Chapter 478: Chapter 478 Dead Corpse Army Chapter 478: Chapter 478 Dead Corpse Army Although she didnât interact much with him,
Wu Manyue had already experienced Jiang Fanâs shrewdness.
Kindly leading a burden in the land of demons didnât seem like something Jiang Fan would do.
Jiang Fan cast a friendly smile: âSenior Sister Wu, youâre overthinking.â
âSince I agreed to accompany you, of course Iâll protect you.â
âI have no other intent.â
Hmph!
All cultivators whoâve practiced for thousands of years are like clever foxes. Who are you trying to fool?
Wu Manyue stared at him intently and said, âCan you tell me how you learned my puppetry technique?â
This matterâŠ
She cared deeply about it!
Very, very deeply!
Up until now, she couldnât figure it out.
A fake cultivation technique, why could Jiang Fan actually cultivate it successfully?
It was too unreasonable.
Jiang Fan still wore a gentle smile, like a boy of his age, sunny and innocent:
âDidnât I just say that?â
âBecause senior sister wrote it in detail, junior brother could succeed.â
Wu Manyue bit her silver teeth.
That cultivation technique, does Jiang Fan really have no idea what it was?
Still pretending!
She was now completely sure of her suspicion.
This boy was very smooth.
Trying to get his secrets out so directly was wishful thinking.
However, she insisted on following Jiang Fan, not without a purpose.
âHmph! Brat, luckily I kept a trump card!â
âYou can control the black flag, but thereâs my essence blood in the black flag.â
âIâm the real master!â
âIf we control it together, the black flag will only listen to my command, not yours!â
âWhen the time is right, Iâll let you taste the pain of a puppet backstabbing you!â
Wu Manyue coldly laughed in her heart.
Her things were not so easily taken.
When some danger appeared later, and Jiang Fan needed the help of the puppets,
she would suddenly command the puppets to backstab Jiang Fan.
By then, Jiang Fan, being attacked from both sides, would surely be angered to the point of coughing blood, right?
Thinking about that scene, she trembled with excitement.
âEpilepsy attack?â
Jiang Fan glanced at her.
Wu Manyueâs eyes widened: âYouâre the one having an epilepsy attack!â
âIâm⊠Iâm excited because itâs my first time entering the land of demons.â
Jiang Fan smiled meaningfully: âThen you need to be mentally prepared.â
âDonât get scared stiff when you see something strange.â
Hah?
Wu Manyue was amused.
As a disciple of the Heavenly Mechanism Pavilion, she had experienced far more challenges than Nine-Sect disciples.
This land of demons was not her first visit either.
She had even almost entered the demon raceâs heartland once.
Unless encountering that Demon Emperor,
she couldnât think of anything else that could scare her stiff.
âThen when I stiffen, youâd better hold me tight.â
Wu Manyue chuckled.
Two white arms wrapped around Jiang Fanâs neck.
Her soft and full body nestled deeply into his embrace.
A faint fragrance wafted over.
As their movement technique bumped along, she intentionally rubbed against Jiang Fanâs body.
Her face occasionally showed a sly smile.
Jiang Fanâs face turned slightly red.
This damned seductress!
Donât cry later!
They flew for two full hours.
They had already entered the demon raceâs territory for a considerable distance.
Along the way, they encountered five or six scattered demon beasts.
Whether Foundation Establishment or Core Formation, Jiang Fan killed them all and took their demon cores.
âWhew!â
Jiang Fan exhaled slightly.
Sitting on the corpse of a demon beast, he crossed his legs and began circulating his mental method to replenish his spiritual power.
Wu Manyueâs eyes sparkled.
âJunior brother, your spiritual power seems insufficient.â
âWhen facing danger later, can you still carry me swiftly?â
She had finally discovered Jiang Fanâs fatal weakness!
The realm!
No matter how endless Jiang Fanâs methods were, his shortcoming was fatal.
That is, his realm was too low.
This led to his spiritual power being much weaker than Wu Manyueâs.
If they encountered a tough opponent,
Jiang Fanâs spiritual power would soon be exhausted.
At that moment, if she turned against him, Jiang Fan would be badly injured if not killed.
âDonât worry, no problem.â Jiang Fan said casually.
If he wanted to supplement his spiritual power, he could always swallow a Replenishing Spirit Pill.
The reason he was cultivating to absorb spiritual energy,
was actually to secretly communicate with the evil spirit.
At his speed, they had covered four or five hundred miles within two hours.
Yet he still hadnât encountered the dead corpse army.
Could it be he was looking in the wrong direction?
âHey, evil spirit.â
âSenior!â
âNascent Soul Venerate!â
âŠ
No matter how he called, the evil spirit remained silent.
Jiang Fan couldnât help but murmur: âReached Nascent Soul, and has such little tolerance.â
âAlready sulking?â
Only then did the evil spiritâs vexed voice come from the Black Mirror:
âItâs easy to talk when you donât have to do it!â
âWould you be willing to exchange your Five Magnetic Yuan Mountain for some scrap material?â
Jiang Fan rolled his eyes: âThen keep sulking.â
âI didnât ask anything.â
Whatâs the joke?
Even if his brain was kicked by a donkey, he wouldnât make such an exchange.
âHmph!â
The evil spirit sulked: âSomeone as fortunate as you should only go out at noon!â
Hey!
Why start insulting now?
The top-grade spiritual artifact I obtained by my own effort, did it bother you?
âMoreoverâŠâ
The evil spirit seemed to sense something, further irritated:
âI told you to stay away from the dead corpse army. Instead, you ended up underneath their noses!â
âQuickly hang me in a conspicuous place.â
âI donât want to be buried with you in this icy land.â
What?
The dead corpse army was nearby?
Jiang Fanâs heart thumped wildly.
Instantly, he grabbed Wu Manyue and flew to a towering ice pillar.
âWhat are you doing?â
Wu Manyue was sitting comfortably, eating dry food.
Suddenly being yanked up by Jiang Fan almost choked her.
However,
when she looked down and saw the scene in the basin,
she trembled in fear.
The dry food fell from her mouth, landed on her ample chest, and bounced off.
âWhat⊠what is that?â
Wu Manyue stuttered in disbelief.
In that basin was a vast multitude of demon beasts.
Dense, stretching endlessly to the horizon.
Too many to count!
Conservatively estimated, there must be at least a thousand!
That would be enough.
The bodies of these demon beasts were rotten, exuding a nauseating stench that wafted over with the wind.
It made Wu Manyue retch.
Her stomach churned violently, almost regurgitating the dry food she had just eaten.
That would be enough.
Some of these demon beasts had rotted to mere skeletons!
The eerie thing was,
they were still moving.
Taking steps, heading towards them unhurriedly.
Wu Manyue prided herself on her vast experiences.
The bizarre scene before her still left her shocked.
âThey are dead bodies.â
âThe dead corpse army commanded by the demon priests!â
Just looking at the vast, unending dead corpse army, Jiang Fan couldnât help but take a cold breath.
Hearing about it from the evil spirit was one thing.
Seeing it with his own eyes was another!
In the world, there was truly such a terrifying divine skill, able to control dead bodies for battle.
They feared no pain, were ruthless and unafraid of death.
Since they werenât living beings, they had no weak points.
Killing them was extremely difficult.
Their numbers were overwhelming.
How could they be fought?
A deep weight pressed heavily on his heart.
And hearing it was a corpse army,
Wu Manyueâs entire body trembled uncontrollably, pupils dilating to the limit.
Her voice filled with uncontrollable fear:
âYou canât be sayingâŠâ
âThat this is the legendary dead corpse army from ancient times, can you?â