Immortal and Martial Dual Cultivation Chapter 795: Boasting Shamelessly

Chapter 795: Boasting Shamelessly

The paG.o.da image shattered, and Xiao Chen’s body tumbled in s.p.a.ce a few times. He vomited large amounts of blood as he continued heading for the King Grade wars.h.i.+p.

“You run rather fast.”

A sullen voice came from behind Xiao Chen. A blurry, dark figure with black chains wrapped around its four limbs appeared in the distance.

A horrifying aura came from the dark figure, imposing enormous pressure. This was someone that Xiao Chen had absolutely no way of handling.

“Hu chi!” A fiery light suddenly flew in front of Xiao Chen. When it arrived, it blocked an incoming attack on him.

The light turned out to be the Heavenly Battle Palace’s Palace Master, Elder Bai. He held a sword in his hand that was completely scarlet. Flames surrounded it as he chopped at the strange black figure.

“Bang!”

This sword strike hacked the black figure that made it hard for Xiao Chen to breathe. Flames flared, looking extremely resplendent in the starry heavens.

Xiao Chen had landed on the King Grade wars.h.i.+p’s deck before he clearly saw what that black figure was—an utterly black Demonic Corpse with a body like that of Frost Iron and no signs of lifeforce.

Far behind the Demonic Corpse, a Corpse Race old man holding a long whip and Elder Bai were at a standoff.

When the Corpse Race old man saw Elder Bai appear, he frowned heavily. Here is a grandmaster-level Martial Sage that has comprehended a will. This is rather problematic.

The old man swung his whip and, like magic, the Demonic Corpse with chains wound around its limbs quickly flew back to stand guard in front of him.

With a close look, one would discover on the chest of the Demonic Corpse a one-meter-long gash that would not heal no matter what was tried. Disgusting liquid flowed out nonstop from the wound.

This Elder Bai’s attack from earlier inflicted this wound.

“Scram, you human-not-human, ghost-not-ghost thing,” Elder Bai said discourteously.

Elder Bai felt extreme disgust at the Corpse Race. His expression became frighteningly sullen at the sight of that Demonic Corpse.

When the Corpse Race old man heard that, he raged in his heart. However, when he felt the formless light from the will of flames and the thousands of Heavenly Sage Laws behind Elder Bai, he swallowed back his words and did not dare to say too much.

Elder Bai was a grandmaster-level Martial Sage. Furthermore, he comprehended his will of fire to sixty percent. He would not fear anyone but experts at quasi-Emperor and above.

The Corpse Race cultivator seemed to have received a voice projection. He said coldly, “Give your sect’s junior a reminder never to leave the Tianwu Domain.”

After the Corpse Race old man spoke, his figure flashed. He picked up the Demonic Corpse and prepared to return.

“Shamelessly boasting!” Elder Bai shouted angrily and brought out the full might of the will of fire. As his Heavenly Sage Laws danced, he sent a three-hundred-meter-tall screen of flaming swords gus.h.i.+ng forward like a vast river.

This development startled that Corpse Race old man. Elder Bai attacked using his full power. He clearly intended to kill that Corpse Race cultivator.

“Save me!”

“Rumble…!”

The dust cloud in s.p.a.ce parted, and a black palace drawn by three colossal Corpse Dragons slowly appeared. Then, a black-robed old man emerged from the palace.

The black-robed old man flew forward and sent out a corpse fire filled with the will of death that silently negated Elder Bai’s screen of flaming swords.

“Our Corpse G.o.d Palace already admitted to our junior being less skilled in the exchange. Why the need to be so overbearing?”

Elder Bai squinted and noticed on the chest of the black robes golden embroidery depicting a small corpse seated cross-legged.

His eyes flickered with light, but in the end, he just snorted coldly and turned around to leave.

Both sides feared each other, not daring to make any big moves. The chaos that arose from the Flame Crystal Rocks settled down in such a manner, with both sides leaving.

“Palace Master, why did they abandon the Death Throne and just let us go?”

The two Vice Palace Masters felt it was strange, so they asked about it. The Death Throne was a treasure left behind by the ancient Evil King. Furthermore, it was very compatible with the Corpse Race’s cultivation of the way of death.

Elder Bai said somberly, “There are probably some tricks left in that Death Throne. Xiao Chen, you best be wary when you place your imprint on the Death Throne.”

Xiao Chen nodded to indicate that he understood. Back when he placed his imprint on the Ma.s.sacre Throne, he nearly sank into the depravity of ma.s.sacre, unable to recover from that. Even without Elder Bai’s reminder, he already knew that he had to be cautious with the Death Throne.

Suddenly, a disciple on the deck pointed to the front and shouted in astonishment, “What is that?!”

Xiao Chen looked in the direction where that disciple pointed and saw a completely pure-white palanquin draped with white veils floating in a ghostly manner in the distance. Just one glance of it was terrifying.

Only with a careful inspection would one discover that it was not flying on its own automatically. Instead, eight green spirits carrying the palanquin were quickly running in s.p.a.ce.

“Eight Ghost Palanquin! It is an expert of the Ghost Race!”

“They are chasing the Corpse Dragon Wars.h.i.+p.”

Elder Bai did not seem to have good impressions of the Corpse Race and Ghost Race. He said with loathing in his voice, “There is no need to care about them. Just let those dogs fight each other.”

The Corpse Race and Ghost Race both comprehended the way of death. One collected the corpses of the dead while the other collected the souls of the dead. The directions they developed in were totally different, and they were inimical to each other.

