Chapter 498: Ancestor

Ink Painting used divine sense to communicate with the Spirit Hub Array, controlling the Corpse King. He instantly perceived that within the Corpse King, three distinct dominant powers coexisted.

One power used the control corpse bell as a medium, a method commonly used by corpse cultivators.

Another power centered around the Spirit Hub Evil Array, a method of controlling corpses through the evil array.

And the third power was established by Ink Painting himself, the orthodox first-grade twelve-pattern Spirit Hub Absolute Array spirit control method.

These three powers formed a triangular situation, conflicting with each other. In a short time, none of them could completely control the Corpse King.

Ink Painting was a bit disappointed.

He had originally planned to thoroughly control the Corpse King, control all the Iron Corpses, directly collaborate with Zhang Quan, kill Lu Chengyun, and then turn around and kill Zhang Quan.

Killing with a borrowed knife, one "corpse" for two lives.

But now with the three powers divided, Ink Painting had no confidence that he could suppress the control corpse bell and the Spirit Hub Evil Array and completely dominate the Corpse King in a short time.

However, this was also within his expectations.

Ink Painting did not forcibly urge the array to dominate the Corpse King.

Failing to succeed in one strike and failing to kill Lu Chengyun would easily alert the enemy and expose the means he had left on the Corpse King.

The Corpse King could not be controlled, but the Iron Corpses could.

He and Lu Chengyun were the same; they began by indirectly controlling the Iron Corpses through the Corpse King.

Inside the altar, there were a total of twenty-four Iron Corpses.

Zhang Quan dominated eleven, and Lu Chengyun dominated thirteen.

And Ink Painting, relying on the Spirit Hub Array on the Corpse King's heart pulse, stealthily converted a part of the Iron Corpses controlled by Zhang Quan and Lu Chengyun to his own side.

Ink Painting's methods were obscure.

Lu Chengyun and Zhang Quan were in a deadly battle, so they completely failed to discover that some of the Iron Corpses under their command had already "rebelled."

Below the altar, within the Ten Thousand Corpses Array.

Lu Chengyun held the upper hand, beating Zhang Quan back step by step.

Zhang Quan struggled to support himself, his body injuries gradually worsening, and the Iron Corpses he controlled also showed signs of decline.

Lu Chengyun sneered and began to control the Iron Corpses, surrounding and attacking Zhang Quan together with himself. He had to kill Zhang Quan to eliminate future troubles!

Zhang Quan must die!

In this world, the only person who could control the Corpse King was himself!

Lu Chengyun's eyes were filled with a strong cold light, and the power of his sword light greatly increased.

Zhang Quan, after corpse transformation, had copper skin and iron bones and barely blocked several sword strikes, but he was still pierced through his left shoulder by one sword. In pain, he exposed a flaw and was hit flying by another Iron Corpse's punch, falling to the ground.

Lu Chengyun pointed from a distance, controlling the Iron Corpses to surround and kill Zhang Quan.

Zhang Quan struggled to get up, but it was already too late. He could only barely shake the bell and call several Iron Corpses to protect himself.

But he had lost a lot of blood, and his injuries were also severe. He only managed to call four Iron Corpses, which were fundamentally unable to block the more than ten Iron Corpses under Lu Chengyun's command.

Lu Chengyun's calm eyes contained killing intent.

The Iron Corpses under his command had a great surge of bloodthirsty intent and rushed straight towards Zhang Quan.

Several of them were blocked by Zhang Quan's Iron Corpses and tore and bit each other, while the remaining ones rushed to Zhang Quan's face, with ferocious expressions, and opened their blood basin mouths towards him.

"You want to die!"

Zhang Quan's heart was about to split.

Facing death, he exhausted all his strength, swung his palm, struck back one Iron Corpse, and then flipped his body to kick away another Iron Corpse.

But the other several Iron Corpses had already pounced near his face, grabbed his four limbs, embedded their long sharp claws in the flesh of his four limbs, and held him tightly.

Another Iron Corpse's hand claws grew violently, emanating sinister corpse poison, and went straight for Zhang Quan's heart pulse.

