Chapter 28

Shen Lang rolled his eyes and gritted his teeth, saying, "What can we do? What else can we do! You guys are trying to kill me without even compensating me! Hey, you, come over here!"

He beckoned to the young man in the brocade robe with a finger.

"No, no, no, I can't do it. I'm only at the initial stage of the Qi Martial Realm. Even if you make me drink the Giant Potion, I still can't fight the Iron Corpse!" The young man in the brocade robe was almost in tears.

This bastard must be getting revenge, definitely for my rudeness before!

Damn it, making me drink the Giant Potion and then fight the Iron Corpse is like making a three-year-old face a grown man. At best, I'd become a four-year-old, still a little kid. You might as well just kill me with one strike!

Besides, the Giant Potion is such a precious item. How could an ordinary person have it? The color of the potion in this kid's hand is so strange. Is it even a Giant Potion? If I drink it and die instantly, where can I go to complain?

"Still dazed? We don't have time!" Shen Lang waved his hand, and the young man in the brocade robe kept shaking his head and backing away.

"Let me go, I admit I was wrong, okay? I really can't do it!" The young man, Deng Jianchen, was regretting it deeply. If he had known this would happen, he wouldn't have mocked the others. Now he's been targeted, and the other two have run away, leaving him to fight the Iron Corpse!

That's an Iron Corpse, even if it's a bit weaker in some aspects, it's still equivalent to a Spirit Martial Realm expert. I just advanced to the third level of the Qi Martial Realm. Even if I drink the Giant Potion, I'm not enough to fill the Iron Corpse's teeth. Is this joke too big?

Look, look, that Iron Corpse even has a long tail. It could have whipped you until you spat blood just now. You want me to fight it in close combat? That's too intense, right?

Eh? I haven't heard that Iron Corpses have tails.

"Men can't say they can't do it!" Shen Lang frowned and said, "Besides, who asked you to fight the Iron Corpse? You just need to hold off one Spirit Corpse. The Iron Corpse is mine and this uncle's. Don't worry, are you the beauty's friend or bodyguard? Even if the Spirit Corpse cuts off your hands, feet, and head, she will definitely remember you forever!"

"..." Deng Jianchen almost couldn't hold his long sword steady. Cutting off hands and feet is one thing, but cutting off the head? What do I need her to remember me forever for? I just wanted to get closer to her, that's why I tagged along, but I didn't think of confessing this way.

"You... " Shui Qingwu blushed and pouted.

At this moment, the Iron Corpse trapped in the illusion array became increasingly violent, wildly lashing out with its huge tail, causing a storm of flying rocks and a terrifying scene.

Meanwhile, Uncle Zhou, who had walked away to kill the demon corpses to cover up the awkwardness, returned panting heavily. Although there were many demon corpses, without any intelligence and not under the control of the Spirit Corpses, they were just a bunch of moving iron lumps. He had cut them all down in a short time.

"My hands are a bit numb from all the cutting..." Uncle Zhou muttered.

"Alright, the illusion array is about to break. If we keep dilly-dallying, we'll all be done for. I don't want to die, even if you do." Shen Lang took a few steps forward, grabbed Deng Jianchen's collar, and was about to force the potion down his throat.

"I'll drink it, I'll drink it... Please, don't do this, give me some face. Our family is well-known in the capital... gulp gulp..." The last part of this sentence, Deng Jianchen said in a low voice, and even then, he didn't finish it.

Seeing him drink the Giant Potion, Shen Lang sighed in relief and smiled at Shui Qingwu and Uncle Zhou, who were staring at him with wide eyes. "I'm just too polite, otherwise, I wouldn't have dragged it out so long... I just realized this. So, my actions might have been a bit rough. Now that our brother has drunk the Giant Potion, look, his aura is surging. He's ready. The effect only lasts fifteen minutes. Beauty, you and he each hold off one Spirit Corpse. Uncle Zhou, you'll have to work hard to hold off one Iron Corpse. The last one is mine. We must kill one Iron Corpse within fifteen minutes. Our lives depend on it."

Without waiting for a response, he suddenly remembered something and added, "Although Wu Souls can only be used briefly, now is the final moment. Don't hold back."

"Hey..." Deng Jianchen was startled. When did I get ready? My hands are still shaking!

The other two didn't look much better.

Shui Qingwu's face was red like a small apple because Shen Lang had called her "beauty" several times.

