Collecting the corpse for the emperor, my cultivation base will skyrocket for ten thousand years!

"May I ask, Demon Lord, who exactly is that Corpse Demon?"

Sensing the apprehension in the words of the Time Demon Lord, Lin Wudao couldn't help but ask a question out of curiosity.

The Demon Lord of Time was, after all, an ancient emperor with thirteen seals. He was a top expert in both the Primordial Demon Realm and the Ancient Land of Gods and Demons. Anyone who could make him feel wary was definitely not an ordinary person.

According to Lin Wudao's guess, that Corpse Demon must be an ancient emperor with thirteen seals, and may even be more powerful than the Demon Lord of Time.

"The Corpse Demon is a mysterious figure who frequently roams the Abyss of Fallen Souls. To this day, no one knows his exact origins. He seems to have lived for a very long time, and there are records of him dating back to the first Great War between Gods and Demons."

"Since ancient times, there has been a saying in the Primordial Demon Realm that the Corpse Demon came to the Demon Realm from the Abyss. I was fortunate enough to see him once a million years ago."

"The Corpse Demon is not only mysterious in origin, but also possesses great supernatural powers. His favorite thing is to dig up graves and collect corpses to refine them into corpse puppets."

"He especially likes unparalleled geniuses and powerful beings who possess the title of Dao in this world; whether they are dead or alive, as long as they encounter the Corpse Demon, they will surely be doomed."

"I once had a special bond with the Corpse Demon, so this token might be able to save your life in a critical moment."

"Of course, although the Corpse Demon often appears in the Abyss of Fallen Souls, it is not so easy to encounter it; as long as you are careful, there should be no problem."

"Even if you unfortunately encounter him, he shouldn't make things difficult for you..."

The Demon Lord of Time patiently explained.

Although he spoke very seriously, Lin Wudao felt that he seemed to be hiding something, and he didn't explain the specific information about the Corpse Demon clearly.

Seeing this, although Lin Wudao was very curious about the corpse demon he had never met before, he did not continue to ask questions; after respectfully accepting the token, he walked out of the Demon Palace Hall.

Watching his departing figure, the Demon Lord of Time's lips curled into a subtle, eerie smile, seemingly both gloating and relieved about something.

"The debts from all these years should be paid off by now."

He murmured quietly.

After saying that, he vanished into thin air.

the other side!
After leaving the Demon Palace, Yun Tianshu led Lin Wudao to gather ten thousand disciples of the Sky-Piercing Holy Land, and they left the Panshi Fortress in a grand procession, heading towards the Fallen Soul Abyss.

Their mission was to clean up the battlefield, but Lin Wudao didn't care about that and collected all the corpses into his storage bag along the way.

Although these corpses are relatively weak, they still have some value. Whether it's extracting the abyssal essence from them, or obtaining demonic bones, bloodlines, abyssal Dao fruits, etc., these are things that many abyssal species find difficult to obtain.

Even if he himself doesn't need it, he can use it to reward the people of the evil god kingdom, thus strengthening its foundation and power.

Due to the terrifying legends surrounding the Abyss of Fallen Souls since ancient times, everyone collected the corpses quickly. At the same time, they paid close attention to their surroundings, constantly observing any movement, and were prepared to retreat immediately at the slightest sign of trouble.

at the same time!

Lin Wudao also hung the token given to him by the Demon Lord of Time on his waist; although he was not sure if he would encounter the Corpse Demon, or if this thing would be useful to the Corpse Demon, it was better to be cautious.

A person who can make the Demon Lord of Time wary must be no ordinary character; he might even be a ruthless individual.

As time passed, the corpses on the outer perimeter of the Fallen Soul Abyss had been almost completely collected by the group; unknowingly, Lin Wudao stepped into the deeper part of the Fallen Soul Abyss.

clang clang ~
However, just as he was concentrating on collecting the corpses on the battlefield, suddenly, a strange sound came from a distant space; the moment he heard the sound, all the disciples of the Holy Land around him fell into a state of stunned silence.

