The God of the Human Realm!

Chapter 137 Forcing a Powerful Enemy to Retreat
The roar seemed to emanate from the deepest hell, causing the guards and martial artists present to feel a sense of unease.

Before I could even turn around, a raging gust of wind swept in.

Amidst the billowing dust, a burly figure clad in iron armor burst forth like lightning. With each step, the ground trembled violently, and the bluestone paving in the courtyard cracked inch by inch.

Countless fine lines spread out like a spider web, quickly reaching the feet of the pale-faced man.

'This is a corpse puppet? It looks a bit like a failed attempt at the [Hundred Refined Corpse Puppet Technique]...'

The pale-faced man raised an eyebrow, his smile fading.

He was an extraordinary person with extensive knowledge. With just one glance, he could not sense any human presence on the armored man, yet he quickly analyzed many things.

His gaze was fixed on the armored figure rushing towards him, but his peripheral vision fell on Qing Lingzi.

To be precise, she looked at the bell in Qing Lingzi's palm.

The clear and melodious bell rang once again.

Qing Lingzi shook the bell, her expression solemn.

This armored man was naturally the Hundred Poison Corpse Puppet that Song Yinglong had transformed into. This was the first time it had experienced actual combat since Hong Yuan had taught it how to control him.

He dared not be distracted or negligent in the slightest.

The pale-faced man, in particular, gave him an extremely dangerous feeling.

A fierce roar echoed through the courtyard. The Hundred Poison Corpse Puppet, carrying a ferocious and malevolent aura, overturned the guards and martial artists blocking its way and landed heavily in front of the pale-faced man.

His punches were like thunder!

The pale-faced man's hair was whipped about by the fierce wind, and the force of the punch rushed towards him, instantly filling his eyes. He was slightly surprised: "The speed is so fast! The materials used to forge this corpse puppet are quite extraordinary!"

Despite his shock, he remained calm and advanced instead of retreating. However, he did not choose to confront the attack head-on. He used a ghostly movement technique, almost grazing past the fist of the Hundred Poison Corpse Puppet. Immediately afterward, a chilling light flashed.

His sleeves floated like dark clouds, from which two jet-black electric snakes flew out, which were the two thin and narrow short blades.

It's sizzling!

In an instant, it seemed as if arcs of electricity crackled in the air. Two silver snakes danced wildly, intertwining into a net, fiercely swirling around the Hundred Poison Corpse Puppet, avoiding the armor plates on the puppet's body, and viciously biting at its joints, eye sockets, and other vulnerable spots.

But a constant hissing sound could be heard, like a swarm of bees buzzing and scurrying about.

Ding Ding Ding!
Sparks flew and a muffled thud rang out as the blade, like a streak of light, flew with unparalleled precision toward one of the Hundred Poison Corpse Puppet's eyes.

With a 'plop', the corpse puppet's eyelids fell, and the thin blade's edge immediately landed on the eyelids. Before it could exert any force, it was deflected by the supple skin.

The pale-faced man flicked his wrist, and a flash of light appeared, tearing a gash in the side of the corpse puppet's eye. But instead of showing any joy, he suddenly retreated.

The wound was not bleeding blood, but rather a thick, dark green liquid that splashed onto the bluestone floor, immediately producing a crisp, corrosive sound.

Immediately, wisps of blue smoke, barely visible to the naked eye, filled the air.

"Back off!"

Qing Lingzi's expression changed drastically. He shouted sharply and waved his sleeves, creating a gust of wind.

Few of the guards and martial artists noticed the danger; they simply obeyed orders and instinctively retreated. Even so, some of them slowed down and immediately felt the world spinning, their bodies becoming uncontrollable, and they collapsed to the ground in terror.

After being injured, the Hundred Poison Corpse Puppet became even more ferocious. With a roar, it pounced on the pale-faced man, its huge hand transforming into claws with ten hook-like fingers, carrying a force powerful enough to tear apart metal and stone as it repeatedly grabbed and slashed.