Uncle Zhou, on the other hand, looked at Shen Lang in disbelief, unable to speak. He was scared. With his peak Qi Martial Realm cultivation, he could only briefly hold off the Iron Corpse with his flying spirit weapon. He couldn't face it head-on, but this young masked man said he would kill an Iron Corpse!

"He's right. His cultivation is indeed very powerful. If he drinks a Giant Potion like Deng Jianchen and uses his lightning technique and powerful spirit weapon, he might be able to do it. Let's go all out!" Uncle Zhou nodded fiercely, turned around, and soared into the air.

At the same time, a giant axe appeared behind him, a very rare and powerful Wu Soul!

However, if he knew that Shen Lang didn't have a second bottle of Giant Potion, he might not have been so brave to charge at the Iron Corpse.

Shui Qingwu waved her hand, and a talisman burned and was slapped onto her body, forming a faint light shield around her.

Then, a huge immortal crane appeared behind her, and a crane's cry echoed through the sky.

She smiled at Shen Lang and charged at one of the Spirit Corpses.

"..." Unfortunately, Deng Jianchen wanted to say a few words, but before he could even ask, he felt someone push him from behind. Caught off guard, he stumbled and stumbled toward the other Spirit Corpse.

"Alright, if I die, I die. At least I'll die by Qingwu's side..." Thinking this, Deng Jianchen felt a surge of strength and a burst of courage. He released his leopard Wu Soul and shouted, "Brats, I'm coming, die!"

Shen Lang watched the three charge forward with a cold eye, his divine sense locking onto one of the Iron Corpses. He flipped his left wrist and took out a powder.

He hadn't told Shui Qingwu and the others the truth. The last two weren't Iron Corpses but more intelligent and troublesome Gu Corpses!

Iron Corpses don't grow tails, which Zhou and the others knew, but in the crisis, no one had time to think about it.

Gu Corpses are corpses controlled by a type of insect fed by evil cultivators, using the corpse to strengthen themselves.

The physical strength of Gu Corpses isn't very powerful because many are recently deceased corpses, unlike demon corpses.

The most powerful part of a Gu Corpse isn't the corpse but the insect!

The Gu Corpse in front of him could whip Shen Lang with its tail, making him spit blood and fly away. This speed and strength were already terrifying.

Facing such a Gu Corpse, he had some materials that could slightly counteract it, so he was prepared to fight to the death!

But it was only a fight to the death!

The outcome was hard to predict.

Even if he used his burst technique, his cultivation couldn't reach the level needed to fight this Gu Corpse.

Even with the Heavenly Water Blade, a second-grade mystic weapon.

He didn't dare use the Lover's Arrow given by Hongyu. If the Murong family found out and came here, he, Hongyu, and the Shen family would face disaster.

The "Thunder God Technique" was powerful, but the small amount of spiritual energy in his body converted to lightning power was like a drop in the bucket. It would be difficult to deal with the Gu Corpse, and high-level killing moves were impossible.

The only technique he could use at his current cultivation and physical strength was the "Divine Saber Hell Suppressing Technique" he had been forced to use by Hongyu.

"Whatever, even if I'm torn to pieces or paralyzed, there's no other way... What bad luck..." Shen Lang shook his head, dispelling his chaotic thoughts, and his eyes narrowed, emitting a sharp light.

"Quick battle, quick victory, burst!"

Shen Lang's foot slammed into the ground, and a fierce thunderstorm echoed in the area. In the next second, he turned into a blurry black shadow, darting toward the Gu Corpse like a ghost.

At that moment, the illusion array was finally destroyed by the Gu Corpse and the Spirit Corpses.

The last Gu Corpse turned its head, staring at the lightning-fast black shadow, and let out a savage roar. A continuous flow of corpse energy surged around it, like a storm.

Although Shen Lang's cultivation was far below the Gu Corpse, the Thunder God Technique was running, and the lightning power surrounding him was not to be underestimated.

This lightning power is the most yang and yang force in the world, the nemesis of corpse and demonic energy, making the Gu Corpse slightly wary.

The Heavenly Water Blade is a mystic weapon that can seal a spirit, and the lightning array inside is carved by Shen Lang himself. Combined with his Thunder God Technique, it was quite formidable.

The lightning-infused blade light from the Heavenly Water Blade instantly clashed with the Gu Corpse. The fierce collision of the two forces immediately drew the attention of the other three.

"Clang, clang, clang..."

The sound of metal clashing echoed, and countless sparks and lightning flashed from the Heavenly Water Blade and the Gu Corpse.

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