Corpse Recovery Diver-Chapter 1111 - 200:

A patch of red appeared on the giant eye, and the red quickly seeped into the gaps, filling them.

The size of the giant eye instantly doubled, as if a mere blink could crush the people inside.

The old Taoist slammed his horsetail whisk into the ground.

Countless white hairs spread from the whisk, instantly covering the entire Array.

Zhen Sha'an's chest caved in, his body hunched over, and he finally fell to his knees, thinking: If this person were alive, how terrifying would he be?

Xu Zhenrong's hands formed a Seal, and her mask flew off, revealing an exquisite face.

The mask transformed into seven masks of different colors, then dispersed on its own.

"Buzz!" "Buzz!" "Buzz!"

Without the shelter of the whisk, various colored masks alternated on the old Taoist's face like chains bound to it.

Li Zhiyuan: Did she hide something?

No, this must be an extension based on the Nuo Puppetry Technique; this idea must be recorded.

Li Zhiyuan now kind of liked this underground vantage point; it's close but free from the repercussions of battle.

Besides, whether it's Yu Cangsheng or the other two, in life they were outstanding; in death, their discoveries here are even more valuable.

Just like Yu Xuzi in the past, contemplating detailed insights into his Array from within it.

The effects of the mask are indeed significant, as the half-faced person at the top of the tower begins to sway, with the bell in his mouth nearly deflating.

Yet he forcibly steadied his mind.

Below, the old Taoist placed his hands in front of himself in a virtual grip, then suddenly pulled to the sides.

Masks successively appeared only to be torn apart in succession.

A crack appeared at Xu Zhenrong's brow and extended downward, splitting her face vertically, more horrifying was the cut in consciousness.

Gone was her initial elegance; now she waved her hands and feet in a frantic scream.

Li Zhiyuan noticed her hand gestures; she was deducing quickly.

The young man also noted the previous mask split into seven, but only six landed on the old Taoist's face and were torn.

One mask was missing.

Li Zhiyuan immediately looked at where Yu Miaomiao was, realizing the purpose of the three.

Indeed, it was a perfect cooperation; they could have captured it smoothly, but they chose the most secure way.

After so many years trapped in death's constraints, they waited patiently for this one chance; failure was not an option.

Lying on the ground, Yu Cangsheng's eyes filled with a swirl of gray and white.

Yu Miaomiao felt the control from before surge back strong.

As Yu Cangsheng was in poor condition, this control gave Yu Miaomiao slightly more time to react.

Yu Miaomiao did not use this time to resist nor do other things, she just stood dumbly still, consumed by sheer astonishment and fear.

She worried that once Yu Cangsheng controlled her body again, he'd notice the changes in her body; though she hid it, she knew she couldn't escape his eye.

As a "person" of the Yu Family, he understood the transformations of demon beasts all too well.

Once he discovered her actions, he'd know what she intended to do.

However, Yu Cangsheng merely used Yu Family skill to control Yu Miaomiao, then immediately relinquished it.

He did this solely to clear obstacles around Yu Miaomiao and give Xu Zhenrong an opportunity.

The last purple mask appeared on Yu Miaomiao's face.

In an instant, Yu Miaomiao became Xu Zhenrong's puppet.

Meanwhile, Xu Zhenrong completed her deduction of the black-skirted woman's sword techniques.

Yu Miaomiao brandished the treasure sword, creating sword flowers.

The next moment, she appeared behind the old Taoist.

With a thrust, she stabbed the sword into the old Taoist's chest.

The scene plunged into silence.

Actually, when Xu Zhenrong arrived, combined with Yu Cangsheng's abilities, they could have manipulated Yu Miaomiao from the start to bring "Black Skirt Girl" back.

With the black-skirted woman's addition plus the three of them, they could significantly dominate the scene.

Yet they used the cruelest of costs to prepare for the most opportune time to strike, imploring it to be fatal!

The old Taoist's chest began to cave in, pus bursting wildly.

At the top of the tower, the half-faced person opened his mouth, letting out a painful wail, as if his strength was drained instantly, collapsing into a weary sit.

He found it all too unreal, experiencing a fragmented dreamlike awareness.

Is this the cost of breaking rules?

Then what would your cost be?

Kneeling on the ground, Zhen Sha'an chuckled, "Hehehe..."

The beautiful face of Xu Zhenrong, segmenting and falling away, laughed more wantonly, "Hahaha..."

Lying on the ground, his body filled with fragmented bones, Yu Cangsheng too let out a smile.

The obstacles swept away, the opportunity now lay as an offering on the table, free for any to take; despite his dislike for the current Yu Family and even more disdain for Yu Miaomiao now, he had no other choice but to hope through her, infusing the family with a new future.

Even if predominately beast-oriented, at least a more generous circumstance permits Yu Family "people" to exist, helping alleviate the clash between human and beast.

Yu Cangsheng lifted his remaining half-hand to his throat and spoke:

"Yu Miaomiao, next you just need to..."

Yu Miaomiao's mask vanished, regaining control of her body.

She immediately let go of the sword hilt, then demon energy burst from her whole being, pouncing fiercely at Yu Cangsheng.

This time, she exerted herself fully!

Yu Cangsheng widened his eyes, gray and white resumed gathering.

Initially, he could have been on time if Yu Miaomiao hadn't turned into a Corpse Demon.

In fact, even transformed into a Corpse Demon, he was still timely.

When Yu Miaomiao appeared in front of him, raising a claw to strike down viciously.

Yu Cangsheng successfully controlled Yu Miaomiao once more.

But her sharp claws were already unstoppable, continuing downward with inertia.

Yu Cangsheng's chest had already caved in and was damaged during previous hits, presently almost defenseless.

Cat claws pierced through indistinct flesh, further shattering A Yuan's heart!

"Bang!"

Perceiving this fatal strike, Yu Cangsheng laboriously lifted his head slightly from the ground, gazing at Yu Miaomiao with disbelief.

He hadn't anticipated such an outcome; he had explicitly told her numerous times about granting her and the Yu Family immense opportunities; clearly, he removed the last obstacle; she simply had to follow his instructions, enter the tower, and obtain blessings that ensured her prominence...

But why?

Having just reinstated control, he had to disrupt it now, and Yu Miaomiao regained her freedom again.

She withdrew her hand from A Yuan's chest, clasping a lump of heart fragments, she lowered her head, revealing long sharp fangs; a lengthy tongue emerged, rolling half of the fragments into her mouth.

The girl knew A Yuan's mind was merely a dish, while the most precious essence was his heart, as the soul's core, too, resided within.

Her grasped fragments were the perfect supplement, aiding a Corpse Demon transformation.

She felt this was her great opportunity today.

As she chewed, blood continuously flowed down the corners of her mouth, painting a sinister, eerie grin.

"Hehehe..." Yu Miaomiao joined in the laughter.

You three have all laughed just now; now, it's my turn.

Confidently, she asked Yu Cangsheng ahead:

"How about it, didn't see it coming, did you?"

Consumed with the last of his strength, Yu Cangsheng uttered two words, leaving his final sound in the world:

"Fool..."