Chapter 587: How can my mighty body be so feeble?!
Though Lingfeng was forcibly devoured by the Immortal Corpse, Bai Feng didn’t panic. Nope, because the system didn’t pop up a “Lingfeng is dead” notification, and the locator system was still functional, meaning Lingfeng was probably still kicking—more or less.
However, if this dragged on, that’d be a different story. Bai Feng gave a quick glance at the cultivator crawling out of the Immortal Corpse’s body and clenched his fairy sword tighter.
“Shall we stick to the original plan?” Tian Yan asked, eyeing Bai Feng.
Bai Feng shook his head. “Nope, this time, we get a little more aggressive.”
“Are you sure?”
“Relax, I don’t joke around with my own life.”
“Got it. Leave these small fry to us.”
Tian Yan nodded lightly, stepping forward. Meanwhile, Xiao Qi, Zuo Qiu, Xiao Jiu, and the others—hidden away in his ring—materialized in front of him.
“Thanks for the trouble,” Bai Feng said with a shrug, activating the Blessing of the Heavenly Way in a flash.
Almost immediately, a colossal surge of power burst from within him.
At that moment, the Immortal Corpse seemed to sense something. It turned sharply to Bai Feng, but Bai Feng had already disappeared from its sight. Instead, a flash of light danced before its eyes.
A sword pierced into it—causing the corpse to falter briefly.
“Uh-oh!”
In a heartbeat, the Immortal Corpse snapped back to consciousness. Its arm jutted out of its chest, clutching that arm, then plunging it back inside. The long sword lodged in its body shattered into tiny glittering shards, vanishing completely.
Before it could breathe a sigh of relief, another flash of light exploded across its vision. It felt like it had traveled back to the time of its birth—weak, helpless, unable to control the Immortal Corpse. That was until a woman barged in, and Bai Feng devoured her—then gained control over the Immortal Corpse. Wait, woman? What woman?
Suddenly wide awake, it stared at the sword tip protruding from its chest. It snapped it with force.
“d*mn you!”
But just like before, the sword dissolved into stardust, disappearing in a puff.
Turning around, it was about to attack Bai Feng—only for three attacks from the Tribulation-stage cultivators to rain down beforehand. It had to scramble to defend itself.
Then, magic flowed through its body—somehow, being pulled by an unseen force. Though only for a moment, it missed its chance to block, taking a direct hit from the Tribulation attacks, smashing into the ground and creating a huge crater.
Bai Feng seized the moment. His fairy sword “Void” descended in a flash and pierced again into the Immortal Corpse, rapidly weakening it. Bai Yu Mo, Yun Yue Yao, and Chu Chu appeared at his sides, each wielding a fairy sword shimmering with gentle light—seemingly in harmony. Each of them wore half a copper coin on their neck, radiating immense power.
The Immortal Corpse, battered and drowning in a sea of demonic energy, was trapped in a mirage—unable to control the demon fumes inside it. Seizing the chance, Ling Feng, still within its clutches, unleashed a burst of demonic energy, gripping its right arm tightly.
The corpse slowly lifted its right arm and threw a punch at its own head.
Finally escaping the illusion, it saw stars, dizziness spinning in its head.
Yet, despite this, it refused to let Ling Feng go. Instead, it clamped him tightly within, realizing more fights only exposed its own weaknesses. Though its body was a divine form, due to weak divine consciousness and other flaws, it was humiliated by a few Tribulation-level cultivators and a tiny merging-stage cultivator.
“The Extermination Sword Array is complete!”
Bai Feng’s Fairy Sword “Illusion” shone brightly. Thanks to the Blessing of the Heavenly Way, setting up the Extermination Sword Array was smoother than ever. This time, he used a different approach to arrange it.
The Extermination Sword Array wasn’t just about one person wielding four fairy swords; it could be controlled by four cultivators, each wielding one sword. When coordinated well, this setup was faster and more powerful—truly the full version of the Extermination Sword Array.
In the next moment, Bai Feng slashed at the main body of the losing-to-Ling Feng Immortal Corpse, which should have been mighty but was like softened butter encountering a hot kn*fe—another arm was easily cut off.
Meanwhile, Bai Yu Mo, Yun Yue Yao, and Chu Chu also swung their swords at the corpse. It desperately dodged, but still lost more than half its body.
“This can’t be! How can my powerful body be so feeble?!”
The corpse kept retreating, fresh flesh sprouting from its wounds. It’d be fully healed in less than a minute.
But Bai Feng wouldn’t just watch. He struck again with his sword. The corpse hurriedly defended, but Bai Feng’s attack only pushed it back a few steps. It switched targets—aimed at Bai Yu Mo, Yun Yue Yao, and Chu Chu. Yet, her defenses held strong—enemies’ attacks had little effect, and she took a few more strikes, growing weaker.
Soon, the corpse couldn’t suppress Ling Feng’s unintentional devouring—after Bai Feng cut most of its body off with one sword, a massive demon energy erupted from inside.
A hand shot out from the half-body, and in the final moment, Ling Feng mustered his last strength, crawling out. He tore off the black tendrils that linked to him—like bl**d vessels—and finally broke free from the Immortal Corpse’s grip.
With Ling Feng gone, the corpse became even more sluggish.
Staring at its remaining half-body, fury flooded its mind—gone mad. Suddenly, a voice echoed in its head: an irresistible voice. It slowly raised its head, eyes dull: “Looks like I have to use that move.”
In the next instant, dark clouds spread over the skies of the Western Region, thick and ominous. This time, without Yin Yang Pattern or Celestial Eye, other cultivators still saw the clouds clearly.
Dark clouds connected by black lines, their tips linked to cultivators and mortals alike.
It didn’t want to use this move. Devouring too many unprocessed cultivators or mortals at once could infect it with their memories and emotions—so it first manipulated them with black lines, controlling their minds like a slow digestion process. Excess memories and feelings had to be purged before it wouldn’t be affected.
But now, it had no choice. In its current predicament, this seemed to be the best option… right?
The corpse suddenly clutched its head. The black tendrils snaring the cultivators and mortals—already dragged into the clouds—began to lift off.
At the same time, the snared cultivators and mortals looked toward the corpse’s direction. Their faces gradually morphed—transforming into the same woman’s visage.
“Another demon girl…”
Bai Feng frowned slightly, recognizing this woman immediately. Looks like the demon girl had been lurking in the Western Region long ago. Not sure what her plan was this time.
But the Immortal Corpse seemed oblivious to this change. Its gaze turned dull once more, and it kept devouring the transformed cultivators and mortals.
