The Last Sentinel

Boom—

Thud—

The massive, undead frost dragon, as tall as a small mountain, lay sprawled on the ground with its shattered bones. Its enormous head churned and rolled as it landed beneath a huge altar that reeked of intense death.

Not far away, a young martial artist clad in dark gold star armor stepped out, each step causing the ground to tremble and cracks to appear.

Around him, the heavy Xuanhuang Body Cultivation Force Field took the shape of a giant axe ten kilometers in size, mercilessly cleaving through the mental undead domain, as if a muscular giant had broken into the room of a sissy puppy in the middle of the night, instantly filling the sense of oppression to the max.

At this moment, the necromancer desperately tried to activate the necromancer altar, releasing a stronger death domain in an attempt to disrupt the force field with more elemental fluctuations.

He thought the other party had used some powerful, high-level domain, but little did he know that the domain of body cultivators was not high-level at all. In fact, it could be said that it was very primitive compared to the domains of laws and elements, so primitive that it could not simulate or manipulate other life forms.

It is precisely because this field is primitive and rudimentary that body cultivators are able to learn it.

After all, not every physical cultivator has the same level of intellectual comprehension as Ye Feng.

Normal body cultivators cannot understand overly complex things. They can understand expanding their power outwards from themselves as the anchor point, which is already considered high-IQ genius body cultivator level.

The dark altar of death is hundreds of stories high, with a pyramid-like foundation made of bones tens or even hundreds of meters tall. On top of it are giant skull pillars entwined with death, forming a forest of pillars. Countless death magic arrays are formed by the intertwined death banners and chains.

"All phenomena are empty, only power remains; one region can suppress heaven and earth, and subdue ghosts and gods!"

"What a powerful body cultivator!"

"What a formidable Black Tower primal!"

Above the Dark Death Altar, a cloud of black death mist suddenly dispersed, and within the mist, a necromancer in a black robe held a necromancer's staff, floating in mid-air. Dark green skulls emanated from his body, and roaring death flames surged, his aura reaching its maximum.

Ye Feng looked at the other person and frowned. "Black Tower Barbarian God? Brother, you've got it wrong! I'm not from the Black Tower."

The necromancer looked down at Ye Feng and said with a sinister smile, "No need to hide it anymore, your senior brother Red Dog has already come. He said he would send one of his most capable henchmen to kill me. I didn't expect Black Tower to be so bold this time! He kept his word!"

Ye Feng knew in his heart that during the time he was asleep, the Black Tower Barbarian God had probably been secretly plotting against him and drawing hatred towards him.

However, Ye Feng didn't care.

When Charlie first entered the Grand Line, didn't he try to ambush him again?

Finally, I dragged Charlie out and beat him up for a while, and Charlie behaved.

The same applies now. You may plot against me, but when I break through this situation and settle accounts with you, you'd better stand firm when you get beaten up. Don't cry for help like Charlie did.

At this moment, the necromancer said again, "It's rare to see a second-tier cosmic warrior who has cultivated strength! Let's unleash a spell!"

Upon hearing this, Ye Feng was even more astonished.

Let's flick a vine!

Isn't this a common saying among traditional martial arts practitioners in the Great Xia Dynasty?

How could such authentic language come out of the mouth of an alien bastard?

Could it be that these were also passed down to this guy by Charles Darwin, the disciple of the primal god?

But Charlie is a Japanese bastard, he doesn't understand the culture of Great Xia!

Unless you say, "The Ming Dynasty!"

Yes, it must be the existence of the Ming Dynasty that made the villainous bosses here learn the slang of the underworld.

Ye Feng said, "Return to your roots!"

The necromancer chuckled, "Mr. Ye! My name is Yun Tingfeng."

Ye Feng said, "Mu Yun Ting Feng, your surname is Mu?"

The necromancer paced through the void, leaving skull imprints beneath his feet. "My name is Mu. Mu is both my given name and my surname!"

"It is an honor for Maki to spar with a cosmic warrior of your strength."

"However, someone like you is not enough to defeat me."

Ye Feng laughed, "Stop talking nonsense, we'll know once we fight!"

"Wait a minute!" Mu raised his hand and said, "Since we're going to fight, why not place some bets?"

Ye Feng leaped to his feet, shouting, "I'll beat you to death! All your belongings are mine, your bargaining chips are my bargaining chips! What's the point of negotiating? Take this punch!"

Mu shook his head and sighed, "Body cultivators are indeed low-intelligence animals. Even if they cultivate to the level 2.0 cosmic warrior, their brains are full of muscles and not a single neuron cell."

"That's enough, that's enough!"

"Let me show you my power!"

Mu Yun Tingfeng shook the necromancer's staff in his hand, causing the ground to tremble. Countless black cracks appeared where the altar had split open, and the death array shattered one after another. Beams of jet-black light roared out from the cracks, shooting majestically into the heavens!

Immediately following, a magnificent and terrifying mountain "grew" from the center of the wasteland paved with gray bone dust and broken armor. Several huge, pillar-like, stark white ribs and vertebrae belonging to some ancient behemoth were piled together. Upon closer inspection, there were countless broken bones belonging to different races: twisted human limbs and shattered skulls, orcish arm bones and fangs, elven slender fingers and broken wing bones, and even the remains of mechanical prosthetics gleaming with a cold metallic light...

Ye Feng's pupils narrowed; this was not a mountain peak, but a base!

The foundation is a cemetery for all living beings!

Immediately following, nine enormous, twisted, and spiraling pillars, so thick they were beyond human scale, rose from the foundation of the Graveyard of All Beings!

They are not stone or metal sculptures, but are forcibly fused and intertwined from the spines of countless enormous creatures—some of which belong to dragons, some to abyssal sea monsters, and some that are even unidentifiable.

The spine, reaching to the heavens, forms the seat!

Crimson energy coiled around the entire base armrest frame. Upon closer inspection, the eerie energy was nothing more than fragments of tendons, ligaments, and shriveled flesh still attached to the skeleton, which were not yet completely weathered, and appeared in varying shades of grayish-brown, dark red, and purplish-black.

Amidst the rumbling sounds, a three-thousand-meter-tall skeletal throne reappeared, a cold altar crowned by death itself, the last imprint left after the end of all things, exuding indescribable authority and power.

Mu stood on the throne of corpses, looking down at Ye Feng. "You are a second-tier cultivator, but you have crossed the threshold of the second tier. I am a second-tier cultivator because I am unwilling to advance. This is the difference between you and me."

Ye Feng couldn't help but laugh out loud.

This sounds so familiar!

Isn't that what I said when I was scolding Charlie?

How come this shepherd is just like me?!

Ye Feng's casual smile was unintentional.

But in Mu's eyes, it was provocation, mockery, and ridicule.

This made Mu, sitting on the Corpse Throne, extremely pale. His pupils instantly turned bloodshot and black, and his hand gripping the Death Staff trembled uncontrollably. His slender fingers clenched tightly, and he pointed the Death Staff at Ye Feng, angrily shouting, "You barbaric body cultivator, how dare you blaspheme the great dimensional necromancer! I will obliterate your soul and refine you into my most prized undead puppet, to be enslaved by me for all eternity!"