A mortal cultivating immortality can nurture spirit beasts.

Chapter 138 Heavenly Capital Demon Corpse

As soon as the eighteen Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses appeared, everyone's expression changed drastically. Each of these refined corpses exuded an aura even stronger than their own. Not to mention eighteen of them, even if just one of them came, they would have no chance of winning in a one-on-one fight. At this moment, even Lin He had a solemn expression.

Each of these eighteen Heavenly Corpses possesses the cultivation level of the mid-stage Core Formation realm, and is no weaker than an ordinary mid-stage Core Formation cultivator. This is explicitly described in the original text, so Lin He naturally would not underestimate such an opponent.

Almost as soon as the demonic corpse of Tiandu appeared, Lin He hurriedly reminded the two, "Why aren't you leaving? What are you waiting for?"

Sect Master Wang and Zhou Yuan quickly reacted. Sect Master Wang took out the Treasure Wood Dragon Tablet, a magic artifact inherited by the Miaoyin Sect. Although it was just a magic artifact in the shape of a stone tablet, its power was truly remarkable. The two of them poured their magic power into it at the same time, and an exceptionally thick cyan protective shield protected them. They actually broke through the obstruction of the two Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses and broke away at an unbelievable speed.

The two Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses were stunned for a moment, and then hurriedly tried to give chase, but were knocked back several steps by two silver fists before they could stand firm. They quickly looked at the person who made the move. This person was dressed in blue and had a handsome appearance. Who else could it be but Lin He!

It's unclear whether there were any restrictions on this possession technique, or whether the Extreme Yin Ancestor simply disdained the Wonderful Sound Sect. Instead of continuing to order the Heavenly Capital Corpse to pursue, the eighteen Heavenly Capital Corpses slowly moved towards Lin He's side.

The three elders on the other side all wanted to run away, but since the Ancestor of Extreme Yin had not given any orders, they dared not make any rash moves, lest they anger the old demon and bring about their own demise.

The three parties remained silent, the atmosphere tense and tense. Lin He glanced at the eighteen Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses, then suddenly let out a cold laugh. Instead of retreating, he advanced, quickly rushing to one of the demon corpses. He raised his hand and smashed a silver fist at it, knocking the demon corpse back. Then, with a swift movement, he actually passed through the demon corpse's obstruction and directly attacked Elder Gu and the other two.

"Has this kid gone mad? Not only does he not run away, but he even dares to kill someone in front of the Supreme Yin Ancestor?"

At this moment, a large golden handprint flew out. The three elders changed their expressions upon seeing this and hurriedly used various methods to defend themselves.

However, at this moment, Lin He suddenly slapped his storage bag, and eighteen pill corpses flew out, rushing madly towards Elder Gu and the other two.

These eighteen corpses emitted eighteen astonishing streams of corpse energy, heading towards Elder Gu and his two companions. Unfortunately, these three Six-Hall Elders were only early-stage Core Formation cultivators, and they could not withstand the siege of the eighteen corpses. They were quickly killed one by one, unable even to escape.

During this process, the Extreme Yin Ancestor did not intervene to rescue them. Instead, he stared at the eighteen pill corpses with great interest, looking quite intrigued. "Not bad, you were actually able to refine eighteen of these pill corpses at once. You do have some skill. Even I, the Ancestor, am somewhat tempted by it."

Lin He collected the three corpses, their storage bags, and various magical treasures before turning to Ancestor Ji Yin, asking in a neither humble nor arrogant tone, "Ji Yin, why didn't you intervene to rescue the three of them?"

Lin He addressed him by his name, and the Extreme Yin Ancestor's face immediately turned angry. He snorted and said, "Why should I save them? On the contrary, you are so disrespectful to your elders, daring to be so rude to me. You really have a death wish."

"Extreme Yin, why bother making a show of force here? Your possession technique has many flaws; you probably don't have much magic power left."

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"Huh, you actually know the art of possession? You do have some knowledge. But to deal with you, there's no need for this patriarch to lift a finger. These eighteen Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses are enough to take care of you."

These eighteen pill corpses were indeed quite powerful. Even Ji Yin was tempted by them. However, he knew that the power of each pill corpse was not as great as that of the Heavenly Capital Demon Corpse. That was why he spoke with such confidence. But the next moment, his face turned very pale, and he could even be described as furious.

"Hehe, in a one-on-one fight, my refined corpse is indeed no match for your Heavenly Demon Corpse, but—"

With a thought, Lin He summoned the eighteen pill corpses, which immediately formed a mysterious arrangement. Then, the Corpse Fiend Array was activated, and eighteen streams of corpse energy soared into the sky. Under the extremely yin expression of shock and anger, they formed a giant pill corpse, which unabashedly unleashed its early Nascent Soul cultivation.

Sensing this terrifying aura, the Extreme Yin Ancestor's expression turned extremely ugly. "Junior, no wonder you were so fearless. So this is what you're relying on?"

Lin He chuckled and ignored him completely. With a thought, a pale hand grabbed the two Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses like chicks, and no matter how much they struggled, it was to no avail.

This is natural. Two mid-stage Core Formation cultivators are powerless against a single early-stage Nascent Soul cultivator. This is the strength of Nascent Soul cultivators.

The two Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses were easily subdued. With just a slight exertion of the pale hand, the two Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses stopped moving and fell to the ground, whereupon Lin He put them into his storage bag.

Upon seeing this, the Yin Ancestor was furious and immediately used his divine sense to control the other sixteen Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses to help.

However, at this moment, another pale hand flew out and snatched away two more Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses, which Lin He then put into his storage bag.

The Ancestral Master of Extreme Yin felt heartbroken upon seeing this. These eighteen Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses were the result of his painstaking efforts in refining them. To do so, Extreme Yin had consumed countless precious materials, an immeasurable amount of spirit stones, and hundreds of years of time. Now, all of this had benefited Lin He, who had easily seized them.

"You brat! You're asking for death!"

The remaining fourteen Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses dared not scatter any longer, lest they be defeated one by one by Lin He. Instead, they gathered together, brandishing their sharp green claws and unleashing claw attacks, managing to hold their own against the pale giant hand for a while.

"snort!"

Suppressing the dizziness and vertigo, Lin He knew he had to finish the fight quickly, or he would surely die.

With a tap on his storage bag, two more samurai puppets flew out. One puppet held a broadsword, and the other held a spear. They were the two samurai puppets that had been repaired before the trip.

Even so, Lin He didn't stop. He grabbed at the air again, and a golden handprint flew out.

The numerous attacks quickly landed on the two Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses, leaving them exhausted and unable to defend themselves. Taking advantage of the opportunity, the pale hand grabbed the two demon corpses and put them away.

Following the same method, Lin He took away two more Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses, leaving only ten Heavenly Capital Demon Corpses on the Ji Yin side, making it even more difficult for them to withstand the attack of the pale giant hand.

"Boy, I originally wanted to conserve some of my magic power, but it seems impossible now. You are fortunate enough to die under this divine power that I spent a hundred years cultivating."

As he spoke, the Yin Ancestor stretched out a palm, and a ball of pitch-black fire floated in his palm.

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