If this claw went down, piercing his heart pulse, he would undoubtedly die!

Zhang Quan's eyes were about to burst, but no matter how he struggled, he was powerless.

Just as he was in extreme panic, the sharp claws of the Iron Corpse that wanted to take his life suddenly stopped.

The tip of the sharp claws was only a millimeter away from his chest.

He could even feel the sharp, ice-cold, decayed dead intent.

Zhang Quan was stunned.

Lu Chengyun was also startled.

What happened?

Lost control?

Zhang Quan, after the disaster, his soul just settled, only then discovered that not only the Iron Corpse in front of his eyes, but also several nearby Iron Corpses, all stopped moving.

Although he didn't know why, Zhang Quan still felt like a heavy burden had been lifted. He immediately got up, retreated several big steps, and left the Iron Corpses' encirclement.

Lu Chengyun frowned.

He moved his divine thought and began to control the Iron Corpses again.

This time, the Iron Corpses still moved according to his thoughts, with no abnormality.

"What happened..."

Control conflict, or does the array have a leak?

Lu Chengyun couldn't figure it out, so he suppressed the doubt in his heart. The urgent matter now was still to kill Zhang Quan first.

Lu Chengyun again controlled the Iron Corpses, and began to surround and kill Zhang Quan.

But the subsequent events were still beyond his expectation.

Every time the Iron Corpses were about to take Zhang Quan's life, they would always delay for a moment, allowing Zhang Quan to escape.

After several times, Zhang Quan also reacted.

These Iron Corpses were holding back!

Why?

Why did they leave him alive every time he fell into a desperate situation?

Zhang Quan frowned and thought deeply, then suddenly realized.

He understood!

There was only one reason why the Iron Corpses would leave him alive at the critical moment:

It was the ancestor!

In the darkness, the ancestor was helping him!

Zhang Quan's mind turned quickly.

This Corpse King was nurtured day and night through sacrifice and refinement, using the Zhang family's town clan Bronze Coffin and the Zhang family ancestor's refining corpse method.

Now, this Lu Chengyun wanted to use the Zhang family's corpse to kill him, a descendant of the Zhang family.

The ancestor's spirit in heaven could not bear to see it, so they only helped him a little at the moment his life was hanging by a thread, leaving a trace of incense fire for the Zhang family.

Zhang Quan was endlessly grateful, and immediately knelt down to the sky and bowed, knocking several loud heads, and said in a loud voice:

"Grand-disciple Zhang Quan, thank you ancestor!"

This kneeling also stunned Ink Painting.

He pondered for a moment, then came back to his senses, and couldn't help but curse inwardly: You shouldn't thank the ancestor, you should thank your "little" ancestor.

Lu Chengyun saw the situation, and his eyes also revealed fear. His heart was slightly cold: The Zhang family is indeed a family of refining corpses, they actually still have this kind of incredible means, they can borrow the ancestor to control Iron Corpses.

He hadn't even heard of it!

Since that's the case, Zhang Quan can't leave even more!

Lu Chengyun raised the fine sword in his hand, the sword light was like water, the waves were like curtains, and the spirit power was ruthless, and he killed Zhang Quan again.

Although Zhang Quan was still retreating continuously, his spirit was greatly shaken.

"Ancestor is helping me! I must not die!"

Indeed, his "ancestor" was protecting him with their spirit in heaven.

Every time his life was hanging by a thread and he was about to die, the Iron Corpses that were going to kill him would "get sick" and stall for a while on the spot.

Zhang Quan's face showed even more joy.

Lu Chengyun was a bit anxious, and was even more afraid of Zhang Quan's "ancestor."

He then did not rely on the Iron Corpses, but used his own Dao method and the superior sword weapon in his hand to gradually consume Zhang Quan, wanting to chop and kill Zhang Quan!

But he only focused on killing Zhang Quan, and unconsciously, he exposed a large flaw in his back.

Ink Painting's eyes lit up.

Now was the time!

