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Chapter 1507 - Corpse Refiner

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Chapter 1507 - Corpse Refiner

After the vengeful dead became the walking dead, there was already no use discussing “proper burials.”

The only way to get rid of them was to obliterate them. Although this would only intensify the lingering resentment hovering around Spirit City, there was no other option.

“Although that Third Highness of yours appears not to have followed regulations, no matter how I look at it, it seems someone behind the scenes arranged this on purpose.” The Fox Empress, Su Qingyan, walked over, her hands stirring up the air.

With every movement, the other great emperors saw vague hints of something sticky. She was mixing it up, creating ripple after ripple.

It was pure resentment, so concentrated, it had become a liquid.

“The resentment here is far too deep. If they’d simply looted and burned the corpses, it wouldn’t be this severe. It seems someone’s been deliberately nurturing this resentment.”

“I know that.” Great Emperor Bi’an snorted. Inwardly, he naturally blamed his Third Highness. That was inevitable!

Regardless of whether someone was manipulating things from behind the scenes or deliberately fostering the victims’ lingering resentment, if the Third Highness had just followed orders and given the victims a proper burial, the resentment would have faded over time, despite this unknown evildoer’s best efforts.

That was because the dead were already dead. Their resentment was a remnant created the moment they died; they couldn’t give rise to new resentment.

The Four Directions Palace had committed a grave error. There was no way around that. But of course, there was absolutely no way he’d let the man behind the scenes off.

The Third Highness and his subordinates had committed a grave error, but even if they’d done something worse, their punishment and their fates should have been up to Bi’an to decide.

Whoever was behind this, he’d suċkėd their souls dry. The Third Highness had disappeared, his life and death unknown. To Bi’an, this was an unbearable, unforgivable provocation!


A streak of starlight shot past, and the Lord of the Big Dipper, Ye Rong, landed before the other great emperors.

“Whoever did this, they’ve been very careful. I couldn’t locate him, not even after consulting the starry sky,” said Ye Rong. “But I could roughly determine that these walking corpses have no souls. Most likely, that person ripped their souls away. If I’m not mistaken, he’s a corpse cultivator!”

“A corpse refiner?” asked Xu Qingyan.

The great emperors’ narrowed their eyes. There were all kinds of cultivators. Among the various paths were the G.o.dly, the demonic, and the yao.

These were all standard, ordinary cultivation paths, the mainstream methods of the Upper Three Realms.

But there were countless variations, and among them was one particularly nefarious cultivation method. It was the very “corpse refining” Empress Su Qingyan had mentioned: the path of corpses.

People who practiced this refined corpses, then controlled them, using them in battle.

The dead ought to be respected!

People like this, people who wouldn’t even let the dead rest in peace, were detested everywhere they went. This was true of G.o.ds, but also of demons and yao!

“Well, he chose a good location, at least.” Xuan Ji smiled, but it didn’t reach her eyes. For a corpse refiner, in recent history, there were few places better than Spirit City.

“Aunty, in that case, I’m afraid I don’t quite understand.” Pu Jingwan suddenly scratched her head. All the great emperors knew she was Ye Zichen’s bodyguard, and her cultivation was on par with theirs. Naturally, when she arrived at Spirit City, they invited her to join them.

“Ask away,” said Ye Rong.

“Actually, I’ve heard a bit about corpse refiners too, and I know they refine corpse puppets to increase their cultivation, or for their own use. But looking at the situation around us, the corpse refiner in question doesn’t seem to be manipulating those corpses at all,” said Pu Jingwan.

“Spirit City was once home to over one hundred million cultivators, and over ten million died in the blast. Look at the corpses. Do you see even a million of them?” asked Ye Rong.

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Pu Jingwan shook her head.

“Who?” Ye Rong hadn’t been in the G.o.d Realm long, and many of its secrets were unfamiliar to her.

The others had all been here much longer. As soon as Chao Feng brought up that incident, Bi’an, Xuan Ji, and Su Qingyan knit their brows.

“Are you talking about him?” asked Bi’an.

Chao Feng said nothing, but he nodded. Ye Rong glanced at Xuan Ji, and instantly received a divine sense transmission explaining the situation.

After processing this new information, Ye Rong’s expression was grave.

Time pa.s.sed.

This incident had come suddenly, so there weren’t many members of the Four Directions Palace present.

Destroying every last walking corpse took half a day.

Soon, the ground was littered with corpses. The towering, lingering resentment in the air was so intense, even the great emperors felt a painful p.r.i.c.kling sensation.

“Turtle Chancellor!” Bi’an let out a low shout, and a turtle-sh.e.l.led elder rushed over. He’d been Bi’an’s confidant for over ten thousand years, and in the Four Directions Palace, his authority was second only to Bi’an himself.

Bi’an had called him over to have him investigate the corpse refiner’s ident.i.ty.

But before he could give his orders...

“F*ck! F*ck! F*ck!” They heard a series of curses overhead. The great emperors turned to look at the source of the noise and saw Ye Zichen, jumping up and down like a monkey with its buŧŧ on fire. A hundred-foot-tall head was chasing after him, relentlessly attempting to bite his buŧŧ!

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