Corpse Burier: I Can Nourish Corpse

"Yes!"

Lu Chan bowed, and when she looked up again, the East Spring Undying Bone had vanished without a trace.

Upon emerging from the Cold Pond, Lu Chan witnessed the Dark Evil and Night Evil spiraling with malicious gusts, relentlessly assaulting the Tier Three Middle-Grade Defense Array. Although her expression remained grave, the weight on her heart had been lifted.

After returning to Lu Feng’s side, she quickly spoke, "Ancestor, we need to hold on for a while."

"Understood."

Lu Feng did not inquire further.

But the next moment, a treasure talisman appeared in his hand, entirely green and smooth, resembling flawless jade. As Lu Feng’s fingers brushed over its surface, dense patterns emerged continuously. Amidst the flickering patterns, a powerful wave of Wood Attribute Spiritual Qi spread like a tide, landing on the array, halting its cracking and simultaneously blocking the fierce evil wind.

Cyan Wood Celestial Longevity Talisman!

Though Tier Three Middle Grade.

It had been nurtured for over three hundred years.

Not of the highest grade, but superior to it.

"I anticipated you would use this item; you thought I was unaware of your years of collecting Wood Attribute treasures? It’s a pity, no matter how long you nurture it, it remains nothing more than Tier Three Middle Grade."

At the head of the Bone Serpent Giant Puppet, Master of Many Evils raised a hand and recited a Yin Curse, causing the Night Evil and Dark Evil to stir once more. Amidst the evil wind, a Nether Blue Flame arose, the wind fueling the fire, the fire surging like a spring. In an instant, all the evil wind was ignited, and the Wood Attribute Spiritual Qi released by the talisman was also set ablaze, along with the Tier Three Middle-Grade Defense Array of the Cold Pool Mist Valley.

The Nether Blue Flame ignited the night, contorting everyone’s faces into ghastly expressions, turning them pale. Ordinary cultivators did not recognize this fire, but Golden Core cultivators knew it as the Master of Many Evils’ Nether Blue Flame.

The Nether Blue Flame, an undying blaze from the Lifeless Abyss fifty thousand feet below, residing in the Third Abyss. Burning on the surface of Earth-Sinking Divine Wood, drifting above the East Spring River in the Third Abyss, for countless ages. Rarely could a Golden Core cultivator find it, and even fewer could retrieve and refine it.

Master of Many Evils was among those few, yet merging the Nether Blue Flame with the Dark Evil Night Evil Spiritual Puppet, he became the first. The Earth-Sinking Divine Wood, unchanged by the East Spring River’s waters for millennia even within the Third Abyss, could now be ignited. With the evil wind aiding the Nether Fire, it reached a peak state.

Furthermore, with elements inherently incompatible, the Wood Attribute Spiritual Qi was ignited upon contact, even fueling the Nether Blue Flame’s blaze. The Cyan Wood Celestial Longevity Talisman, nurtured for three hundred years, would soon be exhausted.

It might not even last a day.

"Ancestor!"

Lu Taixuan’s expression changed once more.

The other Lu Family Golden Cores were also alarmed.

Yet Lu Chan’s expression remained unchanged, as did Lu Feng’s, "Don’t panic, endure as long as possible."

Lu Taixuan and the others exchanged glances, momentarily speechless. As they watched the Nether Blue Flame about to envelop the entire Cold Pool Mist Valley, Lu Taixuan turned to Lu Chan, then glanced in the Cold Pond’s direction.

"Ancestor, what exactly is in the Cold Pond?" Lu Feng had long known that no one was allowed into the Cold Pond. Now that the ancestor had taken out the trump card talisman, which happened to be countered by the Nether Blue Flame, yet remained so calm, even thinking with his toes, he knew it was related to the Cold Pond.

Lu Feng merely responded with five words, "The future of the Lu Family."

"Great Elder, and all other Elders, it is not yet time; it won’t be long before you all understand," Lu Chan also spoke, reassuring the Elders who remained in the Cold Pool Mist Valley, willing to live and die with her.

Lu Taixuan and the others fell into silence once more, their doubts and confusion magnified to the extreme.

Yet, facing the all-encompassing darkness and the Nether Blue Flame engulfing the Cold Pool Mist Valley, they remained uneasy.

Still concerned.

Still fearful.

...

Outside the Cold Pool Mist Valley.

The Nether Blue Flame grew more intense, and the smile of Master of Many Evils became brighter, more sinister.

"The Nether Blue Flame, extinguishes the body leaving the soul, also controls the soul. Today, I shall refine you all, leaving your souls within the bodies of Brute Puppet Sect’s Spiritual Puppets, to be my puppets for eternity... This is my, and Brute Puppet Sect’s utmost respect for your Lu Family."

In the next moment.

Master of Many Evils retrieved and threw another puppet, a token but also a puppet.

Its name, Forbidden Order Puppet.

Though not unique to the Brute Puppet Sect, only within the West Mountain Floating Domain could the Brute Puppet Sect create such.

This puppet was also a Spiritual Puppet, though not capable of destruction, it could establish an invisible prohibition, sealing spatial barriers, rendering Flying Escape techniques unusable, and the Escape Technique equally futile.

With the evil wind carrying the Nether Blue Flame, combined with the assaults of Dark Evil Night Evil, the Lu Family was thus encaged.

With the emergence of the puppet, Master of Many Evils spoke again, "Lu Feng, you are correct. My target from the beginning was your Lu Family..."

But this time, it was not the Master of Many Evils atop the Bone Serpent Giant Puppet who spoke.

Instead, it was within a subterranean cave five thousand miles to the west, where the figure emitted a violet-black glow veiling his Celestial Secrets, simultaneously concealing all auras, as Master of Many Evils.

Unless within reach.

Unless right before one’s eyes.

A mid-stage Golden Core cultivator, regardless of whose Divine Sense swept over, would only perceive him as a stubborn stone embedded in the earth.

"As long as the Longteng Family is preoccupied, swallowing your well-established Lu Family over centuries will provide the Brute Puppet Sect with the foundation of a top-tier Golden Core major influence, assisting me in breaking through to the superior realm once more." Master of Many Evils grinned fiercely, his eyes filled with yearning.

The superior realm.

So close, within reach.

A single step would stand upon the pinnacle of the West Mountain Floating Domain.

He had just turned six hundred years old, and despite some old wounds, his lifespan remained uncurtailed, with four to five hundred years still at his disposal. In four to five hundred years, he could further enhance his puppet master skills.