He moved his divine sense, led the array hub, and at the same time, an Iron Corpse under Lu Chengyun's control suddenly "changed sides," its pupils shrank, its eyes showed blue light, and its sharp claws were like wind, fiercely digging towards Lu Chengyun's back.

This move was fast, accurate, ruthless, and extremely insidious.

The timing was also just right.

Lu Chengyun didn't expect it and fundamentally couldn't defend!

The Iron Corpse's sharp claws pierced his back, and the corpse claws suddenly inserted, then twisted, tearing his clothes and robe to pieces.

Ink Painting's plan succeeded, he squinted and smiled, but halfway through the smile, he sighed again, endlessly disappointed.

Lu Chengyun was sneak attacked by the Iron Corpse, and blood spurted from the corner of his mouth, but his body was not injured.

His back clothes and robe were torn to pieces, exposing the silver silk soft armor inside.

This silver silk soft armor was obviously also a superior spirit weapon.

The Iron Corpse's sharp claws could not break this piece of soft armor, could not injure Lu Chengyun's heart pulse, and only injured Lu Chengyun with its powerful force.

Lu Chengyun was also at the Foundation Building stage, and this kind of injury was nothing, much less a one-strike kill.

Ink Painting felt very sorry.

Lu Chengyun wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, and his heart was endlessly startled.

He almost capsized in the gutter!

If he didn't have this silver silk soft armor on his body, his back would have been pierced by the Iron Corpse's sharp claws, the corpse poison would have invaded his body, and he would have suffered the surrounding attack of Zhang Quan and the Iron Corpses. Today, perhaps he would have really had more bad luck than good luck!

His gaze was ruthless, and his hand was insidious!

This Zhang family ancestor, who didn't know if he was a person, a corpse, or a ghost, was indeed a ruthless character!

Or perhaps, the Zhang family's corpse control method had strange and unpredictable divine abilities?

A chilling cold intent seeped from the bottom of Lu Chengyun's heart.

He had to make a quick decision to avoid long nights and many dreams!

Lu Chengyun's expression was solemn, and he went all out, his sword light suddenly changed, and the color of his spirit power deepened, presenting a faint black-gray color.

Zhang Quan's expression changed when he heard it, "Lu family opening mountain sword method! You have actually cultivated it so deeply?"

Lu Chengyun smiled slightly, "You actually recognize this sword method?"

Zhang Quan's expression was solemn.

Lu Chengyun said indifferently:

"Opening mountain sword method... This is a superior Dao method I found from a jade slip buried with a Lu family elder when I dug up the Lu family ancestor's grave. I cultivated it bitterly for several decades..."

Lu Chengyun raised the long sword in his hand, and the sword energy split in the middle, swinging open to both sides, with a stern momentum, as if opening a mountain and leveling the plain.

Lu Chengyun said coldly: "Normally, to avoid others from discovering it, I never use this sword method. Today, you can die under this sword method, which is also considered a gift from me to you."

Zhang Quan's gaze turned cold, and he gritted his teeth and said:

"Good, let's see today, is your sword method powerful, or is my corpse method stronger!"

The momentum between the two people was like fire and water, both wanting to determine who was superior and who was inferior, and also decide life and death.

Ink Painting, however, couldn't listen anymore, and secretly cursed Zhang Quan in his heart: "Idiot, of course his sword method is powerful, what's so strong about your corpse method, you can't even beat my little senior brother..."

"Facing death, you still don't think about running, but are desperately fighting with people here."

"Others have used all their pressure box bottom sword methods, and you still don't know what you're doing, wanting to compare with him who is stronger. You are really rotten mud that cannot support the wall!"

"When he is accumulating strength for his sword, you should quickly run away, what are you pretending for?"

"Refining corpses all day, have you even refined your head stiff..."

Ink Painting, this "little ancestor," was disappointed in Zhang Quan and cursed him to the point of spraying dog blood over his head in his heart.

The second chapter will be a bit late.

I didn't sleep well last night, and the upstairs is renovating again today. It feels like an electric drill is drilling into my head, and my scalp is numb...

(End of this chapter)