Immortal of the Nine Realms

Kneeling before the grave were four Foundation Building Realm cultivators. Their foreheads were pressed against the soil, hands placed on their sides, and upon closer inspection, one could see them trembling slightly.

Fang Chen stood before them, quietly gazing at the Copper-Armored corpse that he had dismembered. That corpse was comparable to a grand completion stage Foundation Building Realm cultivator and should have been the Blood Corpse Sect ancestor's strongest trump card.

Fang Chen asked suddenly, "Does the Blood Corpse Sect have any connection with the Spirit Blood Sect?"

The four Foundation Building Realm cultivators were terrified, their courage shattered, and they quickly explained, "Senior, we have absolutely no connection with the Spirit Blood Sect!"

Fang Chen smiled. "Then why did you come to seek my corpse to turn me into a zombie?"

"Senior, this was all the ancestor's idea. He said that the bones of a sword cultivator are rarely seen in a hundred years and If we could obtain your skeleton and refine it into a zombie, it's highly likely it would become an Iron-Armored corpse, with a chance to advance to a Golden-Armored corpse in the future," one of the Foundation Building Realm cultivators explained boldly.

Fang Chen nodded softly. Mirror of the Universe had mentioned before that an Iron-Armored corpse was equivalent to a Golden Core Realm cultivator and a Golden-Armored corpse was comparable to a Nascent Soul Realm cultivator.

The four Blood Corpse Sect Foundation Building Realm cultivators were at their wits' end, their hearts filled with nothing but fear. Who could have thought that Fang Chen, who was believed to have died twelve years ago, would still be alive?

Leaving aside the reputation he had gained in the Hidden Cloud Region over the years and his countless battles against Golden Core Realm and even Nascent Soul Realm cultivators, just his identity as a member of the Fang Family was not something the Blood Corpse Sect could provoke.

Fang Chen looked toward Tiger Mountain Lord and smiled. "Tiger Mountain Lord, has everything been well lately?"

Tiger Mountain Lord’s eyes were filled with excitement, and he nodded and nodded as he let out several roars.

Fang Chen breathed a sigh of relief. "That's good."

He then looked at the four Blood Corpse Sect Foundation Building Realm cultivators and said, "I'll give you a chance to live. Do you want it?"

"Yes, yes, yes!"

The four of them nodded vigorously.

"I have six hundred thousand subordinates who died in Three World Mountain. I've always wanted to send them home for a proper burial, but I couldn't find a suitable way to do it," Fang Chen smiled. "Since your sect specializes in researching corpses, do you have a way to help me with this little favor? If you can, you'll live."

Six hundred thousand!?

The faces of the four cultivators were astounded, and three of them quickly turned hopeless, thinking they couldn't escape their fate. Only one old Foundation Building Realm cultivator seemed to have an idea, and Fang Chen had met him before, his surname seemed to be Zhou. The Blood Spirit Sect had once used him to search for Fang Chen using blood corpses in Qinghu

"Senior, our sect has a technique which can temporarily manipulate bone remains...." The old cultivator named Zhou's voice trembled. "Perhaps we can help you."

"Elder Zhou, are you talking about the Bone Control Technique!?"

The other three cultivators came to a realization when they heard Elder Zhou's words. Their faces were initially filled with surprise, but it quickly turned into hesitation.

Fang Chen looked at Elder Zhou. "Please explain in detail."

"It's like this… if I were to use the Bone Control Technique, I could barely control a thousand skeletons. The four of us combined could just control four thousand…." Elder Zhou explained awkwardly.

Fang Chen shook his head lightly. "Four thousand is too few."

One of them hurriedly added, "We also have disciples. If we gather all the Blood Corpse Sect disciples, we can control up to a hundred thousand at once!"

Fang Chen smiled. "A hundred thousand? That's still too few. How about this, you can expend some of your lifespans to strengthen this technique a bit more. With some effort, sending all six hundred thousand back won't be difficult, right?"

Expend some lifespan!?

The four cultivators felt like they were facing a great calamity, but they had no choice. They dared not refuse Fang Chen; otherwise, death would be their only option.

The four of them immediately began to burn Transmission Talismans, notifying the disciples of the Blood Corpse Sect to rush over. In just half a month, several hundred Blood Corpse Sect disciples stood disheartened behind the four elders.

Fang Chen nodded lightly. "Let's begin."

Receiving the command, the four Foundation Building Realm cultivators led the hundreds of Blood Corpse Sect disciples to perform the Bone Control Technique. Vast spiritual energy scattered around, and skeletal remains emerged from the earth and stood unsteadily.

Some of these skeletons were still wearing armor, and some of them had their waists separated from their legs, but those skeletons quickly managed to find their respective missing parts and reattached them back. Tiger Mountain Lord stood beside Fang Chen, staring in astonishment at this sight. Within a short time, tens of thousands of skeletons stood in this place.

Fang Chen's gray-white pupils faintly revealed golden patterns.

The Primordial Immortal Eyes!

Looking at his comrades-in-arms who had fought alongside him on the battlefield reduced to such a fate, Fang Chen sighed lightly.

Elder Zhou's face was red, his spiritual energy rapidly depleting, and it was clear it was straining for him. "Senior, is it about time?"

Fang Chen encouraged, “Now we have four hundred thousand, there’s another two hundred thousand. Let's push harder.”

The four Foundation Building Realm cultivators sighed inwardly, then shouted sternly, "All disciples, push harder!"

The hundreds of cultivators erupted with potential, burning their lifespan. Finally, the remaining two hundred thousand skeletons emerged from the earth.

Fang Chen nodded lightly, retrieved his tombstone together with the three sword intents left by the old man in white clothes, and then proclaimed loudly, "Soldiers of Grand Xia, follow me home!"

Whether it was an illusion or not, Fang Chen faintly heard their voices enter his ear.

"Yes!"

The massive army of white bones, manipulated by hundreds of Blood Corpse Sect cultivators, marched toward the direction of Grand Xia. Along the way, some travelers caught sight of this scene and almost died from fright, quickly turning around to flee without any thoughts of lingering.

As days passed by, a city belonging to Grand Xia finally appeared before Fang Chen's eyes. The guards at the city gate suddenly felt something was amiss and looked into the distance, only to see numerous white figures heading their way.

An older guard subconsciously looked at the younger ones.

“These are... skeletons!? What's going on, am I hallucinating in broad daylight?”

"Uncle... we, we see it too. What should we do!?"

"What else can we do!? Quickly inform the officials!"

Smoke signals rose from the city walls, drums sounded, and countless soldiers rushed toward the scene, including the Valiant Saber Guards.

A middle-aged official slowly ascended the city tower, accompanied by a group of subordinates. They looked solemn and puzzled at the same time.

A subordinate felt a chill as he glanced into the distance, instinctively looking toward Lord Lin. “Lord Lin, are we seeing things? Why are there so many skeletons coming towards us!? This is broad daylight!”

Lord Lin exuded the aura of the Earth Profound Stage. He furrowed his brow and gazed into the distance, suddenly taken aback. “No, besides the skeletons, there are also hundreds of living people. They might be cultivators!”

“What should we do now, Lord?”

“The gates are closed, and I've already sent out the message. For now? Let's wait and see what happens. Remember, there's no reason for us to flee without a fight. If they want to attack the city, we will defend it to the end,” said Lord Lin with a cold smile.

The group took in a deep breath as they felt like they might not survive the day.

Soon, the skeletons reached the city gates. Just as Lord Lin was about to speak, a fierce guard next to him suddenly exclaimed, “Look, the military uniforms on those skeletons! They belong to the Grand Xia Army!!!”

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