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"Fellow Daoist, sorry to disturb you, but may I leave right this instant?"

Han Chao sensed the bone dragon’s strength, its Yin Sha aura was comparable to the peak of Foundation Establishment, and it would be difficult to slay it without causing a commotion.

Roar!

The bone dragon let out a piercing howl to the sky, its pupil’s ghostly flames flared wildly, and it wriggled out from a pile of corpses.

Its eight wings flapped, hurling the corpses on the ground into the air, and as the white bones fell like rain, the bone dragon soared upwards, opening its mouth to spray Green Poisonous Fire at Han Chao.

"What kind of monster is this?"

It was only then that Han Chao got a clear look at the full extent of the bone dragon: a dragon’s head, serpent’s body, five claws, and four pairs of wings sprouting from its back.

The creature’s body stretched over ten yards in length, half of it stark white bone and the other half rotting flesh. A massive hole in its chest allowed for a clear view of the withered, pitch-black organs inside.

Dodging the poisonous fire with flickering escape light, Han Chao did not entangle with the bone dragon but instead flew rapidly toward the east.

Roar! Roar! Roar...

The continuous wails of the bone dragon seemed to activate some kind of restriction, with the unceasing sound emerging from arbitrary corners of the battlefield.

All sorts of bizarre dragon corpses burrowed out from underground, circling over the battlefield.

At the same time.

Corpses that had been dead for who knows how long on the ground suddenly sprang to life, their skulls glowing with purple ghostly flames. They gathered antlers, claws, and teeth at random, assembling themselves into strange Corpse Demons.

Roar, roar, roar!

A Corpse Demon let out a ferocious roar, its head was that of a withered and rotten bovine demon, while its body was woven from thousands of ribs. It flailed about with several long and short, varied claws.

Its lower half was from a serpent demon’s remains, slithering across the ground.

Near the bovine-headed Corpse Demon, there were many living fierce beasts, not knowing whether they were frightened senseless or had been given orders, each curled up not daring to move, allowing the Corpse Demon to grasp and tear them apart to devour.

The pale, rotting body of the Corpse Demon was now stained with the fresh blood of the beasts, resembling a fierce god or evil spirit that just crawled out of hell!

This place was located at the edge of the demon race battlefield, with fewer corpses available to assemble, so the bovine-headed Corpse Demon was just one insignificant entity among countless others.

While escaping, Han Chao looked back, using the Spirit Eye Technique to survey the distance, and he could vaguely make out Corpse Demons as big as mountains.

Not far from Dragon Emperor Mountain, a new peak had risen.

Bone Mountain, made from countless broken corpses, with innumerable bone claws flailing wildly, grabbing plenty of fierce beasts and consuming them to become part of the mountain of corpses.

Atop the bloated, gargantuan body of Bone Mountain hung fresh, rotting flesh and blood, and from its summit grew three heads of pig, dog, and cow, emitting painful and mournful shrieks.

Atop the bovine demon’s head stood a golden-robed old man, who was none other than the Golden Corpse Daoist released from his seal.

"Hee hee hee!"

The Golden Corpse let out a creepy laugh, looking up at the overcast sky and said coldly, "On the day of my Divine Skills’ great success, I especially sent an interesting little chap to investigate. Is old heaven still thinking of the lives of the Nine Continents?"

"What’s wrong with turning them all into Corpse Demons, possessing tremendous power and an extended lifespan..."

"Hee hee hee! No one in the Nine Continents can stop me, let alone a few juniors, not even the Almighty Himself!"

As soon as the Golden Corpse had the thought, the Corpse Demon bone dragons on the edge of the battlefield, whether by flight or frenzied rush, surged toward Han Chao like a tidal wave.

Seeing this, how could Han Chao dare to watch any longer? His escape light’s speed instantly soared, and he disappeared into the horizon.

"Hmph, the little brat sure runs fast."

The Golden Corpse snorted coldly, feeling no annoyance. A cultivator appearing at such a critical moment surely had an extraordinary destiny and strength. It mattered little that a mere Foundation Establishment True Person had fled.

"With billions of Corpse Demons under my command, sweeping through the Nine Continents is a trivial matter!"

"The first order of business now is to capture that dragon, bleed it daily to cultivate dragon kin, and eventually assemble a billion-strong undead army of dragon corpses!" n/o/vel/b//in dot c//om

The Golden Corpse waved his hand and the sky-full of dragon corpses and ground-swarming Corpse Demons flooded toward Dragon Emperor Mountain like a tsunami. The dragon race, which had been evenly matched with countless fierce beasts for years, collapsed completely in an instant.

What was more terrifying was that the dragon race members who had just died, after being eroded by the Yin Sha demonic aura, stood up again.

The newly arisen Corpse Dragons became part of the Corpse Demon army, spewing Green Poisonous Fire, attacking their kin which they had fought alongside moments ago. Their strength was even more formidable than before their death!

With one side growing and the other dwindling, the dragon race, already in disarray, was even more unwilling to fight the Corpse Demon army, fearing that in death they too would become Corpse Demons.

Dragon Emperor Mountain Laboratory.

Ao Qin looked at the screen in front of him, which displayed a sea of bones and countless terrifying Corpse Demons flooding in like a tide.

In the center of the screen, the image of a golden-robed Daoist was clearly depicted.

"The Golden Corpse Demon Lord of the ancient Heavenly Corpse Sect, he’s actually lived up to now!"

Ao Qin was sweating profusely; he had heard from his father about the formidable reputation of both the Heavenly Monarch and the Demon Monarch.

Even though he carried the Azure Dragon bloodline and the Golden Corpse Daoist was only at the Golden Core Early Stage, he dared not confront him directly.

"Those three heads on the mountain of bones belong to the Three Sovereigns of the new demon race; no wonder they’ve been fighting to the death against me all these years. They had already been refined into Corpse Demons by the Demon Monarch!"

Ao Qin had wanted to flee a long time ago, but he had a premonition that the Demon Monarch had put a mysterious tracking curse on him.

He had no chance of outrunning the Demon Monarch when it came to using Escape Skills!

"I have never left the laboratory, not even a wisp of breath remains outside, so the Demon Monarch’s curse must be through some other medium..."

Ao Qin pondered for a long while, looking at the bone dragons circling the sky, blotting out the sun.

All the dragon race now originated from Ao Qin, meaning the bone dragons were all his descendants, sharing a direct bloodline connection.

"The Demon Monarch’s tracking spell can only be placed within the bloodline!"

Ao Qin looked down at his palm, which was actually transformed from a dragon’s claw. The Azure Dragon blood flowing within was the source of the new era’s dragon race, and to say that he was akin to the Dragon Ancestor was not an exaggeration.