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Chapter 891: Chapter 277: With the Body of a Great Grandmaster Battling a Martial Saint, Slaying a Dragon Head and Bringing it Down to the Human World [Seeking Monthly Ticket]_3

“Underworld…”

A hoarse and low voice came from the shadow’s mouth.

“Finally, it has appeared. The layout of Lord Corpse God in the Golden Light Prefecture was broken by the Underworld. The Corpse God Envoys our cult painstakingly infiltrated into Qian Yuan Dao City… were all exposed and slaughtered by the Underworld.”

“The Underworld and my Corpse God Cult…”

“An unending battle of doctrines.”

He stepped forward slowly, as if seeing the clash between the Bull Demon and the Dragon Queen Consort through the drifting Qi-blood and reverberations in the air.

Suddenly.

This Underworld Demigod Corpse narrowed his eyes and gazed into the distance.

There…

A burly Golden Armored God General stood holding an eight-foot snake spear at an angle, with a golden helmet covering his face so his features were entirely obscured. A red cape billowed behind his golden armor.

“Martial Saint…”

The veil under the hat of the Corpse God Cult’s Demigod Corpse was suddenly shredded by a fierce gust of wind, revealing his dusky, curse-mark-covered demigod visage.

“Who are you?”

“The Martial Saints of Qian Yuan Dao City… are all documented. There’s no way someone could suddenly appear out of nowhere. Who… are you?!”

This Demigod Corpse of the Corpse God Cult held a high status, a Five Elders Middle Rank Corpse God Envoy. Though not the overall commander of the Corpse God Cult forces in Qian Yuan Dao City, he belonged to the upper echelons.

A Martial Saint, an unknown Martial Saint—it undoubtedly unsettled the Corpse God Cult.

“The Four Great Families, Qian Yuan Divine Sect, Temple Control Bureau, and Qintian Observatory… these factions hide so many aces up their sleeves. Do you really think what they’ve shown you is everything?”

“No wonder the Corpse God Cult is called foolish.”

A calm voice came from the Golden Armored God General, and in the next moment, the eight-foot snake spear was raised high.

Suddenly, a terrifying Demon Python tore through the sky, roaring and howling!

Boom—!!!

Dense Death Qi and Corpse Qi instantly exploded, blooming on the earth like an ultimate, grotesque black lotus!

“I think I… know who you are!”

“You actually didn’t die…”

“You Liqing!”

Bang—!!!

In an instant, the Demigod Corpse moved!

In almost a flash, he transformed into a streak of jet-black lightning, his five fingers clenched into a fist, smashing fiercely toward the Golden Armored God General, You Liqing!

A grotesque, twisted corpse god formed from Corpse Qi roared behind him.

Meanwhile, You Liqing’s Demon Python, accompanied by the devastating point of his eight-foot snake spear, collided ferociously with the Demigod Corpse!

“The Underworld wants to kill the Queen Consort… You Liqing, how could you side with the Underworld?”

“Are you insane?!”

The overwhelming Corpse Qi surrounded them like tides. The Demigod Corpse’s blood-red, distorted pupils fixed fiercely on the Golden Armored God General and shouted furiously.

You Liqing…

The Dragon Queen Consort herself had come with a corpse to search for him, but You Liqing’s Three Souls and Seven Spirits had vanished. Even then, it was concluded that You Liqing had completely perished, with no chance of even being converted into a Cursed Corpse.

However…

Now, You Liqing stood alive before his eyes.

Even more…

He had broken through to the realm of Martial Saint!

Is this the strength of the Underworld?

Is this the Underworld’s power to resurrect the dead?!

…

…

Almost simultaneously with Huang Sword Wine and You Liqing obstructing the strong opponents.

Around the official road, numerous concealed masters found themselves intercepted.

Because of You Liqing’s death, Han Qizhong, who had risen to the rank of Western Camp General of the Divine Guard Army, clenched a long spear in his hand, his eyes still showing traces of disbelief as he looked at Long Tai, standing with arms crossed, obstructing his path.

“Long Tai?”

Han Qizhong naturally recognized Long Tai.

Wasn’t Long Tai dead?

Beside Han Qizhong, Northern Camp General Dai Qingxiao’s face turned grave, while behind them, thousands of Divine Guard Army soldiers felt as though they had seen a ghost.

Dai Qingxiao’s expression became exceptionally somber as he looked far ahead.

“It’s not just Long Tai…”

“There’s also the Green Bird.”

Creak—

A Divine Bow was drawn to a full moon, the tension of the bowstring releasing a sound terrifying like thunder.