It was as if their very souls had been lured away.

In addition, following the eerie demonic sound, Lin Wudao was surprised to find that mysterious black mist had appeared around the Fallen Soul Abyss. This eerie black mist had terrible polluting and corrosive properties, and was no different from the demonic energy of the abyss.

The moment they made contact, the black mist, like countless tiny abyssal worms, began to seep into his body, attempting to devour his flesh and soul. Furthermore, a terrifying aura, carrying a strong sense of foreboding, surged forth from the depths of the Abyss of Fallen Souls like a flood, giving one a terrifying feeling of endless sin and calamity.

Upon seeing this, Lin Wu immediately frowned. His demonic body trembled slightly, absorbing and refining all the demonic energy that had entered his body, transforming it into the purest abyssal demonic power.

The abyssal magic, though terrifyingly powerful, had no effect on him; however, the disciples of the distant Sky Tower Holy Land were not so lucky.

As the demonic sounds and energy continued to erode, many people's skin began to fester, and even their physical bodies and true spirits showed signs of collapse and annihilation.

Seeing this, Lin Wudao raised his hand and unleashed a burst of demonic light that enveloped everyone, forcibly removing the abyssal demonic power from their bodies.

"Something's not right here. You all go first, I'll cover you!"

He spoke without turning his head, his cold and sharp eyes fixed on the depths of the Abyss of Fallen Souls.

If his guess is correct, the Corpse Demon that the Demon Lord of Time mentioned is about to appear.

"Holy Son, you..."

"Stop talking nonsense! If you don't want to die, get out of here."

Originally, everyone was worried about Lin Wudao's safety, but when they saw the increasingly dense black mist in the Fallen Soul Abyss, they could no longer suppress their panic and fear, and immediately fled the Fallen Soul Abyss as fast as they could.

After all the disciples of the Sky-High Holy Land left, the eerie demonic sound from the depths of the Fallen Soul Abyss grew closer and closer, and the abyssal demonic energy in the surrounding space became even thicker and more terrifying.

It almost solidified!
It was unclear how much time had passed, but just as Lin Wudao was on high alert, suddenly, a series of orderly footsteps echoed from the depths of the Fallen Soul Abyss.

After a while.

Under Lin Wudao's gaze, a sedan chair made of numerous white bones emerged from the mist.

Eight people carried the sedan chair, with a man and a woman standing on each side, making a total of twelve people.

Furthermore, these people had blank stares and expressionless faces, looking like puppets being manipulated; however, the aura they exuded was extremely powerful.

Eleven of them reached the level of the Thirteen Seals Ancient Emperor.

As for the white bone sedan chair, a mysterious young man sat upright; due to the veil and beaded curtain, and the obstruction of the abyss's aura, Lin Wudao could not see the man's true face for a moment.

However, through his keen senses, he could clearly perceive the eeriness and power of the mysterious man inside the sedan chair.

Even the person's figure and aura gave him a vaguely familiar feeling...

"Is this what they call a Corpse Demon?"

Lin Wudao muttered to himself, but he showed no sign of backing down or leaving. Instead, he stared intently at the white bone sedan chair, his eyes revealing a deep interest.

Just as he was carefully examining the Corpse Demon, twelve powerful Corpse Puppets, carrying the white bone sedan chair, arrived not far away, like stars surrounding the moon.

Just then, a cold, eerie wind blew through the Abyss of Fallen Souls, slightly lifting the cotton gauze and beaded curtains of the sedan chair, allowing Lin Wudao to see the true face of the corpse demon inside.

"Holy crap, it was him?"

Although it was just a fleeting glimpse, when Lin Wudao saw the true face of the Corpse Demon, his eyes widened suddenly, and he immediately uttered a curse.

Even their faces showed disbelief... (End of Chapter)