Revitalization of Spirituality: My Front Door Leads to a Miniature Universe

The wailing of ghosts and the howling of gods and demons were deafening, and the eighteen surrounding green mountains shook. At this moment, it seemed as if the end of the world had arrived, and the scene was terrifying.

Endless corpse energy surged from the Corpse King's body, unleashing countless beams of blood-red light that pierced the heavens.

Thunderbolts, as thick as buckets, raged through the air, churning within the black aura of death. The surrounding mountains collapsed with a deafening roar as they were struck, and bones and ghostly figures flew everywhere, destroyed and reborn again in the lightning.

"Back off! Everyone back off!"

The strange beings lurking in the mountains roared.

The overwhelming malevolent aura spread outwards, and soon shrill screams could be heard. Their bodies seemed to melt and decompose like ice and snow meeting the scorching sun, with pieces of rotting flesh falling off one by one.

This was an exceptionally terrifying scene. As superhumans, their physical structures were already extraordinary, capable of withstanding bullets fired from pistols, yet they were so utterly vulnerable to the corpse energy.

The forest rustled as everyone frantically retreated, but some were destined never to escape, torn to pieces by the charging zombie king, their crimson blood splattering everywhere.

"Awooo!"

The Corpse King was like a tiger encountering a flock of sheep, slaughtering them indiscriminately. It was a horrifying scene: a person's head was twisted off, and the blood gushing from his neck was sucked clean, turning him into a skeleton.

"After hundreds of years, I've finally emerged, hehehehe..."

The demonic howl, filled with hatred, echoed between heaven and earth, seemingly releasing all the grievances and resentment in its heart. At this moment, the Corpse King was insane and extremely bloody.

Just then, the old celestial master, whom he had thrown to the foot of the cliff, rushed out again. He looked listless, his face was deathly pale, and there were two terrifying, deep bloody holes on his neck, from which blood was seeping out.

Although his body was suspended high in the air, he was already teetering on the brink of collapse, at the end of his rope.

"Did I say I would exterminate your entire clan? Do you want me to leave no one alive to witness it?"

Judging from the Corpse King's cold gaze, perhaps due to absorbing a large amount of life essence, his shriveled eyeballs had become full, gleaming with a terrifying eerie light.

"You have only escaped the sealed land, not the shackles of fate."

The old master mustered his strength, held the whisk horizontally in his hand, then bit his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood essence onto it.

Suddenly, myriad divine rays burst forth from this place, and the old Celestial Master's entire body seemed to be coated with a layer of golden light, his whisk in his hand was incredibly ethereal, trembling slightly, stirring up terrifying energy ripples that spread in all directions.

The flowing light transformed into a sharp sword beam, instantly dispelling the corpse energy high above. The old celestial master took a step forward, holding his whisk, and launched his most powerful attack at the Corpse King.

The heavens and earth trembled violently, shaking under this power.

The unparalleled sword energy slashed through the sky, like an eternal ray of light from the heavens, or a meteor falling to earth, dazzlingly bright in the darkness.

The Corpse King's eyes turned solemn. He unleashed a palm strike, a combination of ghostly claws, thunder, and corpse energy. The surrounding air seemed to boil, bursting forth with a blinding black light that threatened to engulf the old Celestial Master's attack. The entire Dragon Slaying Ridge was plunged into darkness, and even moonlight could not penetrate it.

The two forces clashed in mid-air, creating a violent clash of air currents, like a thunderstorm booming in one's ears. The force was terrifying and destructive, turning all vegetation to ashes in the process.

After the terrifying storm, visibility returned.

The old Celestial Master stood in mid-air, his face withered, as if he had lost countless years, flickering like a candle in the wind. His body was pierced, but no blood could flow. Finally, he gently placed his hands on the broken whisk and sighed softly, "I have exhausted my strength..."

A cold wind howled past, and his body cracked inch by inch, turning into wisps of dust that drifted away with the wind.

The Corpse King on the mountain peak stared intently, but there was no joy on his face. He too had suffered a fierce attack, a bloody hole pierced his chest, from which trickles of foul blood flowed out, and his knees sank into the ground, almost causing him to kneel down.

"brute!"

Several figures rushed over from a distance, all dressed in Taoist robes and around sixty years old. Their eyes were bloodshot, clearly indicating that they were also Celestial Masters of Longhu Mountain, but their seniority and cultivation were far inferior to the old Celestial Master.

There was nothing more to say, and the two sides clashed again. Terrifying energy raged, and mournful howls echoed from time to time. Some people were torn apart, and blood stained the sky.

During this time, members of several major supernatural organizations also joined the battle, launching the fiercest attack on the Corpse King.

However, the difference in strength between the two sides was too great. The Corpse King had obviously taken that step and become a Martial Pool Realm expert.

On Earth, where spiritual energy has just recovered, he can be said to be invincible and can be called king!

