Overriding the Heaven

This state had been maintained for at least a quarter of an hour.    

The depression brought about by the tranquility caused one's heart to beat uncontrollably.    

That kind of dominating aura that was brought about by thousands upon thousands of troops made one feel relaxed and breathless, and it became a kind of extravagant hope.    

Inside the abandoned house, Lin Miaoran and the rest looked towards the distance with a serious expression.    

That was an open area left behind by the corpse tide.    

At this moment, nothing could be seen on the empty ground.    

However, this empty space gave people a feeling. The place where it was located was the center of all the pressure.    

Before long, there would be terrifying changes in that empty space.    

Suddenly, a tall and skinny figure appeared in the empty space.    

The appearance of this figure was extremely abrupt, as if it had appeared out of thin air.    

Even though Lin Miaoran and the rest were already mentally prepared for it, they couldn't help but look at each other when the figure appeared in front of them.    

Everyone had a trace of doubt in their eyes.    

Where did this guy come from?    

This figure was wearing a black robe. From the looks of it, he was nearly a head taller than an ordinary person. Furthermore, he was extremely thin.    

If he wasn't moving slowly with a long wooden cane in his hand, people would have mistaken him for a clothes rack.    

"He's coming for us." Lin Miaoran focused her gaze.    

"There's someone over there." Li Xiu suddenly said.    

Looking in the direction he indicated, everyone immediately saw two cultivators sneakily moving up behind the tall and skinny figure.    

It was clear that these two cultivators were also trapped in the vicinity of corpse tide.    

At this moment, they saw a tall and skinny figure appear before them. Moreover, the person didn't notice their presence.    

It was obviously impossible for these two cultivators to miss such a good opportunity.    

The two cultivators moved with incredible speed. One of them wielded a long blade, and it didn't make a sound as it neared the back of the black figure.    

The other, a little further away, was used as a support.    

The cultivator that had gotten close to the black shadow suddenly exploded when he was less than ten meters away from the black shadow.    

Lin Miaoran and the rest were quite far away, so they could not hear what the other party said clearly.    

However, in this instant, everyone could clearly see the long blade in the cultivator's hand suddenly burst forth with a dazzling red color.    

A raging inferno whistled out from the blade.    

At this moment, a long blade transformed into a pillar of flame and struck down towards the black figure.    

At this moment, the black figure suddenly moved.    

Not even the slightest fluctuation of spiritual energy could be felt from his body.    

The black blur only raised the wooden staff in its hand.    

Clang! The flaming blade and the wooden staff collided in midair.    

There was no burst of flames, no explosion on the ground, and even the sound of the impact wasn't that intense.    

This kind of feeling was like a fierce punch, but it felt like he had just hit a cotton bun.    

However, at this moment, everyone in the crowd could clearly see that the wooden staff in the black shadow's hand had suddenly changed.    

In an instant, the wooden staff looked like an old tree sprouting. It suddenly expanded and turned into a pitch-black weapon that was as wide as an oar.    

The wider side of the wall was now filled with specks of light.    

The dots of light appeared like stars.    

No one knew what this meant, but in the next moment, the black shadow fiercely brandished the oar.    

BOOM!    

Wherever the oars passed, the air became viscous. The next moment, waves surged out from the depths of the void.    

This time, it was as if someone had opened the door to release water.    

Waves surged, waves crashed against the shore with astonishing momentum. In an instant, the flames on the blade were extinguished.    

The surging waves of air transformed into an unstoppable attack that bombarded the cultivator without reservation.    

A blood-curdling screech rang out.    

The long blade in the cultivator's hand was immediately blown to smithereens.    

As his body flew into the air, crackling sounds of bones breaking continuously could be heard, and large amounts of blood spurted out from his eyes, nose, and ears.    

A moment later, he landed on the ground. His internal organs, muscles, and bones had all been crushed into mud and blood. Only the soft human skin was left, soaked in blood and stuck to the ground.    

As for the Cultivator who had been supporting Meng Hao, as soon as he saw what was happening, he dropped the weapon in his hand and turned to flee. In the blink of an eye, he was nowhere to be seen.    

The black shadow did not give chase.    

He continued to walk towards the group, holding onto the oar-like magical equipment.    

When they were less than three miles away from the group, the black figure stopped and slightly raised the oar in his hand.    

"What is he trying to do?" Fu Rui asked.    

As soon as the little girl finished speaking, the purple clouds that had been hovering in the air all this time started drifting towards her and stopped in the air above the black figure.    

Seeing this, a bad feeling arose in everyone's heart. Immediately, one corpse general after another fell from the purple clouds to the black figure's back.    

One, two, three, four...    

More and more corpses would appear.    

At a glance, it looked like dumplings were being eaten.    

The number of zombies in the corpse tide that surrounded them previously was probably no more than four to five thousand.    

And now, the number of corpse generals that fell from the sky was roughly one thousand!    

A large group of people formed a neat square formation and stood behind the black figure.    

The pressure of a thousand corpse generals at this moment was approaching that of a million strong army!    

The ground began to tremble.    

However, within the house, Lin Miaoran and the others who were watching this scene did not have a single trace of fear on their faces.    

Everyone looked at each other, and then Li Xiu and Jiang Panmeng walked to the side, raised their swords, and swept.    

Amidst the rising smoke and dust, the group of people didn't try to dodge. Instead, they stood in front of the one thousand corpse generals.    

Everyone stood in a row.    

Su Jianyuan, Jiang Panmeng, Li Xiu, Yun Nichang, Lin Miaoran, Shen Qing, Fu Rui, Su Xinyu, Su Xinyu, Xiao Tangtang, Xiao Tangtang, handsome.    

There were cultivators and demonic beasts.    

This time, Chu Yan was not present.    

Even if Chu Yan had received the signal, they were not sure if he would be able to make it here.    

But at this moment, there was no fear in their hearts at all.    

As if sensing the emotions of the crowd, the black figure lifted one of its hands and slowly took off the hood of the black robe.    

Beneath the hood was a shriveled up head that looked almost like a skull.    

The only difference between this and a skull was that the head was not white, probably because the flesh was still there. Instead, it was purple.    

Two balls of green light lit up within the eye sockets of this sunken head. They looked like ghastly, ghostly flames, causing the temperature around them to plummet.    

"The demonheart perished." It was at this moment that the face spoke.    

His voice was not unpleasant to hear, but it was a bit dry, as if he hadn't had any water for a long time.    

"Now that I am the only Imperial Advisor left, I can feel that you all are a threat to the king's awakening. That's why I'm personally taking action."