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Chapter 1138: Corpse King (Part 1)

Yang Haoran's words reached Xiang Chuan's ears. Xiang Chuan chuckled, then spoke to Yang Haoran.

"Heh heh, since even Big Brother thinks the situation inside is complicated, how about we just retreat? We've only just stepped into this Ancient Demon Palace, so a small step back is all it takes to leave this dangerous palace. There's no difficulty, it's just a word from you."

Yang Haoran smiled, then turned to look at Xiang Chuan.

"How did I never notice you brat were so timid before? Don't worry, as long as I still have a breath in me, I won't let you get hurt. Have a little faith in me, and a little faith in yourself."

Yang Haoran patted Xiang Chuan's shoulder, then walked towards the Ancient Demon Palace's main hall.

Just as he took a step, Yang Haoran was pulled back by Xiang Chuan.

"Big Brother, wait a moment!"

Yang Haoran stopped short, then looked at Xiang Chuan again.

Yang Haoran asked with a smile, his tone revealing no impatience or anger, but rather the same calm as ever.

"No, you've already made your decision, and I don't think I can change your mind, so even if it's a mountain of daggers and a sea of flames, I'll definitely go with you. I grabbed you not because I want you to change your mind, but because I want to offer you a suggestion."

Xiang Chuan chuckled, looking mischievous no matter how you looked at him.

"Heh heh, what suggestion? " Yang Haoran asked.

"The main hall is currently a fierce battleground. I don't know what they're fighting about, but I know the situation in there is definitely very dangerous. Once we enter, we'll certainly be dragged into it, and even if they're fighting over some treasure, it's not certain we'd succeed in snatching it. Rather than taking that risk, it'd be better to check out other buildings. Maybe we'll find something unexpectedly valuable there."

The Ancient Demon Palace was vast; besides the magnificent main hall, there were many other buildings. Xiang Chuan's words were quite obvious at this point, and Yang Haoran naturally understood his meaning.

Yang Haoran didn't immediately dismiss Xiang Chuan's suggestion, as it wasn't entirely unreasonable. However, he didn't intend to adopt it.

Although no sounds of battle emanated from anywhere other than the main hall, that didn't mean other buildings were necessarily safe. Moreover, he had his own ideas and plans, so he still decided to head to the main hall first to assess the situation.

But just at that moment, a colossal boom drew their attention. Both looked towards the source of the great sound, only to see the tall, magnificent main hall suddenly collapse. Stones of varying sizes splattered outwards, and powerful energy shockwaves spread in all directions. Even the buildings near the main hall suffered considerable damage from it.

The buildings of the Ancient Demon Palace were clearly constructed from special materials, making them exceptionally sturdy. If they had been built from ordinary materials, the surrounding structures would surely have been utterly obliterated by this powerful shockwave; they wouldn't have merely sustained some damage.

The materials used to construct the main hall were, of course, equally sturdy. However, this chaotic power originated from within the main hall itself, and the main hall bore the brunt of its most violent force. So, even though the construction materials were exceptionally robust, they ultimately couldn't withstand it.

As the shockwave hit, Yang Haoran chose not to evade. Without any visible movement from him, a black light barrier instantly coalesced around his figure, emanating a dense Yin Qi.

Boom! ! !

The shockwave was blocked by the light barrier. The barrier didn't shatter, nor did it even tremble. Instead, the shockwave was instantly dispersed, leaving Yang Haoran unharmed, and naturally, Xiang Chuan, who was behind Yang Haoran, completely untouched.

Yang Haoran paid no mind to the dissipating shockwave before him; his gaze remained fixed on the collapsing main hall. The shockwave was merely a small fraction of the power unleashed by the explosion, not worth his concern, but the collapsing main hall was a different matter entirely.

Dust and smoke permeated the air. Sounds of tearing through the void echoed as figures shot out from within the swirling dust, hovering in the air above the collapsed main hall.

"Heh heh, it seems whether I adopted your suggestion or not, it's all meaningless now. And my plan will need to be adjusted too."

Yang Haoran said with a smile. Hearing this, Xiang Chuan sighed helplessly, then shook his head with a bitter smile. 33Novel.com

"Sigh, how unlucky, truly unlucky!"