Gu Yuan's expression was solemn, his heart filled with mixed feelings. He had wanted to save the old master, but the opponent's attack was too fast and he had no time to react, so he had to lie low again.

Now that the Corpse King is under siege, he naturally has to do his part.

"Toad, let's charge!"

"No, I don't want to go... If you want to die, go ahead and do it yourself."

The toad-like creature squeaked and struggled fiercely, but Gu Yuan still managed to throw it into the battle.

He knew that with the former's terrifying physical body, he wouldn't be harmed even if he took several hits from the Corpse King; otherwise, how could he be neighbors with this terrifying figure and be buried underground together?

"Which scoundrel threw a toad in my face? He deserves to die!"

Every now and then, a young man shouted angrily and kicked Hanazawa Rui, who was falling towards him, away.

Gu Yuan took a deep breath and joined the ranks of those besieging the Corpse King.

The Dragon-Capturing Hand was unleashed, and at the same time, the Battle Saint Technique was activated. A gigantic golden hand appeared in the sky, domineering and incredibly powerful, almost covering the entire world.

The strange people all avoided them, not daring to get too close.

"boom!"

The sudden attack caught the Corpse King completely off guard. It took a solid hit to the back and was sent flying several meters away, crashing into a boulder before coming to a stop.

However, to everyone's astonishment, the Corpse King, who had suffered a heavy blow, stood up again, but his body swayed uncontrollably, clearly having suffered a great loss.

"It's you again!"

Two cold glints shot from the Corpse King's eyes, his killing intent undisguised, filled with boundless rage, as if he wanted to devour the former alive.

Gu Yuan was stunned for a moment. Although he had repeatedly ruined Gu Yuan's plans, it was by no means enough to make Gu Yuan so angry. The former looked at him as if he were a mortal enemy, and that they would fight to the death.

"Good, very good. I was just afraid of not being able to find your lineage. As long as you're alive, that's good. I'll make you experience the sorrow I suffered back then, and make you pay a thousandfold!"

The Corpse King roared, his hair flying wildly, and his words were strange, as if he had seen the descendant of his enemy.

All the strange people looked at Gu Yuan, their eyes filled with astonishment. They had already discerned from his clothing that the Corpse King had been an emperor in his previous life.

And someone who could be hated by an emperor... must have an incredibly high status.

Gu Yuan was wearing a bull's head mask at the moment, so no one could recognize him, but some people still cast admiring glances at him, "Is this Brother Niu? I heard that it was you who fought against the Tiger King the day before yesterday, and it was you who saved everyone from danger. You truly live up to your reputation."

Gu Yuan didn't say anything, only nodded in response, emanating a sharp aura from his body. However, it wasn't directed at the Corpse King, but rather at the several piercing gazes around him. "You're already coveting my secret technique? You're really impatient."

Then his gaze fell on a young man, who was absolutely terrifying. His muscles were like dragons coiling around his body, and his deep eyes carried an arrogant air of self-importance. His strength had already reached the seventh level of the Martial Realm.

"A hidden dragon?"

Gu Yuan's expression shifted slightly. He had seen the man in front of him online; he was one of the three most renowned young masters in the Dragon Kingdom, almost mythologized by the public!

Then his gaze turned to the other two places, where towering figures stood, their auras no less imposing than that of the Hidden Dragon.

"Jiang Lingxue, Qin Wushuang!"

Undoubtedly, they were the other two; unexpectedly, all three of them had arrived here at this moment.

"Is this the Niu Da who's been all over the internet lately? He's truly incredibly powerful. I wonder who his master is and what kind of secret techniques he's practiced?"

As if they were of one mind, the three of them walked toward Gu Yuan together. Although their words were gentle, their eyes held a burning passion.

"Do you want to fight amongst yourselves? The Corpse King is watching us from afar."

Gu Yuan was naturally not afraid of them, but he did not want to let the Corpse King go because of this. He hated the former very much and had to get rid of him.

"Brother Niu, you've misunderstood. We're here to fight alongside you."

The three smiled, especially Jiang Lingxue, who was already a beauty, and was even more charming at this moment, causing many of the supernatural beings to briefly forget their fear.

Gu Yuan didn't say anything, and took the lead in attacking, unleashing another huge golden palm print.

Jiang Lingxue and the other two, along with the other extraordinary individuals, unleashed their most formidable techniques, unleashing various divine spells that swept across the sky, illuminating the area with great brilliance and creating a magnificent spectacle.

The Corpse King instinctively sensed the threat of death. Despite being severely injured, he chose to flee, but was still knocked away again by the combined efforts of the group.

This time he couldn't stand up. Although he was a Martial Pool Realm expert, even a tiger can't withstand a pack of wolves, especially since his strength hadn't fully recovered and he was still seriously injured. He could only end up in a sorry state.

Without giving him a chance to catch his breath, the group joined forces again, intending to wipe out the monster in one fell swoop.

Just then, a huge rumbling sound came from afar, and the mountains shook as an enormous black shadow flew towards them.