The Demon Corpse Puppet, its entire body enveloped in black energy, underwent a terrifying transformation. Its arms contorted, growing enormous bone spurs into wrist blades, while skeletal wings unfurled from its back, both as black as the void. Black flames, like a burning mane, ignited its eyes and blazed around its head. Pang Yuan stared in disbelief, "Impossible, Demon Corpse Puppets don't have the ability to evolve. What is this thing?"
"No, I have to find information on the Demon Corpse Puppet quickly, or Chen Tian will be...!"
Pang Yuan frantically searched for information. Chen Tian activated his divine pupils, and the data flooded his mind.
Demon Corpse Puppet King
Level: Blue Whistler Level 99
Life: 8810 White Points/8810 White Points
Strength: 5210 White Points
Speed: 6195 White Points
Constitution: 5162 White Points
Luck: 100
Weapon Mastery: 5240 White Points
Skill Mastery: 6521 White Points
Weapons: Claws, Bone Spur Wrist Blade, Bone Cold Black Flame
Skills: Demon Puppet Bone Claw, Deathly Entrapment Roar, Bone Split Double Slash, Black Flame Bone Split Burst, Bone Spur Cage
Abilities: Control of Corpses and Undead, Power of Black Flame
Trait: Immortal
Note: The Demon Corpse Puppet King is a creature formed from immense death qi and resentment, fused with special energies and a corpse. It is incredibly powerful and can control corpses and the undead.
Chen Tian looked at the even more monstrously powerful Demon Corpse Puppet King before him and said to the system, "System, this guy doesn't have a hidden weakness, right?"
"It does not. It's simply that the host cannot find it. Essentially, the Demon Corpse Puppet King is just a more powerful Demon Corpse Puppet. Weaknesses exist, only the Demon Puppet Corpse Emperor can hide its weaknesses, but not completely."
Chen Tian let out a breath. As long as there was a weakness, that was enough. However, Chen Tian felt even more pressure. He had barely managed before, and now?
The Demon Corpse Puppet King unleashed its terrifying strength and speed. Chen Tian couldn't even see its shadow. With a bang, Chen Tian was sent flying. The Demon Corpse Puppet King, appearing from nowhere behind him, moved its bone spur wrist blades. Chen Tian's sense of danger flared as he activated his teleportation. With a whoosh, he vanished, the attack missing its mark. Chen Tian reappeared on the other side, but in the blink of an eye, the Demon Corpse Puppet King was beside him, its wrist blade descending gently.
Chen Tian condensed his long sword, a blade infused with the powers of divine ice, divine fire, and the five elements. He blocked horizontally. A shockwave swept out, rumbling across the sky. Chen Tian unfurled his silver sword wings and soared into the heavens, needing to engage at higher altitudes.
Chen Tian transmitted his thoughts, "Find its weakness and tell me."
"Alright, Chen Tian, hold on a little longer. I've found a sliver of information."
Chen Tian ascended higher and higher, piercing the clouds. The Demon Corpse Puppet King followed closely, unwilling to let its prey escape. Chen Tian's flight to high altitudes was also to prevent the battle's shockwaves from interfering with Pang Yuan's search for the Demon Corpse Puppet King's weakness. The impact and energy waves generated by the fight were beyond what a martial artist at Pang Yuan's level could withstand. If he were knocked unconscious again, Chen Tian would truly be helpless against the Demon Corpse Puppet King.
The Demon Corpse Puppet King rocketed towards the heavens, its skeletal wings a grotesque, hellish pair.
Chen Tian clashed with the Demon Corpse Puppet King. In the vastness of space, Chen Tian gradually began to falter. However, his 'Fighting Spirit' ability activated, gradually narrowing the gap in combat power. But the opponent's immortal trait, its inability to tire or be injured, made it incredibly difficult. Every blow was delivered with full force, and Chen Tian defended and attacked with all his might, but the disparity was undeniable!
"Chen Tian, I've found the Demon Corpse Puppet's weakness. It's in its brain and eyes. That's where the death qi converges. Target these two places to kill it."
Pang Yuan's voice echoed in Chen Tian's mind. Chen Tian's lips curved upwards. Finally, the weakness was found.
Countless images flashed through Chen Tian's mind. Instantly, his long sword multiplied into a myriad of blades, a sword rain showering down upon the Demon Corpse Puppet King. The Demon Corpse Puppet King's bone spur wrist blades slid, unleashing torrents of energy blades. Facing the violent sword rain, the blades showed no fear and clashed against it. Its arms swung relentlessly, the countless blades and sword feathers continuously resisting. Chen Tian's lips curved into a triumphant smile. From behind him, a barrage of sword rain and sword wings shot out simultaneously, clashing with the furious sword feathers and countless blades.
A beam of light weaved through the collision of sword rain and blades, instantly piercing the enemy's defensive line. The light shot directly towards the Demon Corpse Puppet King's head—a cyan long sword. As the sword plunged into its skull, the Demon Corpse Puppet King let out a mournful cry, its entire body's death qi evaporating bit by bit. Chen Tian's head reeled; that move had consumed most of his divine consciousness, leaving him mentally fatigued.