As such, wars often broke out between the two. Such matters were uncountable. Hence, the three Elders did not feel surprised at this ghost palanquin’s sudden appearance.

However, Xiao Chen was quite interested in the ghost palanquin, so he pursued it from a long distance with his Spiritual Sense.

If his guess was correct, the master of the Corpse Dragon Wars.h.i.+p temporarily gave up on the Death Throne because of the ghost palanquin following behind.

Suddenly, a crack opened between the veils of the ghost palanquin. Xiao Chen could clearly see the appearances of the people in the ghost palanquin and could not help but be startled. He took an involuntary step back.

A female ghost sat inside. This ghost had a long hanging tongue and eyeless sockets showing just black holes. She also bled from the seven orifices of her face.

When Xiao Chen looked carefully, he discovered that it was just an illusion. The female ghost disappeared, and a pale-skinned girl with a cold appearance smiled at him meaningfully before closing the veils back up.

This girl wore a bright red dress, and her skin was as white as snow. She had long hair cascading down her head and shoulders like a waterfall. Her cold and expressionless face looked startlingly beautiful. However, she gave off an impression of lethargy.

He could best summarize this mysterious Ghost Race girl with one word—shocking.

Did she notice the Death Throne in my hand?

Xiao Chen took a few steps back. His heart could not calm down. Such a huge contrast startled him badly.

“Xiao Chen, are you alright?”

The person who spoke was Cui Hao. Earlier, Xiao Chen saved him in battle. Cui Hao was not a narrow-minded person in the first place. With his grat.i.tude now, his reservations about Xiao Chen had mostly disappeared.

Xiao Chen recovered his wits and smiled. “I’m fine. My foot slipped.”

Elder Bai, who was in front, turned his head and looked meaningfully at Xiao Chen. He muttered, “Come with me.”

Xiao Chen felt thoroughly exposed with that glance. He struggled with some apprehension for a bit before following Elder Bai. They entered the s.h.i.+p’s hold and kept walking until they reached the top floor of the wars.h.i.+p.

The top floor had windows on all sides. When looking around, no matter from what direction, one could take in the charms of the infinite starry heavens.

“Have a seat. This old man apologizes on behalf of the two Vice Palace Masters for causing you to reveal the secret of the Ma.s.sacre Throne,” Elder Bai said sincerely.

Elder Bai extended his hand in a gesture of invitation. Earlier, he had noticed Xiao Chen’s unwillingness to leave the wars.h.i.+p. In hindsight, he understood the real reason for Xiao Chen’s hesitation.

Xiao Chen sat down and said, “Palace Master is too polite. Fortune and disaster are hard to predict. This junior also did not suffer any loss. The injuries I bear are acceptable, and I even obtained the Death Throne. Although this incident was dangerous, it was a fortuitous encounter for me.”

Elder Bai sighed gently and smiled bitterly. “You are oversimplifying this. This was not a fortuitous encounter but a calamity. It is a huge calamity.

“The Evil King was a famous Sovereign Emperor of the Ancient Era. Even grandmaster-level Martial Sages would be interested in the thrones he left behind. If I did not see wrong earlier, that Ghost Race girl in the white palanquin also noticed you.

“The two groups must have some important matters at hand. Once they have dealt with it, they will definitely send the experts of their Races to come to obtain the Death Throne and Ma.s.sacre Throne.”

When the scarlet throne emerged despite his efforts, Xiao Chen already guessed that such a thing would happen. He already antic.i.p.ated what Elder Bai a.n.a.lyzed, but he listened quietly anyway.

“After we return to the Supreme Sky Star, I will seek the Sect Master for a will clone for you. It can save your life at a crucial moment.”

Indeed, the Supreme Sky Sect would not stand by idly and watch the situation unfold. Xiao Chen performed a cupped-fist salute and said, “Many thanks, Elder Bai.”

Elder Bai smiled gently and said, “Perhaps I might have exaggerated the matter. Even if the Ghost Race and Corpse Race know that you have two thrones, they might not spread the news.”

Both races would want the thrones for themselves. If they let other experts know, the difficulty of obtaining the thrones for themselves would increase.

Xiao Chen thought about the girl in that Eight Ghost Palanquin. He asked, “Palace Master, what is the background of that girl in the Eight Ghost Palanquin? The two Vice Palace Masters seemed shocked at seeing it.”

Elder Bai thought for a while before replying, “That white palanquin looks ordinary, but it is actually a renowned Secret Treasure of the Ghost Race. Its owner is the Ghost Empress Xi Xun, a Martial Emperor expert.

“The person in the palanquin should be her descendant or disciple. This girl’s talent is definitely high for her to let this girl use this Secret Treasure.”

As the two chatted, Elder Bai explained more about the Ghost Race and Corpse Race to Xiao Chen.

In terms of power, the Ghost Race and Corpse Race were far ahead of the other major races.

However, the two races cultivate the great Dao of death. One stole souls and the other robbed graves. Both were heaven-defying actions, so the two races could not increase their numbers significantly.

The distribution of factions in the Ghost Domain and the Corpse Domain was not as complicated as in the Tianwu Domain and the Fiend Domain. They each had only one central sect—the Spirit Palace and the Corpse G.o.d Palace, respectively.

Although the sects still had factions within themselves, compared to the Fiend Race and humans, they were on much better terms with each other and were much less complicated.

The two races usually maintained a very low profile. Of the two, the Ghost Race was more mysterious. Ghost Race cultivators were naturally born with Yinyang eyes. They could see ghosts and spirits that the physical eyes could not see.