The rain has stopped!

  The dark world in the dead city has become even more monotonous.

  It was still half an hour before dawn, and the sky above the dead city had already begun to show a faint light. A cyan cloud outside the sky curtain was slowly rising.

  "Boom!"

  Kuo Yeh shot down the thirteenth pursuer and then flew away without any delay, rushing towards the direction of the Dead City wall.

  "Little one, have you discovered a commonality? The thirteen people's cultivation techniques are all the same." Kaishan's voice came from the Burial Heaven Sword.

  Guo Yi's face turned difficult to look at, and he said: "When the yin-yang ancient well was absorbing their spiritual energy, I discovered that this spiritual energy neither came from dead spirit cultivators nor orthodox immortal cultivators. This is a group of cultivators I have never encountered before. Perhaps what you say is right, their goal is not me, but rather Liu Yan... her."

  "The monks in this dead city have almost been killed by you, this mysterious group will not let it go easily, they will definitely make a move again." Kaixiang said.

  Guo Ye nodded and said: "For now, let's first get out of the city of death and talk later. We must escape before dawn, otherwise we will be surrounded and killed inside after daybreak."

  "Yes, the sooner we leave the better. I don't want to stay in this haunted place for another moment." Kasyapa and the other monks fully agreed with Guan Yue's words.

  Guo Yi gazed in the direction of the Dead City's walls, his pupils shrinking to a point as he said, "It won't be that simple. Last night, not one true expert was encountered. These people might be waiting for me on the city walls right now. This will be the most difficult battle."

  "What's your idea?" asked Mahakasyapa.

  "I need speed, my speed must be faster than theirs, otherwise it's absolutely impossible to cross the walls of the Dead City. Not to mention luring these masters into that dead land."

  He suddenly thought of the "Ghost Lotus Nine Steps" of Confucius' Ghost Son, which was absolutely the fastest in the world. With Guo Yi's current cultivation, wanting to escape under the Ghost Lotus Nine Steps was undoubtedly a fool's dream.

  Kasyapa thought for half a day and couldn't think of a good idea, so he said: "I have a secret technique called Golden Body Transparent Branch that can increase your combat power by tenfold. However, it can only be maintained for one hour. After one hour, your combat power will plummet by tenfold, and you won't recover until three days later."

  "Ten times the combat power, should be enough." Guo Yi gritted his teeth and decided to make a desperate bid.

  "Be clear about this, after one hour your combat strength will drop tenfold, at most equivalent to a third-level Spirit Realm cultivator, and your body will be extremely weak."

  "What's the point of talking so much? It'll be dawn soon!"

  The sky had a hint of light, the city wall of the dead city appeared in sight, like a divine mountain blocking the way ahead, 300 meters high, enough to make people look up to the top.

  Kasyapa began to get anxious, his hands and feet moving very quickly. From the center of his palms, he shot out nine golden palm prints, which struck Guangyin's four limbs, head, chest cavity, waist, abdomen, buttocks, and spine. The nine palm prints were like nine water ripples dissolving into his body, instantly turning all of his skin a golden color, including his red hair and eyes.

  "Only one hour, seize the time."

  Kasyapa was exhausted, after nine palm prints, his hands were numb, his body collapsed and turned into a golden light that flew into the Sword of Heaven's Burial.

  Guo Yi felt that all the muscles, blood vessels and bones in his body were emitting golden light, and his strength had increased by about ten times, completely capable of fighting head-on with the strongest in the Ninth Palace of the Spiritual Realm.

  "I'll see if you can stop me!" Guo Yao's pupils shot out a ten-foot-long Buddha light, like a golden man turning into a golden light, flying towards the city wall.

  The words split into two paths, the Confucian robe and the ghostly young master, the Asura bat, and the three of them stood on the city wall like three gods of death. Above their heads, a blue cloud floated in the sky, and in the cloud, a figure seemed to be sitting cross-legged, with a five-colored aura surrounding him, and a few strands of clear wind wandered around, which could cut off people's spiritual consciousness, making it impossible for anyone to know who he was.

  Only Ruyi's face wore a hint of a smile, having already guessed the person's identity, but he didn't plan on saying it out loud.

  The seven-meter-long wings on the back of the Asura bat fluttered gently, and a cold smile appeared on its face: "There's only one minute left before dawn, he won't have known we're waiting for him here and escaped into the depths of the Dead City, will he?"

  "He's not one to joke about his own life, going deep into the Dead City is a surefire way to die. Walking our path, he at least has a thread of hope for survival, although that thread is less than 1% chance." Ruyi Ghost Son and Guo Yao had interacted once before, so they had some understanding of him.

  "I can crush him with just one hand, he doesn't have a single chance of escaping." The Shura Bat's five fingers grew out a foot-long icy iron claw, and his body emitted a bloodthirsty aura.

  "We are the top ten young masters of Nanling, and any one of us can easily crush him like a dead ant."

  The Confucian-robed young master was far more cautious than the other two, and had already taken out a fist-sized Wu Ding Ghost Pearl. He gazed at the central main street of the Dead City, and a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes as he said, "What speed."