Just as Chen Tian was about to disengage, the Demon Corpse Puppet King's entire body became entangled in black energy. Flesh began to grow, covering its form. Chen Tian's expression changed drastically. That aura was all too familiar.
"Hahaha! I, Xie Ou, have finally been completely resurrected!小子, thank you for expelling the death qi and allowing me to fully control this body." Xie Ou looked at Chen Tian and said indifferently, "As an apology, I shall grant you a glorious death."
Chen Tian sneered, "Xie Ou, take a closer look. Who am I? Look again."
Chen Tian hadn't expected to encounter an old acquaintance here. Xie Ou, hearing Chen Tian's voice, observed him closely and said, "You sound familiar. Who are you, and what brings you here?"
"Right,小子, it's you! The Divine Lord had my clone killed by you back then. Good! Now I will kill you to avenge my clone."
"Do you think you can kill me? You couldn't even kill my clone, let alone you."
"To be spoken to like that... Divine Lord, you are not who you were then. Your strength hasn't recovered, has it? Your origin hasn't fully fused yet? Plus, after that last move, your divine consciousness is depleted. Killing you now would be as easy as turning my hand."
"Oh? Then come and try."
Chen Tian and Xie Ou had fought before. Back then, Xie Ou was among the top three Evil Generals, and Chen Tian had only fought his clone. Chen Tian had annihilated all of Xie Ou's clones, creating an irreconcilable hatred between them. Xie Ou's clones, unlike other Evil Spirit race members, were equivalent to their main bodies. Clones cultivated to the same realm as the main body could be fused, and upon fusion, the main body would gain their realm, strength, combat experience, and even memories. Chen Tian had expended a sliver of his origin power to kill it back then. Who would have known Xie Ou was here? Chen Tian said indifferently, "Has your Evil Spirit race already invaded this place?"
"This is not our final destination either. It is too difficult to find our home planet. The Myriad Worlds are so vast, we will not give up."
"You court death! What you are doing violates a taboo."
"Heh, so what? Between planets, why shouldn't we Evil Spirits have a place to live? Are we destined to wander and hide?"
"Words are useless. The Divine Lord has ordered me to kill you first, to get revenge."
"You can try."
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Chen Tian and Xie Ou's auras clashed like torrents. On the ground, Pang Yuan paced anxiously. "What's going on? Chen Tian, are you alive or dead? Answer me!" Seeing that so much time had passed with no response, Pang Yuan wondered if Chen Tian had been killed. If Chen Tian were dead, the Demon Corpse Puppet should have descended by now, but neither of them had appeared. BOOM BOOM BOOM, Pang Yuan heard explosions from above and prayed silently. He hoped Chen Tian would win; if Chen Tian died, he wouldn't escape either.
"But in the memory in my mind, there was no record of the Demon Corpse Puppet evolving. What was that before?" Pang Yuan was truly puzzled about the evolution. The previous evolution into the Demon Corpse Puppet King was due to the aura of the Evil Spirit race. The Evil Spirit race's aura was powerful and possessed incredible abilities, but anyone or anything tainted by it would become a puppet. This was why Chen Tian and others resisted the Evil Spirit race. No one wanted to become a soulless puppet; no one wanted to see their homeland shattered and corrupted.
In the sky, Chen Tian and Xie Ou collided. They were evenly matched. Xie Ou said indifferently, "Divine Lord, it seems you are even stronger than you were a thousand years ago." Chen Tian remained silent. His 'Fighting Spirit' ability had not disappeared, and its enhancement had reached its peak: a thousand percent increase. Chen Tian's strength was now comparable to Xie Ou's. If not for this, Chen Tian would have fled long ago, as he was no match. He could only attribute it to the monstrous 'Fighting Spirit' skill, especially with its double enhancement. Chen Tian swung his fists, and Xie Ou extended his claws, colliding together. Both took a step back. Xie Ou couldn't believe Chen Tian possessed such strength; it was truly terrifying, even more so than millennia ago. When his clones were shattered, their memories were transmitted to his main body, so Xie Ou knew Chen Tian's strength from that battle. Yet, his current strength surpassed it. Considering he had just broken his seal and could only exert seventy to eighty percent of his strength, it was normal for the Divine Lord to contend with him, as his strength might have weakened after such a long seal. Chen Tian wouldn't give Xie Ou a moment to breathe. This immense power could contend with Xie Ou, but Chen Tian's body couldn't last long. If he exceeded the time limit, he would explode. The power his body couldn't endure was ultimately not his own, and it came at a price. Fortunately, Chen Tian's body was augmented by the Dragon-Phoenix physique, greatly extending his endurance. He could kill Xie Ou within the allotted time. Moreover, Chen Tian noticed that Xie Ou's strength was not at its peak and he couldn't go all out. If he fought with full effort, he might even be able to kill Xie Ou. For the Evil Spirit race, they could only be killed; they could not be allowed to live. The great battle of the past and the giant city he had just seen were testaments to the devastation the Evil Spirit race could cause. Such a situation must not be allowed to happen again. Chen Tian stepped forward, and seeing Chen Tian actively attack, Xie Ou's lips curved upwards. Even if he could only exert seventy to eighty percent of his strength, it was not something you could contend with. We are also changing.