terror was such that with one claw it could overturn several mountain peaks, raking across the land and splitting open the Earth Veins.

Wherever it passed, miasma spread, and the stamina of the three Sanctuary experts was rapidly being consumed.

The Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body said with difficulty, "This is the true Corpse Dragon King."

He could hardly imagine—if he had to face the Corpse Dragon King alone, even several lives would not be enough.

It was clear that Duan Tianya and the Rakshasa of the Necromancer Clan were also struggling.

The Corpse Dragon King opened its maw, and a beam of light spewed out. The Yin-Yang Saint of Golden Body's face changed wildly, and he summoned a Compass.

The Compass transformed into an Eight Trigrams and blocked this strike.

But it was directly blasted into dust.