Nine Nether Heavenly Emperor-Chapter 800 - 788: Black Wooden Coffin

"However, we should not meddle in such disputes. Qingchuan, when the time comes, reveal your identity and demand they hand over all the corpses from Ten Thousand Swords Manor. If they dare not comply, then there’s no need for the Corpse Control Sect to exist!"

Shi Feng said coldly.

In the Western Region of the Tianheng Continent, there was a sect that practiced the art of Corpse Control, known as the Corpse Control Sect. This Sect liked to collect the bodies of Martial Artists and refine them using secret techniques, turning them into puppet-like walking corpses, controlled by them, similar to the Yin Corpses!

"Corpse Profound Sect, Corpse Control Sect, dammit, recently, I’ve been dealing with these corpse manipulators," Shi Feng said.

"But the Corpse Profound Sect is somewhat different from this Corpse Control Sect," Luo Qingchuan said. "The Corpse Profound Sect can be described as a group of extremely cold-hearted, even perverse individuals who refine their own bodies into corpse forms. It is rumored that at the ultimate peak, one can achieve immortality!"

Luo Qingchuan’s Northern Undying Mountain, after all, was a force from the North Domain, just like Corpse Profound Sect, so he had some understanding of them.

"Immortality?" Shi Feng murmured. That time, after he had annihilated the Corpse Profound Sect, he later heard that some ancestor of Corpse Profound, a figure rumored from over three thousand years ago, had appeared, the founding master of the Corpse Profound Sect.

In the world of Martial Arts, there are myriad paths, and each leads to the peak. However, if one has to refine into a body that is neither human nor ghost, even if one steps into the realm of God, what’s the point?

"Young Master Feng, that’s the Corpse Control Sect." At that moment, Luo Qingchuan pointed to a mountain gate far in the distance below them and said to Shi Feng.

"Hmm! Let’s go down."

After speaking, Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan dove down, descending toward the Corpse Control Sect, quickly arriving before the mountain gate.

"Who are you, and what is your business at the Corpse Control Sect!"

At the mountain gate of the Corpse Control Sect, there were dozens of disciples guarding it. One of the disciples saw Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan arriving and called out.

Luo Qingchuan scanned the young Martial Artists in front of him and proudly said, "I am Luo Qingchuan of the Northern Undying Mountain. I have urgent matters to discuss. Summon your Sect Master Yuf Ming to meet me."

"Undying Mountain’s Luo Qingchuan!" The disciple, who had spoken earlier, upon hearing Luo Qingchuan reveal his identity, had a slight change in his expression, not just him, but the other Corpse Control Sect disciples as well.

It seemed that the name of Luo Qingchuan of Undying Mountain was well-known to these people, as he was the first strongest man under the heavens back in the day and one of the seven disciples of Emperor Nine Nether.

Moreover, their Corpse Control Sect was once an affiliated sect of Ten Thousand Swords Manor.

"You... please wait a moment, I’ll go in and report," said that disciple, speaking again.

But this time, his tone was much more polite.

"Go on," said Luo Qingchuan.

That disciple of Corpse Control Sect immediately turned around and flew rapidly into the sect.

Seeing that the disciple had gone in to report, Shi Feng and Luo Qingchuan waited at the entrance of the mountain gate.

..

In a dark and damp underground chamber, filled with a chilling aura and packed densely with tens of thousands of black wooden coffins, stood a young man in black brocade robes with a pale face, a hooked nose, and eagle-like eyes, standing at the center of these coffins, his gaze sweeping faintly around.

This person was none other than Yuf Ming, the Sect Master of the Corpse Control Sect, an absolute genius and a formidable force who, at the mere age of thirty-two, had entered the Realm of Five-star Martial Emperor.

"Ten Thousand Swords Manor, it no longer exists! This region, from now on, will be under my command! Those who follow me shall prosper, those who oppose me shall perish!" Yuf Ming stared at the black wooden coffins and coldly said. 𝑓𝘳𝑒𝑒𝓌𝘦𝘣𝘯ℴ𝑣𝘦𝑙.𝘤𝑜𝑚

"Yun Yimeng, you must definitely be dead!"

A few days ago, the Demon Race clashed with the Ten Thousand Swords Manor, destroying it, and the bodies of those from the Ten Thousand Swords Manor were within these black wood coffins.

Each of these black wood coffins was made from a unique material and embedded with the secret techniques passed down through the generations by the Corpse Control Sect, capable of refining corpses into puppets that they could manipulate.

"Sect Master!" Just at this moment, a Corpse Control Sect Elder, who had just been supervising disciples tallying bodies, came forward to report to Yuf Ming, "We have checked these bodies three times now. The important figures from Ten Thousand Swords Manor are all here, but Yun Yimeng’s body is not."

"Really not there? Could it be that Yun Yimeng has not died yet?" Yuf Ming said coldly upon hearing the elder’s report.

If he wanted to dominate the regional powers, the life and death of Yun Yimeng were key. If Yun Yimeng was not dead, how could he feel at ease, how could he secure his position as the supreme ruler?

Everyone in this region knew of Yun Yimeng’s strength.

Understanding what Yuf Ming was thinking, the Elder opened his mouth to comfort him:

"Perhaps the Demon Race has already smashed Yun Yimeng into pieces, or maybe, his body was taken by those demons to worship their deceased Demon Emperor, especially since Yun Yimeng was a disciple of Emperor Nine Nether."

"I need to see him alive or see his corpse dead. Without seeing Yun Yimeng’s body, without confirming his death, I cannot rest easy," Yuf Ming said coldly.

Since five hundred years ago, the Corpse Control Sect had always been under the control of Ten Thousand Swords Manor, and with each generation, the power of Ten Thousand Swords Manor grew stronger, making it impossible for them to rebel.

This generation had produced an exceptional genius, Yuf Ming, from the Corpse Control Sect.

But from Ten Thousand Swords Manor, an even more monstrous genius emerged, Yun Yimeng.

"Report, Sect Master, outside the mountain gate, a man claiming to be Luo Qingchuan of Northern Undying Mountain seeks an audience!" Just then, a young voice suddenly resounded below the ground.

Hearing this voice, hearing the name mentioned by the disciple, Yuf Ming furrowed his brows and said, "Luo Qingchuan of Northern Undying Mountain? One of the seven disciples of Emperor Nine Nether, Yun Yimeng’s senior!"

Following that, Yuf Ming’s gaze swept over the densely packed black wooden coffins once again.

"This Luo Qingchuan must have come for the bodies of these people from Ten Thousand Swords Manor," the Corpse Control Sect Elder said.

"Hmm, certainly so!" Yuf Ming snorted and continued, "Even though Yun Yimeng’s body is not here, these bodies are still of great use to us, and there is no way they can be taken back."

Yuf Ming’s tone was resolute.

"How should we deal with this Luo Qingchuan? I heard that among the disciples of Emperor Nine Nether, although Luo Qingchuan is the weakest, his fellow seniors are not to be trifled with!

Ignoring Yun Yimeng, whose life or death is unknown, just those three people, Death Emperor Lingg Yefeng, Emperor Xiaoyao Mo Xiaoyao, and City Lord Leng Aoyue of Heavenly Desolation, any one of them could exterminate our entire Corpse Control Sect!" the Corpse Control Sect Elder said anxiously.

"Then! Then let this Luo Qingchuan stay forever in our Corpse Profound Sect!" The face of Yuf Ming, the Sect Master of the Corpse Control Sect, showed a ruthless expression, and a fierce glint flashed through his eagle-like piercing eyes!