Gou Zai Yao Wu Simulated Immortal

Seeing Li Qian emerge from the stone path below, Yuan Youdao's eyes flashed with intense greed and ecstasy.

"Okay, okay, okay!"

"They finally managed to remove it!"

"I knew you, young man, had some skills. It wasn't in vain that I went to all this trouble to break this deadlock with your help!"

As he spoke, he walked step by step toward Li Qian.

His feet were clearly floating and dry, yet with each step he took, the yin water and corpse energy in the corpse pit seemed to gravitate towards him.

The place that had confined him for so many years has now become the place he controls.

"Use my hand?"

Yuan Youdao continued to laugh loudly, "If I hadn't led you to find the Dragon-Locking Eye, if I hadn't lured you out of the deadly trap on the east road, how would you have encountered that lump of dragon flesh?"

"Now that you have the live meat, it's time for you to repay this old man."

He grinned, revealing his chapped lips and blackened teeth. "Hand over that thing."

"And present your sword as well."

"Since you have rendered service, I might spare your life and leave you with a whole corpse..."

Before he could finish speaking...

Li Qian has already made his move.

There's no need to give this person the time to finish their last words.

Moreover, when it comes to questioning, no one can compare to the sword slave.

Li Qian suddenly stepped forward, leaving a dark shadow in place.

The Soul-Devouring Sword was already hanging horizontally at his side. At this moment, a dark light flashed, and he slashed straight out with the sword!

Yuan Youdao clearly hadn't expected Li Qian to be so decisive. Before the madness in his eyes had faded, he saw that line of dark light already right in front of him!

His expression changed drastically, and he suddenly raised both hands, causing the Yin energy from the corpse pit around him to surge back.

It seemed to solidify into an invisible spear to forcefully block this sword strike.

He truly deserves to be called a grandmaster.

Even after being trapped for many years and withering away, that instinct remains once you break free.

Unfortunately, he was ultimately too impetuous and too hasty.

Li Qian never intended to give him any breathing room.

puff!

As the sword flashed, the spear-like energy formed by the yin energy was cleaved in two before it could take shape.

Immediately afterwards, the dark sliver swept diagonally across Yuan Youdao's neck.

The head, which had only been raised for a short while, was suddenly sent flying.

There was not much blood spurting from the cut, only a large amount of black, foul-smelling blood and deathly aura overflowing.

It splashed onto the stone walls of the morgue, making a hissing sound.

Yuan Youdao's headless, mutilated body took two more steps forward, his hands grabbing wildly.

In the end, however, he simply collapsed with a thud.

The severed head rolled several times before coming to rest right next to a broken chain.

"My...my great...great cause..."

There was still a hint of disbelief and resentment in his eyes.

He had just escaped his predicament when he was so swiftly killed by a junior.

But he was still a grandmaster after all.

Despite being detached from its body, it was not dead; its long tongue licked the cold, damp stone ground, attempting to reunite with its body.

"That place... as long as I can get to that place!" Yuan Youdao's head was contorted with rage, his mind racing.

Li Qian didn't even glance at him again.

With a simple gesture, the Soul-Devouring Sword returned to his hand.

The sword trembled slightly, as if extremely satisfied with the satisfying strike.

As Yuan Youdao's head and body split into two.

The yin water and corpse energy in the corpse pit, as if losing their backbone, suddenly became chaotic.

The corpses embedded in the four walls began to twitch in unison.

From the direction of the abandoned shrine above, an even fiercer and more violent aura, more than before, was pressing down madly along the water veins.

Clearly, the dragon's eye lock was broken, the dragon's flesh was taken, and Yuan Youdao was freed.

These three changes combined have pushed the entire evil scheme to the brink of chaos.

It could erupt at any moment.

Li Qian raised his hand and wiped the sword, casually storing Yuan Youdao's severed head and mangled body into another corner of his Sumeru Ring.

No matter what, this person is one of the Seventy-Two Great Masters of the Great Sun.

Even if the head is removed from the body, the person may still be alive, which may mean that the head has other uses.

After we've cleaned up the fragments, we'll deal with Yuan Youdao properly.

He looked up at the top of the mortuary.

Now is the time.

Li Qian raised his hand and slapped out a talisman that allowed him to burrow underground.

As soon as the yellow talisman was lit, the earthy energy suddenly rose.

He darted upwards through the thinnest crack between the rock face and the earth's veins.