The air emitted a sharp, piercing whistling sound.

The pale-faced man moved erratically, his body blurred and indistinct amidst two swirling beams of light, as he unleashed one strike after another, the sounds of metal clashing echoing incessantly.

A dozen or so breaths later, with a 'ripping' sound, the pale-faced man's robes were struck by sharp claws, instantly leaving scorch marks as if burned. 'Invulnerable to blades and spears, tempered by all poisons? Even my 'Bone-Eating Worms' couldn't penetrate this corpse puppet's body?'

The pale-faced man frowned. He was a master of Gu poison, able to silently integrate Gu poison into his swordsmanship.

When he unleashed his sword strike, the blade was already covered with numerous tiny insects invisible to the naked eye. However, the corpse puppet's body had already mutated and could not be equated with ordinary flesh and blood.

Even the Gu worms were helpless against them.

He knew that the corpse puppet was being controlled by Qing Lingzi, and the best way to break the deadlock was to defeat this person, either by killing or capturing him.

Unfortunately, Qing Lingzi's martial arts were also quite formidable, and he couldn't defeat him in just a few moves. Moreover, the corpse puppet was incredibly fast, keeping him firmly entangled.

Upon realizing this, the pale-faced man decided to back down.

"I never imagined there was such a monster hidden within the Zhenhai Alliance. Interesting!"

"Very well! Since Alliance Leader Hong is not here, I will come to visit another day!"

Whoops!

As soon as he finished speaking, he suddenly channeled his power, and the two beams of cold light merged into one, transforming into a bolt of lightning that cleaved the corpse puppet in two.

A tremendous recoil force surged forth, and the pale-faced man used the momentum to leap into the air, his body like a leaf swept up by a strong wind, drifting away in the blink of an eye.

The Hundred Poison Corpse Puppet was about to give chase when it heard a clear sound and immediately stopped in its tracks, standing motionless.

Qing Lingzi showed no intention of pursuing them. Hong Yuan had not yet returned, and his main task was to guard the mansion.

The remaining martial artists and guards were still in shock, all looking at the corpse puppet with horrified eyes. Even Qing Songzi, who was being protected by Qing Lingzi, could not hide the astonishment on his face.

Even he was unaware that his junior brother had such a hidden skill.

"Junior brother..."

Qing Lingzi waved his hand, first glancing pityingly at the few people wailing on the ground, then instructing the other martial artists not to act rashly, before leaping out of the inner courtyard.

Xu Qingjing and Tao Xiyue had already heard the commotion outside, but instead of getting up to look out, they retreated into the secret room.

However, even in a sealed room, signals could be transmitted, and they received a response that the crisis was over. The two waited for a moment before leaving the courtyard.

Qing Lingzi stepped forward and cupped her hands in greeting: "The two young ladies have been frightened!"

Tao Xiyue shook her head and asked, "Mr. Qinglingzi, what kind of enemy has come?"

Qing Lingzi sighed, "I'm completely baffled. I can't figure out why this person came. It's a pity that this person is too capable and we couldn't capture him for interrogation."

Xu Qingjing, a former educated youth, was already a master of the Subtle Realm. Seeing their solemn expressions, he couldn't help but become serious as well.

"Are you injured, sir?"

"Thank you for your concern, Miss Xu. Although I am no match for that person, fortunately, my lord left a backup plan, which forced him to retreat!" Qing Lingzi said.

"Does the young master have a backup plan?"

Upon hearing the news about Hong Yuan, the two inquired a few more questions and learned that it was a corpse puppet tempered by a hundred poisons, and immediately lost interest.

Tao Xiyue looked at Qing Lingzi and asked, "Does the master know when the young master will return?"

Tao Xiyue and the other woman had asked this question many times before. Qing Lingzi could only smile wryly, chatted for a few more minutes, and then took his leave.

(End of this chapter)