Wizard Immortal

Chapter 557 Divine Corpse

In this ancient, desolate land, beneath a golden altar, an uninvited guest is walking.

Before me lay a vast, desolate altar. The altar was very tall, easily over a hundred meters high, with long staircases that stretched upwards from low to high, creating a magnificent sight and conveying a strong sense of history.

A sense of time washed over him, and as he stood at the bottom of the steps and looked up, Adir seemed to see scenes from the past.

A group of barbarians covered in animal skins performed sacrifices here, burning the mountain to quarry stone and building this altar step by step. They then continued to expand it, gradually forming the scale it is today.

Tap tap tap...

Gazing into the past, Adir walked forward step by step, his will gradually separating from his body and slowly merging into his surroundings.

A few drops of crimson blood emerged from around the altar, interspersed with mottled marks and a trace of faint soul power.

As Adir's will separated, all of this blood shone brightly, illuminating everything with endless light, gradually revealing the marks of the past before Adir's eyes once more.

The fall of the divine corpse... the construction of the altar... the establishment of the ten stars... one major event after another unfolds before the altar, and every person and every face in it is so clear and vivid, as if they were real past events, as fresh and bright as if they had truly experienced them.

One scene in particular resonated with Adir.

In the dim glow of the setting sun, outside the desolate altar, several elderly people dressed in purple robes, their faces streaked with tears, knelt before a golden coffin, kowtowing repeatedly.

A series of muffled sounds rang out, leaving a trace of crimson blood. Under the power of the golden coffin, it was etched into the altar with a unique mark.

A wisp of purple aura rose as Adir's will separated, his body slowly moved forward, and with the help of some force, he walked accurately and clearly toward the coffin in front of him.

During this process, endless majesty permeated the surrounding altars, and a large amount of law power transformed into chains that attempted to bind Adir's body, but were ultimately neutralized and dissolved by the influence of specks of purple aura.

After climbing the last step, Adir finally regained consciousness and looked up at the coffin in front of him.

The journey from the outside world has been much smoother than Adir had anticipated.

With the active support and assistance of a world-conscious being, he encountered none of the anticipated dangers and successfully reached his destination.

However, at this point, the help from the world's consciousness has almost reached its limit.

Standing before him, Adir could sense that as he drew closer to the golden coffin, the power of the world's consciousness behind him was slowly twisting, and the specks of purple source energy on it were constantly being consumed, all in an effort to resist some kind of oppression that existed in the darkness.

The root of all this lies not in anything else, but in the golden coffin before us, or rather, in the divine corpse that exists within it.

Thinking of this, Adir took a deep breath and then took a sudden step forward.

With a sudden surge of mental energy, Adir commanded the golden coffin before him to slowly open, about to reveal its true form.

Boom boom...

A slight tremor continued to sound, as if sensing something, and the entire altar began to shake, as if an supreme deity was beginning to revive, causing the earth to tremble.

The supreme majesty was dissipating, and at this moment it erupted completely. That supreme majesty and unparalleled terror caused Adir's expression to change in an instant.

Boom!!

With a soft hum, the golden coffin in front of them was completely torn open.

With this scene unfolding, the previous grandeur and majesty vanished instantly, as if it were a fleeting illusion.

"call···"

Kneeling on the ground, Adir clutched his chest, panting heavily, a hint of lingering fear flashing in his eyes.

"That terrifying feeling..."

He knelt on the ground, carefully recalling the feeling he had just experienced, still finding it somewhat unbelievable.

It was just a wisp of aura, but it gave Adir an extremely terrifying feeling, as if he were facing a complete world consciousness.

In just a moment, Adir felt as if his bloodline was about to collapse. If that aura had not quickly dissipated, he would have been injured immediately.

"However, this unique feeling..."

Recovering from the shock, and carefully savoring the feeling, Adir rose from his spot, as if realizing something: "Soul power..."

Within that fleeting aura, Adir keenly sensed a familiar power, remarkably similar to the power of the soul.

"Is the so-called divine corpse the source of all soul power?"

The thought flashed through Adir's mind, and then he raised his head to look at the divine corpse in front of him.

A golden radiance flashed before his eyes. In that instant, Adir seemed to see a golden world filled with golden lines that slowly connected countless people.

"No divine corpse?"

Gazing at the golden world projected from the coffin before him, Adir frowned, and then a glimmer of purple gradually flashed in his eyes.

Deep within his soul, the purple supernatural power mark was fully activated at this moment, using the source energy in his body as a consumption to enhance his power, allowing him to see through the illusion before him.

