Primordial Divine Emperor-Chapter 349 - 178: Three Thousand Dao Rhymes, Dao Lotus in Full Bloom, Utter Radiance (Part 2)

In this way, most of the blood zombies' main attack targets were Ye Xiaofan and others, which instead reduced the pressure on the other terrifying figures of the Righteous and Demonic Dao, speeding up their advance.

However, even if the Corpse King frantically commanded the tide of blood zombies to destroy Ye Xiaofan's group, under the blessing of Dao Blood, it didn't have much of an effect.

When Ye Xiaofan led them past the Bone Mountain, terrifying rotting corpses roared non-stop, unleashing an earth-shattering roar at Ye Xiaofan. 𝑓𝘳𝘦𝑒𝑤𝑒𝘣𝘯ℴ𝘷𝘦𝓁.𝑐𝑜𝑚

Yet Ye Xiaofan just calmly looked at it, slowly stepping aside.

It was at this close distance that everyone finally felt the terror of the Corpse King.

At this moment, everyone realized that the terrifying figure chained at the peak of the Bone Mountain wasn't some rotting corpse; on the contrary, it was a 'flesh corpse' that had begun the transformation of flesh and bone. The reason it appeared as a rotting corpse was due to the large areas of decayed flesh on its body.

But among the large areas of decayed flesh, new flesh was slowly growing, even in the pierced and riddled chest, where a 'half-dead, half-beating' heart could be seen.

As they crossed the void of the corpse sea past the Bone Mountain, everyone was struck speechless by the sight of that rotting corpse; even Mo Shiyi was full of disbelief, saying, "Flesh and bone, my god, it's trying to resurrect; this really is a 'Corpse Cultivator.'

Mo Shiyi's eyes were filled with shock. It wasn't until he got close to the Bone Mountain that he discovered that this towering rotting corpse was a Corpse Cultivator nearing completion. The reason it had been mistaken for a Corpse King from afar was because of the cold iron chains bound to it.

The cold iron chains not only restrained the Corpse Cultivator but also had the effect of sealing its power, constantly wearing down its vitality. However, evidently, over the endless years, the power of life had slowly overshadowed the eroding force.

That is to say, it won't be long before this Corpse Cultivator might break through its bindings and soar, leaving this world unable to restrain it any longer.

"Junior Brother Ye, whether to take the Ancient Divine Pill or not, you must weigh it carefully," Mo Shiyi said with lingering fear.

It was obvious that if taken, it would be the same as stealing from this terrifying Corpse Cultivator. It wasn't the Blood Spirit Pearl it was crazily trying to stop Ye Xiaofan from taking, but the Ancient Divine Egg.

It was precisely the appearance of the Ancient Divine Pill that achieved the accomplishments of this Corpse Cultivator.

Most likely in its mind, that Ancient Divine Egg was already its companion divine object. Should Ye Xiaofan take it away, it would undoubtedly be taking what it considers its rightful possession.

At that time, Ye Xiaofan would definitely be targeted by it once it broke free, becoming yet another great terror.

Little did they know, in the future, this Corpse Cultivator with a terrifying background would become a major force for Ye Xiaofan, though none of that has happened yet.

Upon hearing Mo Shiyi's words, Ye Xiaofan once again looked distantly at that terrifying being, already beginning its transformation of flesh and bone, and said lightly, "If I can take it, I will definitely take the Divine Egg. As for it, let's talk when it breaks free."

Ye Xiaofan had already made up his mind.

Mo Shiyi's words still echoed in his mind that the beast hatched from the Ancient Divine Egg could very likely surpass the Second Ancestor Spirit of the Divine Sword Sect, and upon birth, it would be extremely formidable and terrifying. If that were truly the case, he could use this Divine Egg to sweep through the Hundred Broken Mountain Range, rescuing his sister with ease.

Ye Xiaofan would not miss any opportunity to rescue Ye Xiaoyue, even if it meant being targeted by a terrifying Corpse Cultivator, so what was there to fear? Cultivators walk against the heavens, being timid is counterproductive.

Moreover, although the rotting corpse before them had already begun its transformation of flesh and bone, it was obviously impossible for it to break free in the short term. By the time it breaks out into the world, who knows when that might be, by which time he might no longer fear any Corpse Cultivator.

No matter how you looked at it, as long as he could take the Divine Egg, Ye Xiaofan wouldn't choose to give it up. There was no reason to not seize the opportunity before him.

With a firm resolve in his mind, the group of five released their power, furiously attacking that realm.

Finally, after another day had passed.

Boom——!!!

Breaking through the last line of defense of the endless blood zombies, Ye Xiaofan and the five others took a step forward into that realm.

As the five entered, countless densely packed blood zombies suddenly halted, seemingly restricted by some force and threat, not taking a step beyond the thunderous boundary.

"We made it, sis, we really made it in, my god, I never imagined that one day I would be able to enter here," Mu Xin said, her eyes filled with tears of emotion.

Her excitement stemmed mostly from the feeling of escaping death, even with Ye Xiaofan's Dao Blood, the sensation of being surrounded by death was suffocating, and at this moment, it was a sense of joy at surviving the ordeal.

Ye Xiaofan, Mo Shiyi, and Nangong Jianchen all looked up at the blood waterfall in the distance.

Endless blood poured down from Heaven's Mark, below was an endless Sea of Blood, with blood flowing in all directions.

"Is that the Blood Spirit Pearl?" Nangong Jianchen marveled at the nine blood-colored beads quietly suspended in the air of the blood, his eyes filled with astonishment.

This part of the world was like being separated by an intangible barrier from the outside. Inside, the aura emanating from the Blood Spirit Pearls was even more extraordinary and shocking, terrifying to the point of shaking one's Divine Soul.