Started out getting scumbags, but then invested in the invincible Empress.

Chapter 98 The Corpse-Raising Ground

"Hmph, believe it or not."

The green-haired turtle was sullen and walked deeper into the mine.

Behind him, Li Wudao pondered for a moment, then decided to follow.

Now we have no choice but to try anything, hoping this unreliable turtle can find a way out.

Before long, the man and the tortoise wandered around and finally arrived at the underground palace again.

"Green-haired turtle, you wouldn't be talking about something in this underground palace, would you?"

Back in the tomb, Li Wudao felt a chill all over his body and was very uncomfortable.

"Who are you calling a 'green-haired turtle'? Call me the Xuanwu Saint Lord, understand?!"

This nickname seems to have hit a nerve; the green-haired turtle stretched its neck and roared, its eyes practically spitting fire.

"Okay, Green Turtle."

Li Wudao ignored this and continued to do as he pleased.

"I'll bite you to death!"

The green-haired turtle's face darkened, and it bit the boy's arm.

However, Li Wudao was prepared and kicked the black tortoise shell in the face, sending it flying far away.

"This is outrageous! I'll fight you to the death!"

In the distance, the green-haired turtle stood up in a disheveled state, its skin visibly red.

"To correct one point, it should be 'too much of a bully'."

Li Wudao smiled slightly.

"You..." The green-haired turtle was speechless, and immediately summoned the golden coffin, preparing to crush the other party to death.

"Holy crap, you're serious?!"

Upon seeing the golden coffin shrouded in terrifying energy, Li Wudao's expression changed slightly, and he turned and ran, not daring to confront it head-on.

"boom!"

With a deafening roar.

The spot where he had just stood was immediately dented, the ground shook continuously, and two thick stone pillars nearby broke off, sending rocks flying like an earthquake.

"Boy, don't run!"

Inside the underground palace, the green-haired tortoise manipulated the ancient and imposing golden coffin, continuously smashing it towards Li Wudao. Each strike carried a terrifying power.

"Damn it, this bastard really was hiding his true abilities. I almost believed him."

Li Wudao kept dodging, cursing under his breath.

Given the strength displayed by this green-haired turtle, if it were used to suppress the young zombie king, there would be no need for him to take action.

"Stop! If you keep fighting, the underground palace will collapse."

After several chases, the man and the turtle briefly reached a friendly agreement.

"Kid, wait until we get out of here, I'll settle this score with you. This isn't over!"

The green-haired turtle was panting heavily, clearly unhappy.

Li Wudao maintained a smile on the surface, but inwardly he was cursing.

Once we get out there, the sky's the limit. What can a green-haired turtle do to us?

The commotion has come to an end.

The green-haired tortoise strode forward, standing in the center of the underground palace, looking around as if trying to determine its location.

With three bright green tufts of hair on its head and a shiny black shell, it walked and stopped, eventually arriving at the main burial chamber.

"No way..."

Seeing this, Li Wudao frowned and reluctantly went inside.

As soon as he stepped inside, he froze at the doorway, his face turning pale.

Before them was a blood-red pool, square in shape, ten meters long and more than thirty meters deep.

The pool was filled with a bright red, bubbling liquid, but the water level was nearing the bottom and it was about to dry up.

"Could this be human blood?"

Instantly, Li Wudao thought of the corpses that had died in the mine and had a bad feeling.

"It seems that my previous deduction was correct; this place is indeed a 'corpse-raising ground'."

The green-haired turtle stared at the blood pool and said this.

Is there any explanation for this?

Li Wudao was somewhat alarmed; the name itself didn't sound like a good place.

"There's more than just a saying; there's a lot more to it than meets the eye."

The green-haired tortoise's eyes burned with intensity as it spoke, its words anything but shocking: "That red-clad youth is not the legendary zombie, but rather someone who was artificially transformed into a 'corpse puppet' after death!"

After being enlightened, Li Wudao also realized the truth and was somewhat horrified.

"You mean, this place isn't actually a tomb, and the boy in red didn't mutate after death, but was deliberately turned into a puppet and kept here?!"

“You’re not completely stupid, kid. Strictly speaking, that guy can’t even be considered a zombie; he’s not a true one.”

The green-haired turtle nodded and shook its head, and seeing the boy's puzzled expression, it unusually took the initiative to explain.

"Do you know that there are three thousand great paths in this world, not just the path of martial arts? Besides the common paths like swordsmanship, Buddhism, and demonism, which can be cultivated to their peak, there are also some alternative paths to enlightenment..."

"The attainment of enlightenment by zombies is one such category, which is extremely rare throughout history. Usually, only after the death of an unparalleled expert is there a slight possibility of becoming a zombie. However, once they have successfully cultivated, they can awaken their divine consciousness, as if they were reborn, and become exceptionally powerful."

"And that red-clad youth, though possessing the realm of a Corpse King, had not awakened any intelligence; he was merely a puppet to be controlled by others."

At this point, the green-haired turtle raised its neck high, looking smug, and said:

"Do you still remember the black markings on his face? Those are the marks left by the secret technique used to manipulate the physical body. That's why I noticed it and told you to attack his head. Once the mark is destroyed, he will naturally be unable to move."

Upon hearing this, Li Wudao's mind cleared, and his expression became quite subtle.

At first, he thought he had fallen into a dry well when he fell, but later he discovered that there was another world inside, which seemed to be a mining site from the past.

Then, he entered the underground palace and thought it was a large tomb for burial.

Unexpectedly, it turned out to be a place for raising corpses. What a twist of fate!

With a sense of感慨,

He then had some more questions: "But what is the point of the person behind the creation of the corpse puppets going to such lengths?"

"Heh, do you think everyone has a Pure Yang Holy Body? In a battle between people of the same realm, how many do you think could withstand this kind of corpse puppet?"

The green-haired turtle understood the boy's unspoken meaning and grumbled:

"Furthermore, this thing has no cultivation bottleneck. Once it reaches a certain level, it's a killing puppet that can take on ten people at once, and it never tires. Do you think it's worthwhile?"

"That's true." Li Wudao smiled awkwardly, but felt a chill in his heart.

If even one corpse puppet is this powerful, then if there were several more, they would truly be an unstoppable force.

"Kid, you look like you're in trouble."

Suddenly, the green-haired turtle said gloatingly, "The person behind this can refine a puppet at the level of a Corpse King and can freely enter and leave the Sword Ruins. He must be a powerful figure."

"So?" Li Wudao frowned.

"Let me put it this way, that red-clothed youth should be able to advance to the Corpse Lord level in fifty years, while you destroyed his years of hard work with a single sword. You'd better pray that he can't find out, otherwise he definitely won't let you off the hook."

The green-haired turtle was in a great mood and took the opportunity to kick him while he was down.

"What? You think you can escape without even making a move?"

"I didn't kill him."

"Come on, you were the one who yelled the loudest back then. Do you think the person behind it all would let you off the hook if I told them everything?"

"......"

For a moment, the main burial chamber fell into a deathly silence, with both the man and the tortoise remaining completely still.

Instead of wasting time talking nonsense, we should hurry up and find a way out.

Li Wudao was the first to break the silence, unwilling to let an unfounded crisis distract him.

"Don't rush me, we're still looking."

The green-haired tortoise responded unhappily, pacing back and forth in the tomb chamber, muttering, "This shouldn't be the case, it should be this piece, could it be that I remembered it wrong?"