With this step, the golden world slowly disappeared before his eyes, and a huge corpse slowly emerged.

It was a tall, golden corpse, its entire body standing five meters tall, looking like a giant at first glance.

A unique aura was emanating from this corpse, making the golden body look extraordinary, like the remains of a fallen god, exuding a sacred and inviolable aura.

However, a strange change is taking place on this golden corpse.

Tiny black streaks covered the corpse, staining it with spots and making it look like it had rusted.

"This is···"

Looking at the corpse, Adir's expression immediately turned solemn.

The appearance of the corpse was not unexpected. Having witnessed the memories of several demon gods, Adir was not surprised by the appearance of the god's corpse.

Even the tiny black markings on the corpse of the god terrified Adir.

It was an extremely terrifying pattern, carrying some kind of powerful law, deeply engraved on this divine corpse, like some kind of indelible curse, slowly eroding the entire divine corpse.

"The divine corpse remained intact when it fell, but then decayed. Was this decay caused by a curse?"

Adir muttered to himself as he carefully observed the patterns on the corpse of the god.

How powerful is the divine corpse?

Adir was unaware of this, but he assumed it would be at least no weaker than a sixth-order rank.

The curse on the divine corpse before us is so powerful that even the divine corpse cannot withstand it, so it must be at least a sixth-level or higher power to cause damage to the divine corpse.

To some extent, Adir was no stranger to this power that eroded the god's corpse.

That is the power of calamity, the root of suffering, and the culprit that has made this world what it is.

Upon catching sight of the divine corpse and finally seeing those black markings, a tiny bit of purple source energy began to boil behind Adir, and a warm current quickly surged into his body, as if urging something on.

That's the world's consciousness urging, eagerly hoping that what's in front of it will disappear.

Sensing this, Adir first frowned, then tentatively reached out his hand.

A spark of elemental light burst forth at this moment, and within this small space, an invisible killing intent transformed into an extremely powerful offensive, directly carrying Adir's will and charging fiercely toward what was before him.

Then, with a soft sound, the endless light that had been blooming before their eyes quickly dimmed. After impacting the corpse, it didn't even make a sound, simply vanishing into nothingness.

In fact, in Adir's perception, after being struck by him, the divine corpse in front of him faintly shimmered with light, and the power contained within it not only did not weaken in the slightest, but actually became stronger.

"Can't it be weakened or destroyed by ordinary means?"

Sensing the changes on the divine corpse, Adir's expression became somewhat solemn.

Having devoured numerous demon gods, his current strength was enough to injure a fourth-tier being with that single finger strike, yet it didn't even leave a trace on the divine corpse before him.

This terrifying defensive capability is truly frightening.

"We have no choice but to give it a try..."

Gazing at the towering golden skeleton before him, Adir murmured to himself, a thought forming in his mind.

Behind him, the moment this thought arose, a tiny bit of purple source energy suddenly burst forth with brilliance, as if the world's consciousness was urging him on.

This reaction, to some extent, foreshadows something.

"It seems our approach was correct..."

Feeling the surging source energy within him, Adir muttered to himself, then took a deep breath and stepped into the golden coffin before him.

He walked very carefully, glancing cautiously at the golden corpse before him with every step, fearing that something might happen that would cause the divine corpse within to revive.

However, even after he reached the coffin, the divine corpse before him remained unchanged. Not only did it show no signs of revival, but it became even more lifeless.

If it weren't for the strange phenomena that occurred when the coffin was opened earlier, Adir would have almost thought that this divine corpse had lost all its power.

"However, it's almost there."

Walking inside the coffin, gazing up at the tall and magnificent divine corpse before him, Adir murmured to himself, "The divine corpse fell, and was then eroded by the power of calamity for countless years. Over such a long period of time, even if it originally possessed considerable power, by now, it should have very little left."

With these thoughts in his mind, he stood still, gazing silently at the tall skeleton before him.

The golden skeleton before them was five or six meters tall, its entire body standing upright. Its shape was somewhat like a human, but there were also significant differences. It had many more bones, some of which were covered with fine golden scales.

Despite the impending annihilation of all power from these remains, Adir still sensed a faint majesty through his keen spiritual perception, a majesty that made his blood boil and submit.

Clearly, this divine corpse belonged to an extraordinary race, and its strength in life was terrifying. Even after countless millennia of death, the mere wisp of its aura still exerted immense pressure on Adir.

Standing silently in the coffin for a long time, gazing at the golden skeleton before him, Adir sighed softly, then stepped forward, and a seed of bloodline slowly began to bloom.

(End of this chapter)