Fantasy, starting with a treasure bowl

"Just who is this person...?!"

Gu Bushang's expression was solemn, and a hint of panic inevitably showed in his heart.

After all, a Qi Opening Realm expert is no ordinary person; they are powerful beings capable of dominating a region. Even his master, the current sect master of the Beihai Blade Sect, Jiang Beihai, is only at the half-step Qi Opening Realm!

This shows that Yun Zhonghe is far more powerful than he, a mere eighth-level Qi Condensation Realm martial artist, can contend with!

"Damn it!"

"Am I going to have to go home empty-handed again this time?"

Clenching his teeth once more, Gu Bushang looked at Yun Zhonghe across from him with a face full of resentment.

Although he was the eldest disciple of the younger generation of the Beihai Blade Sect and a personal disciple of Jiang Beihai, his talent for cultivation was not particularly strong. He was not even as good as Qin Dingze, the young master of the Qin family, let alone Jia Youqian and others from the capital of Dongyun Kingdom.

Right now, the treasures and opportunities in this secret chamber are Gu Bushang's only chance to break through his cultivation bottleneck and even become a powerful cultivator in the Opening Meridian Realm.

Therefore, he was naturally unwilling to leave and hand over all the treasures and opportunities in this secret chamber to others.

"That man surnamed Song is exceptionally strong; we alone cannot contend with him..."

Composing himself, Gu Bushang turned to look at Song Rentou beside him and secretly transmitted his voice.

"Could it be that you mean...?"

Upon hearing this, Song Rentou narrowed his eyes slightly, seemingly sensing the unspoken meaning behind the other party's words.

"If we join forces to eliminate this person, we can split the treasures and opportunities within this secret chamber fifty-fifty!"

Gu Bushang clenched his fist under his sleeve and said fiercely.

"Can!"

Before the other party had even finished speaking, Song Rentou agreed without hesitation.

In his view, although Yun Zhonghe's origins were unknown and his strength was great, he was ultimately alone. As long as the Song family and the Beihai Sword Sect joined forces, they might have a fighting chance!

"You are merely a lone individual, yet you intend to monopolize the treasures and opportunities within this secret chamber. Isn't that a bit too domineering?"

Seeing that the Song family had agreed to join forces, Gu Bushang felt emboldened and immediately rebuked Yun Zhonghe, his words full of threat, "Besides, although you are strong, our Beihai Sword Sect is not to be trifled with!"

"Brother Gu is right. Our Song family should naturally have a share of the treasures and opportunities within this secret chamber!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Song Rentou waved his hand and led his men to surround Yun Zhonghe. In an instant, a murderous aura filled the entire secret room.

"Looks like you guys won't learn your lesson until you're faced with the consequences..."

Seeing that the Beihai Sword Sect and the Song family had joined forces to surround him, Yun Zhonghe merely narrowed his eyes slightly. The next moment, a cruel smile reappeared on his face. "Since that's the case, then this humble Daoist will grant your wish!"

Ugh!

With a piercing shriek, several short, dark figures suddenly emerged from Yun Zhonghe's sleeves and appeared before the crowd, emitting a foul stench that made them want to cover their noses.

Bang!Bang!Bang!

The short, dark figure landed steadily on the ground, then suddenly swelled up several times its original size, transforming into a normal human form. However, its face was ashen white, and its eyes were empty and lifeless, with only a billowing aura of death permeating the air. Clearly, it was not a living person.

"This is... a zombie?!"

Upon seeing this, Gu Bushang's eyes widened in horror, as if he had remembered something. "Could this guy be a disciple of the Heavenly Corpse Sect?!"

After all, looking at the entire Lingnan Four Kingdoms, there are very few martial artists who can master the art of controlling corpses and refining souls. Only the Heavenly Corpse Path under the former Heavenly Corpse Old Monster has a slight dabbling in it.

Moreover, the corpses that Yun Zhonghe has released are quite powerful; even the weakest one is comparable to a fifth-level Qi Condensation Realm martial artist.

This shows that the other party was no ordinary disciple of the Heavenly Corpse Path; he must have held a high position within the sect.

"Rin, Ren-tou-nii-san, what kind of monsters are these guys...?!"

At this moment, the Song family members, who had been so aggressive, also began to panic. A short, thin Song family member with a pointed mouth and monkey-like face looked nervously at Song Rentou in front of him.