Along the way, gravel fell in a flurry, and dark water poured in, preventing the embedded and floating corpses in the morgue from closing in.

Li Qian had already passed through the middle level and was heading straight for the abandoned shrine above.

As soon as Fang Yi approached the abandoned shrine at the bottom of the river, the half-demon weapon fragment seemed to sense that disaster was imminent.

The sword emitted a high-pitched buzzing sound.

The water outside the shrine suddenly became turbulent.

It forcibly drove up hundreds and thousands of drowned corpses, layering them up to protect the surroundings.

They didn't even care about the dilapidated shrine and ruins, only wrapping up the broken half of the sword.

They fled to the deeper, more turbid parts of the river to escape for their lives.

Li Qian sneered.

"It's too late to leave now."

With a stomp of his foot, he unleashed the full power of his Wave-Splitting Technique and chased after the enemy.

Those drowned corpses had previously been rampant, relying on the Yin Water Corpse Demon and the Desolate Shrine Formation.

Now that it has left that place of Yin energy and lost the connection between the Dragon Locking Eye and the Corpse Cave, its power has been greatly weakened.

Seeing Li Qian approaching, the half-shattered soldier shuddered and forcibly separated more than ten drowned corpses to turn around and block the enemy.

These creatures lunged forward, their black teeth gleaming, still bearing a hint of ferocity.

Li raised his hand and immediately struck out a talisman to release the evil spirits.

This talisman is unique; it is the one he drew recently that is closest to a second-tier talisman.

He had originally planned to use the Soul Offering and Sacrifice Technique to forcibly advance to the second tier.

But now that success is imminent, there's no time to think about that anymore.

As soon as the talisman left his hand, it exploded in the water, releasing a burst of crimson light.

Once unfolded, it created a blazing curtain of fire on the turbid riverbed.

The dozen or so drowned corpses that turned back to block the way, their corpse energy and water energy crackled and popped as they were burned.

In an instant, it turned into large charred fragments, which scattered into the river mud.

Upon seeing this, the tall, thin drowned corpse in front visibly froze.

It had developed intelligence and naturally knew that if it continued to entangle itself, it would definitely perish here.

They no longer protected the horde of corpses behind them.

He wrapped the broken piece of weapon even tighter, then folded it sharply, attempting to use the churning mud and turbid currents of the river to conceal his figure.

Li Qian pulled out a tracking talisman with his backhand.

With a flick of his finger, the talisman instantly ignited, transforming into a wisp of extremely fine blue light that pointed directly into the depths of the muddy water.

"I've found you."

As soon as he finished speaking, Li Qian crushed the Qi-inflicting Tengyue Talisman with his other hand.

With a loud thud, the muddy layer at the bottom of the river suddenly exploded, and a brute force shot straight up from below.

A giant, tangible hand lifted up the area of ​​water that had already sunk into the depths of the murky water.

The tall, thin drowned corpse was caught off guard.

Along with the half-shattered soldier he was protecting in his arms, he was exposed above the turbulent river.

It was about to escape again.

The Soul-Devouring Sword flashed with dark light, even cleaving the water in two with this single strike.

The tall, thin drowned corpse only had time to raise one of its black claws before a crisp clang was heard.

His entire head had been severed by a single sword strike.

Blood gushed from the severed point, and the broken piece of the demonic weapon loosened and fell downwards.

Li Qian reacted swiftly, raising his hand to grab the broken piece of weapon into his palm.

The moment the broken weapon was in hand, the sword trembled violently, as if the trapped beast was still struggling for its life.

He even wanted to retaliate against Li Qian's mind.

But now the Dragon Eye Lock is broken, the Corpse Cave is destroyed, it has lost the support of the evil formation, and it has also left the core of the desolate shrine.

Despite its ferocity, it was nothing more than a tiny fragment of a demonic weapon, posing almost no threat to Li Qian.

He clenched his fingers, and spiritual power pressed down like a mountain.

The broken piece of the weapon buzzed a few times before finally falling silent.

The turbulent currents at the bottom of the river have not subsided, and there are still scattered drowned corpses trying to get closer.

However, having lost the Yin Water and broken the Corpse Demon, it could no longer hold on and gradually turned into a corpse, drifting downstream.

Li Qian collected the broken soldiers and then took the tall, thin, drowned corpse with him.

He immediately turned and sped towards the riverbank.