  Only in the dead city's central widest street, a golden thread pattern shot from fifty miles away, and in just one breath of time, it had already arrived at ten miles away. Suddenly that golden line transformed into a golden light point flying up from afar, like a meteor piercing through the sky, heading straight for the three hundred meters high black city wall.

  "Is this still his cultivation? I feel like his cultivation has already reached the same level as ours." The knife handle shook off the ice crystals on the giant curved knife and was about to fly up and chop towards that golden light spot.

  But someone was faster than his movements, the flesh wings on Shura's back flapped rapidly, his iron claws gleamed with a black light, and transformed into a black line that collided with the golden line in the sky.

  In the distance, a black line bursting with dark energy and a golden line flashing with golden light collided.

  "Boom!"

  A loud crash dispersed the clouds in the sky, and two massive bursts of golden and black light exploded into two huge mists. The two had just separated when they collided again.

  "The two of them were competing in physical strength."

  Although the two groups of misty lights changed at an extremely fast speed, they were still seen through by experts like Dao Ba Zi and Ru Yi Gui Gongzi.

  "Although I don't know why this kid's cultivation suddenly skyrocketed so much, but I can be sure that in a physical fight, he will definitely lose." Knife Handle said resolutely.

  Ruyi Guigongzi nodded and said, "Xiu Luo Bat is indeed a corpse refiner. Legend has it that he abandoned his physical body and merged his soul with the flesh of a Blood Bat Corpse King. The Corpse King is the strongest physical existence among all cultivators. Xiu Luo Bat may be a bit arrogant, but he has the capital to be arrogant. His physical strength ranks second among our top ten masters, even I am not as physically powerful as him."

  "Boom!"

  The golden and black lines separated again, the Shura bat retracted its pair of wings on its back, wrapped them around its body, transformed into a black sphere, with only two sharp claws exposed on the surface of the sphere, then rapidly rolled towards Guo Yao.

  "We'll see who's more formidable when you change."

  Guo Yi extracted one hundred and sixty-eight ancient characters from his body, each character transformed into a palm-sized entity emitting golden light. The characters enveloped Guo Yi in a spherical shape.

  A golden sphere, ancient characters fluttering about, a small blood-colored sword darting through the characters, also rolling towards the Shura bat.

  "Boom! Boom! Boom!......"

  A black sphere and a golden ancient character sphere collided countless times in the sky, their speed was so fast that only the black trajectory and golden texture could be seen, like two double-colored heavenly snakes fighting in mid-air. Each collision sounded like a giant drum beating, rumbling and making people stumble.

  Dark light flashed like a knife, golden sparks flew like electricity, colliding to produce a large piece of sparks, even the unknown creatures in the dead city were shocked and did not dare to attack these two peerless villains.

  Two skeletal feet ran swiftly through the dead city, gazing up at the ominous and majestic power in the sky. The skeleton cursed with its mouth open: "Those two savages are too abnormal, just like two massive iron mountains colliding. I've already trained my bones to be nine layers of leaden gold, but I'm afraid they'll still scatter me."

  Hei Kui still held two black ribs in his hand, preparing to find Guo Yao to compensate for the loss of his body. At this time, he muttered: "The creditor is too cruel, and the trick is too clever. I must reason with him, after today's affairs are over, I must sit down and talk to him properly, the money can't be given."

  A bald old man rode on the back of a bald old corpse that was exactly the same as him, running wildly in the dead city. The buttocks of the bald old corpse were missing a piece of flesh, as if something had taken a bite out of it.

  An old bald man ran while muttering: "What a ruckus all night, I haven't slept yet, and it's starting again early in the morning. If I had known, I wouldn't have come to watch the excitement. Even my Bone Winged Corpse King's butt was bitten by an unknown creature, and a pair of wings were also gnawed off, what a big loss."

  "Boom!"

  The sky above shook violently, and the golden ancient character giant sphere and the black flesh winged ball exploded simultaneously. The ancient characters scattered, and it was a long time before they slowly gathered together again.

  The flesh wing on the back of the Asura bat was dripping with blood, and the Burial Heaven Sword had stabbed nine transparent holes in the flesh wing. Even the pair of iron claws were cut off cleanly, and blood gushed out from the wrists like a spring.

  "Ah! Impossible, how can you be so strong!" Shura Batto's teeth were all crushed in his mouth, and both hands were actually cut off, which had already severely damaged his confidence.

  Kuo Yi's clothes were tattered and worn, his skin constantly oozing blood beads, his hair disheveled, but his aura remained unwavering, the golden light on his skin unextinguished. He wiped away the blood from the corner of his mouth and coldly snorted: "What's impossible? I'll make you perish here today."

  "Hmph, just you wait and see, I'll show you the inner palace of the Corpse King."

  Asura Bat opens its mouth and spits out a small, exquisite palace, which is actually the Crimson Imperial Palace of the Corpse King. He merges with the corpse of the Blood Bat Corpse King, naturally obtaining the Crimson Imperial Palace as well.

