Asura Mad Emperor-Chapter 426: The Headless Ancient Corpse

"This is one of the most dangerous existences within the Spirit Martial Great Tomb, the ancient city," Qinchuan said as he jumped down from the tiger’s back, speaking slowly and deliberately.

"Ancient city? Could it be that there were once living beings in this small world?" Ling Xian’er, graceful as a fairy, slowly followed behind Qinchuan, asking with curiosity.

"The Spirit Martial Great Tomb has existed since ancient times, its history is so long that no one knows how this secret realm was formed, nor why there is a city here."

The two-winged demon tiger shrank into the size of a normal fierce beast, following behind Qinchuan. The group headed towards the city, listening to the explanation: "However, this city has remained just like this for a million years, with mottled blood stains, broken walls and ruins, shattered swords and broken spears. No one knows what happened here in the past."

He had entered the Spirit Martial Great Tomb several times, seeking to unveil its secrets, starting from this city, trying to explore what cataclysmic battle took place here long ago, and even more so to unravel the secrets of the nine secret realms on the Divine Wilderness Continent.

But even for him, having experienced nine cycles of reincarnation, he was still completely in the dark.

As everyone approached the city, they suddenly saw an ancient headless corpse, dried by the wind, hung high upon the city walls, swaying in the wind.

The headless ancient corpse was skinny, with iron bones and copper skin, making a dull ding-dong sound as it clashed against the city walls, reminiscent of sound emanating from Jiuyou Purgatory, chilly and eerie.

It gave the city an added touch of weirdness and terror.

"Whose corpse is that? Why would it be displayed on the city walls? Could it be the doings of those Netherworld Hall fiends!" Ji Huo’er frowned as she saw the headless corpse on the city walls, asking.

In the past few months, she had seen the domineering ways of the people from Netherworld Hall, and she immediately thought of them.

Qinchuan shook his head in denial, though he disliked the rats from Netherworld Hall, this corpse really had nothing to do with them.

"That corpse has been hanging there since ancient times, sealed here by the power of great divine abilities, enduring millions of years without decay, its physical body perpetually subjected to the torment of sand and wind."

"What? It’s been here since millions of years ago?" Ji Huo’er cried out in shock, clearly astonished.

The three of them looked at each other, seeing the surprise and puzzlement in their eyes.

"What kind of physical body could endure millions of years without decaying?" muttered Ding Hao.

Ling Xian’er’s beautiful eyes shone like pearls, brimming with a bright divine light, "Exactly who is he, and who was it that sealed him here, what deep hatred did they bear for him, to not only behead him but to also hang his corpse here for millions of years!"

As they were still pondering about the fearsome identity of the corpse’s owner, Qinchuan gave them the answer.

"He is the descendant of a deity, with one-tenth of his bloodline coming from ancient deities."

Qinchuan stood beneath the city, his eyes blazing with fierce golden light as causality and innate power penetrated layers upon layers of seals, converging upon the ancient corpse that swayed in the wind, and spoke softly.

Qinchuan’s voice was very low when he said this, but to the others, it was like thunder from the Nine Heavens, exploding in their hearts, shaking heaven and earth, and stirring up tumultuous waves deep within them.

"A deity’s descendant!" Ding Hao and the others exclaimed simultaneously, their gaze towards the corpse changing to one of intense shock.

The setting sun slanted down, the evening glow was blood-red, and the last rays of the sunset penetrated the layers of haze in the air, shining upon the city walls above.

Under the light of this sloping sunset, the ancient headless corpse was desolately hung at the city walls, giving off a tinkling sound, as if it were recounting the loneliness and sadness of a deity’s descendant.

"A deity’s descendant, even if it’s only a tenth, his body must certainly be on par with, or even surpass, a Supreme Dao Artifact, right?"

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Ji Huo’er suddenly had a thought, a sly gleam in her eyes, her mind evidently concocting some cunning scheme.

Below the city walls, people were coming and going, most of them arriving at the ancient city for the first time.

At this moment, some also noticed the eerie headless ancient corpse above the city walls.

All of a sudden, a furious shout arose: "What is that thing, hanging on the city wall trying to spook people, getting down here at once for this Saint Heir!"

A divine radiance shot towards the heavens, with golden light piercing directly towards the ancient corpse atop the city walls.

"Who is that, with divine power so abundant and True Qi as vast as the sea, whose terrifying pressure can even compare to a Dao Palace powerhouse!" someone exclaimed.

"It’s Saint Heir Xiao Changtian from the Shadowless Tower!" someone in the crowd recognized the figure.

"The Saint Heir of Shadowless Tower, I saw Xiao Changfeng a few months ago, and now both brothers have arrived here!"

The next moment, a dazzling golden light erupted around the ancient corpse, unleashing a vast and immense divine power, majestic and profound, holy and mysterious.

The flash of divine light, quick as a thunder dragon, fast as lightning, instantly pierced through Xiao Changtian’s body, causing flesh and blood to explode and his body to shatter.

A genius Saint Heir, full of ambition and entering the secret realm to seize Spiritual Treasures, was directly destroyed by an ancient corpse on the city walls!

Below the city walls, sounds of cold breaths being drawn, exclamations, and mournful cries arose simultaneously.

"Hiss~"

"Damn it, what happened?"

"Why did the ancient corpse suddenly move? It even shattered Xiao Changtian!"

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Xiao Changtian was the Saint Heir of Shadowless Tower, yet he could not withstand a mere corpse. A chill went through everyone’s hearts as their awareness of the danger of this place was renewed.

Seeing this, Ji Huo’er, who was somewhat eager to try a moment ago, promptly calmed down and hid behind Ling Xian’er, feeling the residual fear.

"That was close, luckily this girl was cautious and didn’t make the first move!"

While Ji Huo’er might be impulsive, she was not stupid.

"Idiot!" Qinchuan disdainfully glanced at the blood-strewn sky and the shattered remains of Xiao Changtian: "Little ability, but no shortage of boldness."

No sooner had Qinchuan spoken than a mournful and furious shout erupted from behind him.

"How dare you, who are you to show such disrespect to our Shadowless Tower’s Saint Heir!"

Xiao Changfeng had entered the Spirit Martial Great Tomb with Qinchuan and others some months ago, and during this time in the secret realm, he had survived countless assaults by Yin Spirits and fierce beasts, almost at his limit.

Now, his brother Xiao Changtian had suddenly appeared with the Shadowless Tower’s multitude of geniuses to rescue him and save his life.

Only then did he learn from his brother that the news of a Spiritual Treasure appearing in the Spirit Martial Great Tomb had spread throughout Great Yan and there were even rumors that it was connected to an ancient deity.

Countless clans and holy sites had already sent gifted disciples to contend for the Spiritual Treasure of the ancient deity.

The Spirit Martial Great Tomb was now gathering numerous gifted disciples.

The two brothers had lofty ambitions, intent on taking the Shadowless Tower to new heights. Coming across such an opportunity, they naturally would not miss it and came with great aspirations toward the central area of the Spirit Martial Secret Realm.

As soon as the people from Shadowless Tower entered this area, they discovered the headless ancient corpse.

Initially, Xiao Changtian had no thoughts about the headless ancient corpse, except Xiao Changfeng had commented, "That headless body, even when slain, can’t rest in peace, ceaselessly banging on the city walls—it’s really annoying."

Afterward, Xiao Changtian became enraged and decided to smash the ancient corpse.

However, what Xiao Changfeng never expected was for Xiao Changtian to be killed in return by the ancient corpse.

As he was filled with regret and anger, he then heard someone insulting his brother.

That led to the scene just prior.