The reason Xiang Chuan had tried every possible way to make Yang Haoran retreat from the Ancient Demon Palace was because the palace gave him an extremely eerie feeling. He had felt this way even before stepping inside, but now that he was actually within the Ancient Demon Palace, that feeling instantly intensified.

The indescribable strangeness naturally gave rise to a sense of danger in his heart. Considering his own safety, he had tried every possible way to make Yang Haoran change his decision.

But what left him helpless was that Yang Haoran hadn't adopted his suggestion, and he didn't dare to secretly flee right in front of Yang Haoran. The helplessness in his heart was imaginable, which was why he couldn't help but let out a sigh, expressing both his inner resignation and his dissatisfaction with Yang Haoran's decision.

Yang Haoran ignored Xiang Chuan, because at that moment, his gaze was completely drawn to the collapsed main hall—or, to be precise, to the figures shooting out from the dust and smoke.

"Roar! ! !"

A roar echoed from within the swirling dust. The roar was bloodthirsty and savage. Yang Haoran was not at all unfamiliar with such roars; besides zombies, he had not yet encountered any other creature that produced a similar sound.

As the roar sounded, a figure shot out from within the swirling dust. Its speed was incredibly fast, far surpassing the others, making it exceptionally eye-catching.

In the blink of an eye, one of the figures was caught up to by this silhouette.

Yang Haoran recognized the person who had been caught. It was none other than Zhuang Mingzhe, the very person who had "welcomed" him when he first arrived in Ancient City. However, this "welcome" hadn't involved good wine and food; instead, it was an attempt to take his life—or, rather, to test his strength. If his strength had been insufficient, he surely would have died by Zhuang Mingzhe's hand that day. If his strength proved sufficient, then this "welcome" naturally became a test of power.

In that battle, Yang Haoran emerged completely unharmed. Instead, it was Zhuang Mingzhe's stand-in, conjured through Spiritual Art, that was cut down. After that, Zhuang Mingzhe had never again appeared before Yang Haoran.

Although Yang Haoran had only met Zhuang Mingzhe once, he had a rather deep impression of him. Combined with the information Shui Ling had collected, which included Zhuang Mingzhe as a Spirit Summoner, he hadn't forgotten the man and recognized his identity at a glance.

As for the figure who had started later but caught up to Zhuang Mingzhe, Yang Haoran didn't recognize him. However, his attention was fixed on this man, not Zhuang Mingzhe.

This man looked no different from a normal person; he didn't have extra arms or legs. If one only looked at his surface, he truly had nothing attractive or remarkable about him.

However, the powerful Corpse Qi emanating from him was incredibly dazzling to everyone present, like the bright moon in the dark night—so distinct, so outstanding. The power fluctuations emanating from everyone else present, in contrast, were like the stars in the night sky; though numerous, with varying brightness, none could compete with the bright moon.

At this moment, Yang Haoran's attention was drawn to this man precisely because of the powerful Corpse Qi and power fluctuations emanating from him.

Under Yang Haoran's gaze, the Corpse Qi man, having started later but arrived first, grabbed Zhuang Mingzhe's ankle. Zhuang Mingzhe's expression drastically changed, his airborne body freezing in mid-air. Before he could react, the Corpse Qi man's arm, gripping his ankle, suddenly exerted immense force, slamming him directly from the air down to the ground!

The Corpse Qi man didn't stop there. As Zhuang Mingzhe's body rapidly slammed towards the ground below, he swooped down, following closely behind.

Boom! ! !

The ground first had a large pit smashed into it by Zhuang Mingzhe's body, and then the man delivered a rushing knee strike to Zhuang Mingzhe's body. The powerful impact caused the ground to suffer a second blow, and the large pit expanded by another circle!

The dust and smoke that hadn't yet dissipated grew even denser due to the appearance of the large pit. The dust obscured everyone's vision, making it impossible to clearly see the situation within the pit.

A sudden gust of wind appeared, dispersing the swirling dust and smoke. The situation within the pit then entered everyone's view, and the sight caused the expressions of many present to change drastically!