Although this junior member of the Song family had a high level of cultivation, reaching the third level of the Condensation Realm, he could still sense a trace of death threat from these corpses and was powerless to resist it!

"It's a zombie...!"

Song Rentou also looked solemn, and said with some unease, "This person not only controls a large number of powerful corpses, but also has considerable strength and cultivation."

"If I'm not mistaken, this person is none other than Yun Zhonghe, the chief disciple of the Heavenly Corpse Sect, ranked twenty-fourth on the list of villains!"

They were already struggling to deal with Yun Zhonghe alone, and now a bunch of powerful corpses have appeared. Even if the Song family and the Beihai Blade Sect join forces, they are not guaranteed to win!

"Kill them!"

Glancing at his group of corpses, Yun Zhonghe once again used the Heavenly Corpse Summoning Scripture, while chanting incantations, seemingly indicating that he didn't need to personally deal with the Beihai Blade Sect and the Song family in front of him.

Woo! Woo! Woo!

Under Yun Zhonghe's control, the group of corpses also let out ghostly howls, and in the next moment they suddenly attacked the Beihai Blade Sect and the Song family members opposite them, seemingly fearless of death, with only killing in their hearts!

"Damn it!"

"Stop them!"

Seeing this, Gu Bushang, Song Rentou, and the others also changed their expressions drastically and had no choice but to fight back.

"The corpse aura has disappeared?"

After blocking the Beihai Sword Sect and the Song family members outside the secret chamber, Yun Zhonghe turned his head again to look at the mountain of treasures, magical artifacts, spirit stones, and pills piled up opposite him, but there was no joy on his face.

Because the special corpse energy reaction in the secret room disappeared, and no matter how he activated the Heavenly Corpse Soul Summoning Scripture, there was no resonance reaction at all!

"wrong!"

Seemingly remembering something, Yun Zhonghe frowned, then his gaze returned to a dilapidated bronze cauldron in the corner of the secret chamber. A sneer appeared on his lips. "Hmph, what a nascent little thing! Even I was almost fooled by you..."

"This time, you absolutely cannot escape!"

As soon as he finished speaking, Yun Zhonghe activated the Heavenly Corpse Summoning Scripture and simultaneously raised his hand to unleash a palm strike from a distance.

Rumble!

The surging Yuan energy, mixed with dense corpse energy, instantly transformed into a fierce palm strike, within which skeletal ghostly figures emerged. It seemed to be a martial art of considerable power, instantly enveloping most of the secret chamber, creating a thunderous roar and billowing dust!

After a few breaths, the dust gradually dissipated, leaving the entire secret chamber in a mess, with scattered or damaged treasures and pills everywhere.

Swish!

Just as everyone was astonished, a small black shadow suddenly darted out from the mess and flew out of the secret room at an extremely fast speed.

"Hmph, where do you think you're going!"

Seeing this, Yun Zhonghe roared again and instantly shot out a chain of Yuan energy from his palm, which immediately wrapped around the small black shadow and pulled it back.

"Waaaaah...!"

The small, dark shadow crashed heavily to the ground, revealing its true form: a tadpole-shaped corpse spirit with a mouth but no eyes, and a pair of sharp horns. It was emitting strange cries, as if struggling and begging for mercy.

"Now you know to beg for mercy? Too late!"

Seeing the corpse spirit rolling and begging for mercy on the ground, Yun Zhonghe remained expressionless. He raised his hand and inhaled, simultaneously activating the Heavenly Corpse Summoning Scripture, and put the former into his sleeve.

Corpse spirits are a peculiar creature on the list of evil spirits, one of the Three Calamities. They are not ranked very high, only forty-fifth. Their origin is also related to corpse energy. In some ancient battlefields with many buried bones, or in mass graves where corpse energy lingers, there is a slight chance that a corpse spirit will be born.

Corpse spirits are creatures that are born with a trace of intelligence. Although they are not as smart as humans or some demonic beasts, they know how to seek advantage and avoid harm, and how to escape danger.

Just like the palm-sized, pitch-black corpse spirit that Yun Zhonghe had just captured, it had initially concealed its aura and hid inside a damaged bronze cauldron in a secret chamber, intending to evade capture.