Chapter 393 - 255: Ram! Ram! Ram

A reanimated corpse!?

Everyone gasped as they watched Gongsun Xiang’s headless corpse slowly rise to its feet, trembling all the while.

’If even that didn’t kill Gongsun Xiang, how are we supposed to fight this thing?’

"You mortals... dare to destroy the vessel this Venerable One has chosen..."

"I will make you all... suffer a fate worse than death!"

A chilling, hoarse voice rang simultaneously in everyone’s minds.

The voice didn’t belong to Gongsun Xiang; it had to be the "Immortal Venerable" that was possessing him.

However, this Immortal Venerable was clearly on a completely different level from the one Zou Feng had encountered before.

In the Glazed Immortal Palace, Immortal Slaves were forced to fight to the death under the control of an Immortal Venerable to determine the King of Human Gu.

Those who couldn’t be possessed by an Immortal Venerable became nourishment, to be devoured by the King of Human Gu.

’From the way this "Immortal Venerable" is talking, its "chosen vessel" is just a body it plans to seize, isn’t it?’

’Too bad. Even if this is the most powerful Immortal Venerable, it can’t pull many tricks now that it’s lost its vessel. Not for the time being, at least... unless it can...’

Sure enough, in the next instant, Gongsun Xiang’s headless corpse lunged toward Su Qingyu.

In Zou Feng’s eyes, these Immortal Venerables were nothing more than malevolent remnant souls, things that could only display their power by possessing a Martial Artist.

In its pure soul form, it was no real threat—at least not to him.

The headless Gongsun Xiang lunging at Su Qingyu now only confirmed Zou Feng’s suspicions.

Gongsun Xiang’s body was ruined, so it had to settle for the next best thing: seizing Su Qingyu’s body.

After all, her Hundred Poison Sacred Body was an incredibly rare and special constitution.

Seeing this, Su Qingyu snorted coldly and lashed out with a lightning-fast whip kick.

The headless Gongsun Xiang hadn’t grown any stronger. The kick landed squarely on its body.

The instant she made contact, Gongsun Xiang’s entire body violently exploded.

The force of the explosion was far greater than any attack Gongsun Xiang had unleashed while he was still intact.

No one present had expected the bizarre headless corpse to be so fragile, that after charging them, its only move was to self-destruct.

Only Su Qingyu sensed something was wrong.

As the blast wave washed over her, she suddenly felt a bone-chilling wisp of cold energy appear on the back of her neck.

With her reflexes, she should have been able to react, but the energy carried a profound power that instantly froze her in place, rendering her immobile.

’This is bad...’

Su Qingyu had been beguiled by an Immortal Venerable before, so she knew full well this was the prelude to being possessed.

Unfortunately, this Immortal Venerable was far stronger than the last one; she had no way to resist it.

’Even if it possesses me, I can fight back with my willpower. It shouldn’t be able to seize complete control of my body right away.’

’However, the other Martial Artists wouldn’t just stand by and do nothing. They wouldn’t gamble on my willpower overcoming the Immortal Venerable.’

’Once they realize what’s happening, everyone except Bai Chen will surely swarm me and eliminate anyone possessed by an Immortal Venerable...’

As these thoughts raced through her mind, Su Qingyu caught a glimpse of a familiar figure in her peripheral vision.

The next moment, a large hand clamped down on the back of her neck.

"Forgive me, Palace Master!"

The voice belonged to Zou Feng, who had arrived just in the nick of time.

He had anticipated that the headless corpse’s self-destruction was just a feint; the Immortal Venerable in Gongsun Xiang was definitely trying to use the opportunity to transfer to Su Qingyu.

That was why Zou Feng had braved the force of the explosion and rushed to Su Qingyu’s side immediately.

He hadn’t rushed to her rescue because he had become another one of her sycophants, nor was it out of any loyalty to Biyou Palace.

He was simply worried that if Su Qingyu fell, they would have another powerful new boss to deal with.

If the fight dragged on endlessly like this, everyone present would die of exhaustion.

Realizing the person behind her was Zou Feng didn’t bring Su Qingyu much joy. ’After all,’ she thought, ’in a situation like this, what could even he do?’

SLAP! SLAP! SLAP!

A rapid series of crisp smacks erupted. With one hand gripping Su Qingyu’s neck, Zou Feng continuously struck her with the other, unleashing the Great Universal Hand.

He was obviously trying to slap the Immortal Venerable out of Su Qingyu’s body.

He was gripping her neck to prevent the Immortal Venerable from shooting up into her head.

After all, if it reached her head, the chances of her being completely controlled would skyrocket.

This maneuver from Zou Feng made the First Grade Martial Artists, who had been about to attack Su Qingyu, temporarily stay their hands.

Anyone could see he was trying to save her, so they let him try.

The most nervous of all was Bai Chen. Despite knowing Zou Feng was trying to help, he couldn’t stop himself from calling out, "Zou Feng, be gentle! Whatever you do, don’t hurt the Palace Master..."

Zou Feng had already heard from Liang Shunan that Bai Chen was Su Qingyu’s number one sycophant.

Naturally, Zou Feng couldn’t listen to the sycophant’s plea. As he continued to strike, he could clearly feel that unless he used his full power, there was no way he could drive the Immortal Venerable out of Su Qingyu’s body.

Only by using his maximum output would he have any hope of saving her.

And so, Zou Feng took a deep breath and immediately began to increase his output.

The continuous "SLAP, SLAP" sound grew louder and louder.

At the same time, Su Qingyu, who had initially been resigned to this desperate measure, allowed Zou Feng to continue.

But as Zou Feng’s strikes grew more forceful, she gradually began to feel a strange sensation.