  "The Corpse Gate Opens!"

  "Boom!"

  The Blood-colored Corpse King's inner palace had nine small doors, three of which were now open, and a vast number of black bat corpses flew out, covering the sky. Many of these bat corpses had already become spiritual entities, equivalent to the first palace of the Spiritual Realm. Over a thousand spiritual bat corpses flew towards Guo Yao, completely blocking out the entire sky.

  "You actually have a Corpse King's inner palace, but the ones you've recovered are all low-grade goods that can't be put on the table." Guo Yi's body burst out with golden light, and red flames ignited within the golden light, enveloping his entire body.

  Kuang Ye's combat strength has increased tenfold, the flames on his body are even more terrifying, burning tens of meters high, like a flying volcano, those low-level bat corpses can't even get close to his body.

  Boom!

  Kwok Yat threw a punch, shattering a black bat into pieces. The flames burned everything to nothingness, not even leaving a speck of ash behind. He made a series of swift steps, creating an opening before charging forward and making a beeline for the true body of the Shura Bat.

  "Go to hell." The flame in Guo Yi's palm transformed into a ten-meter-long fire sword, its blade scorching hot, with rolling green smoke that distorted the air.

  Asura Bat didn't expect Gu Yang to be so terrifying, this had completely exceeded his expectations. At this moment, he had to make a decisive move, at the cost of being heavily injured, in exchange for the enemy's life.

  "This is what you've driven me to."

  Ashura's bat-like heart shattered, his entire body bursting with blood vessels, and white bones exposed amidst the flesh and blood, making him look more ferocious than ever.

  His entire body's blood was almost completely drained, transformed into a cloud of bloody mist that dissolved within the Corpse King's inner palace. Suddenly, a small and delicate palace turned into a massive mountain range, emitting a dazzlingly brilliant bloody glow.

  Those few people on the city wall of the distant Dead City were all deeply shocked, even the calm and collected Confucius-like Ghostly Young Master couldn't remain calm, exclaiming: "Corpse Palace, Asura's this bastard actually used such a forbidden technique, does he want to perish together with us?"

  "He won't die, this body was never his to begin with, what shattered was only the corpse of a Blood Bat, but without decades of time, he can forget about recovering." A voice came from the blue clouds in the sky.

  Corpse Refining Palace, one of the ultimate killing techniques of Corpse Cultivation, is a fatal move that brings about mutual destruction. Its power is terrifying and unmatched, capable of reducing a thousand-mile-wide city to ruins with just the internal palace of the Corpse King exploding.

  Kuo's skin twitched with a sense of great crisis, and his eyes flashed with a momentary hesitation.

  "Bet on it! Win and live, lose and die."

  The corpse king's inner palace, which was the size of a mountain range in the sky, was still expanding, like a huge balloon, waiting for the critical point to arrive, and then it would burst out with a devastating divine power that could destroy heaven and earth.

  Guo Ye made the flame sword in his hand disappear, and he put away the flames on his body. Just as everyone was wondering what he was going to do, he suddenly jumped up and rushed into the inner palace of the Corpse King above his head.

  "Has he gone mad? Is this suicide?" Such doubts rose in everyone's mind.

  Others dodged and hid, but he actually charged into the corpse king's inner palace on the verge of explosion. This was absolutely beyond everyone's expectations. Everyone thought he was looking for death.

  The black skull was the most tense, holding up two rib bones and shouting loudly: "My money hasn't been given yet?"

  "Yin and Yang Ancient Well."

  Only a long whistle was heard from the inner palace of the Corpse King, as if a dragon had entered the sea, a phoenix danced in the sky, and a vermilion bird chirped.

  "What's going on? The corpse king's inner palace is actually shrinking after the fragmentation of the corpse!" Everyone was shocked by this scene, it was too abnormal and beyond anyone's expectation.

  "The energy in the Imperial Palace of the Corpse King is rapidly disappearing, as if a black hole is devouring it without any urgency!"

  Guo Yipan sat in the inner palace of the Corpse King, fully mobilizing the ancient yin-yang well within his body. One hundred and sixty-eight ancient characters fluttered around him, while the Taiji Xianyin seal fell beneath him, resembling a meditation cushion.

  "I was right, the corpse king's inner palace is indeed like the spiritual energy on a person's body, it's all condensed from the purest essence of heaven's way, sharing the same origin as spiritual energy, and can be absorbed by the yin-yang ancient well."

  Guo Yi's cultivation rose steadily, and soon he crossed the late stage of the sixth palace and entered the peak of the sixth palace. His cultivation was still rising, without any sign of stopping.

  Was he going to break through the bottleneck of the sixth palace and make a breakthrough to the seventh palace of the spiritual realm?

  In less than a month, he broke through the first palace's cultivation, an absolutely mythical speed. If this miracle were to appear, it would definitely make those legendary geniuses on the "Soul List" pale in comparison!

  It is necessary to let all people in the world know what kind of person is a genius!