Becoming a Saint by Touching Corpses

’Boom!’

With an earth-shattering collision sound.

The clash between the two colossal forces began fiercely. The clouds in the sky surged wildly as if boiled, thunder roared, lightning flashed, accompanied by a downpour of rain and wind, and even faint, nearly invisible spatial cracks emerged...

At the Golden Core level, every move carried the power to destroy the heavens and the earth, incomparable to Foundation Establishment cultivators.

A head-on clash between two Golden Core Masters was a rare sight in the history of the Northern Domain.

More and more cultivators rushed over, staying at a distance, observing the Master’s divine skills, hoping to gain some insights.

Unfortunately, Master Cang Yu’s cultivation was noticeably inferior to the old woman from the Taiyi Sect.

The Golden Corpse only withstood for a few dozen breaths before being overturned by the ’Azure Dragon’, crashing hard into a nearby mountain, smashing half of it, sending countless rocks and debris flying.

"Not good, the Supreme Elder is in danger!"

Within the palace at the Sect Leader Peak of the Corpse-Driving Sect, the gathered elders observing the battle were extremely anxious.

’Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!’

At this moment, six dazzling human-shaped white lights shot out from the Borrowed Path Peak, coming to Master Cang Yu’s side.

"Get lost!"

The six human-shaped lights unleashed divine skills, some forming a massive blue water giant not much smaller than the Golden Corpse, some wielding an unusually styled stone sword, and others releasing thousands of firebirds flapping their wings...

All the attacks poured towards the Azure Dragon, forcing it to retreat step by step, until it let out a mournful cry and reverted into a cane with a dragon’s head, flying back to the old woman’s hand, its light dimmed.

"Just a few fake pills think they can stop me?" the old woman scoffed.

The six human-shaped lights in mid-air were filled with dense belief power energy, countless times stronger than Lou Yi’s first avatar.

They were one of the Corpse-Driving Sect’s deep foundations, ruthless experts condensing fake pills using the power of a small world, six of them in total.

If fake pills didn’t count the cost and burned themselves, they could temporarily elevate their combat strength to the Golden Core level, posing a threat to genuine Golden Cores.

They were a one-time nuclear option for major sects, only used in life-or-death situations.

Therefore, although the old woman sneered on the surface, she was secretly on guard, not daring to be careless.

One of the fake pills spoke up, "We may be fake pills, but you are only a mid-stage Golden Core, not a Top Golden Core.

If we all fight to the death, the outcome is still uncertain."

Another fake pill said, "We don’t have much lifespan left. If we can release a momentary brilliance and fall with you, it wouldn’t be a wasted life of cultivation.

But you still have over a hundred years of lifespan, your journey is unfinished, are you really willing to give it up?"

Upon hearing these words, the old woman’s face changed between cloudy and clear, as the words touched her sore spot.

Zhao Wushuang was a junior in her clan, and his fall was indeed painful, but it wasn’t necessary to sacrifice herself.

However, if she left just like that, where would her dignity go, and how would she avenge her clan’s great enmity?

Fight or retreat?

As the old woman struggled, a loud laugh came from afar.

"Sister Zhao, don’t worry, we are here to assist you!"

Three figures crossed the void and arrived.

One stood on a three-legged toad burning with blazing flames, the flames were an eerie black color, somewhat resembling the ancient divine beast Three-legged Golden Crow.

One was atop a flight treasure shaped like a white jade gourd, clad in a gold treasure robe radiating with swirling treasure lights, wearing a Pixiu jade crown with warding effects... a figure resplendent with jewels, beyond wealth.

The last one wore a water-blue Daoist robe, traversing the void with the physical body alone, without relying on any external force.

Judging by their aura, the three were no less than the old woman.

And each had an extraordinary background, they were Masters from the three major alliance sects: the Palace of Lihuo, the Spirit Treasure Sect, and the Five Elements Sect.

Seeing three more hostile Masters arrive, everyone in the Corpse-Driving Sect felt their hearts sink to the bottom, followed by a deep despair!

Four Golden Core Masters joining forces, and all from top-level sects, how could they possibly fight?

"Corpse-Driving Sect, harboring criminals, confess immediately, or face lenient punishment!" the Gourd Master from the Spirit Treasure Sect sternly ordered.

"Protecting the criminal who killed our Daoist, there’s only a dead end for them. Allowing their souls to reincarnate would already be a great mercy," announced the Female Master from the Five Elements Sect, wrapped in water-blue light.

She looked quite dignified, but her words made everyone feel a chill in their hearts.

"Surrender now!" roared the elderly Master from the Palace of Lihuo, his voice not loud, but carried an earth-shattering power, stirring countless vortexes in the air.

"You came just in time, today I shall bathe this sect in blood," the old woman said coldly, her eyes filled with vengeful delight.

The four Masters didn’t make a move immediately but quickly erected a massive mana barrier around the Corpse-Driving Sect, encasing its mountain-sealing formation, readying to catch everything in the net without letting anyone escape.

Master Cang Yu and the six fake pills, naturally, wouldn’t sit still and await their demise, mana surged through their bodies as they prepared to fight back.

In the critical moment, a blazing red and silver sword light suddenly descended from beyond the sky, effortlessly slicing through the mana barrier, landing among the Corpse-Driving Sect forces.

"Let’s see who’s dared to make a move!"

It was an old Daoist with a simple Daoist bun and wearing a simple gray robe, his face stern, temples slightly white.

Only the faint silver sword Qi ceaselessly danced around him, occasionally emitting a ’swoosh’ as it sliced open the void and dissipated into nothingness, sending chills down people’s spines.

"Master Po Xiao from the Boundless Sword Sect?" The old woman and the other three’s expressions turned somewhat grim.

After all, this Master Po Xiao was a formidable figure whose strength was unrivaled among peers.

His Daoist title ’Po Xiao’ clearly indicated he was a tough character.

"You truly want to meddle in this matter?" the old woman asked fiercely.

"Hmph, this old man won’t sit idly by and let you commit evil deeds and violate the Immortal Alliance’s rules!" Master Po Xiao declared firmly, displaying the sharp style of a Sword Cultivator.

"Po Xiao Daoist, even with just you, it might still not be enough," the Master from the Palace of Lihuo said sinisterly.

"What about with me included?"

Then, a gray current appeared silently in the air and transformed into another kindly looking black-robed elder.

"The Xuanyin Sect is here too?" The Female Master from the Five Elements Sect coldly remarked, "For a sect as insignificant as an ant, is it worth it?"

"I have no choice, my descendants owe a favor to this sect, so I had to trouble these old arms and legs to make the trip," the black-robed elder chuckled ’embarrassedly’, almost as if feeling slightly apologetic.

"Hmph! The two of you against our four, if a fight breaks out, you won’t gain any advantage!" The old woman from the Zhao clan fired back, unwilling to back down, even threatening, "If your foundations get hurt, affecting your path, don’t come crying!"

"Mercy, mercy, the benefactor’s words are too cruel."

Suddenly, an ancient voice resonated in the void, as yet another Master made their entrance.

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