The heavenly palace on the top of the mountain is covered with clouds and mist.

The person who received Muro and his party was a young man with skin as thin as paper and a pale face.

Through the skin as thin as cicada wings, one can clearly see the beating blood vessels underneath and the hideous veins like dragons.

If Tie Tang were here, he would definitely be able to recognize this person. He is the corpse exorcist who called himself Jing Xuan back then.

Muro is powerful and has reached the peak of the Immortal Emperor.

As I followed the young man along, I felt that Chenxi Palace was extremely strange.

In Nuoda's Heavenly Palace... I couldn't detect the aura of anyone else, as if there were only a few of them here.

Zhen Guandong even turned into a mini dragon, hanging on Muro's left ear, trembling.

The three-headed Pixiu was not afraid at all, as his blood had the ability to ward off evil spirits. He shook his head and looked at the gloomy and dark palace in front of him.

"Guys, please take a seat!" Jing Xuan waved his hand, then snapped his fingers, and servants came out one after another to bring tea and water, and presented fruit plates.

These servants looked like humans, but their faces were expressionless throughout, their cheeks were smeared with blush, and their lips were extremely red.

It looks like...

Just like the paper figures burned during mountain worship.

Muro sat down generously, facing many strange phenomena without blinking an eyebrow.

His race is called "Demon", and it is one of the weirdest things in the world. No matter whether it is the servant or the young man in front of him, it is difficult to shake his mind.

"I wonder where the Master of the Holy Palace is? I am here to discuss important matters."

Jing Xuan picked up the black tea, took a sip, and said calmly:

"If you have anything important to do, just tell me directly."

"You?" Muro frowned slightly.

The young man in front of him had an erratic aura, but he couldn't hide it from Muro.

At most, he is a shaman from the mysterious realm of witches and witches, not even a fairy.

If you put him anywhere else, you wouldn't even be qualified to talk to him.

Obviously, such a person cannot decide the major events of Chenxi Palace at all.

"I'm afraid you're not enough..."

Muro's voice increased in intensity, and the sound waves turned into ripples visible to the naked eye, vibrating through the void.

"That's enough." Jing Xuan gently closed the tea lid, and the sound of the collision offset Muro's sound waves, which aroused his surprise.

Just at that moment.

The entire gloomy palace erupted with a strange force, blocking his own methods.

"I haven't asked you yet. What is your surname?"

"My worldly name is Jingxuan, didn't Tie Tang tell you? And this little dragon... I've also seen you before."

Zhen Guandong shook his head like a drum: "Don't talk nonsense, the Sa family has never seen you before."

Jing Xuan smiled and did not argue.

Muro thought for a moment, and without hesitation, told the Taibao's instructions before leaving, hoping that Chenxi Palace would take action to make corpses out of corpses to put an end to this zombie chaos.

After Jing Xuan heard this, he said calmly: "Wuji Palace's move this time was well prepared, and there should be someone behind it to support it.

It may be the fairy court, or it may be the underworld.

If we don’t solve them... we at Chenxi Palace don’t have a good solution.”

His words were vague, and he neither agreed nor refused, leaving several people confused about Chenxi Palace's attitude.

Ao Hong stood up and said: "Xianting, the underworld has its own Chaoge to deal with it. Now that the corpses are in chaos on the border, please help me!"

"If we cannot defend the territory, we will shrink the borders and hold it on by force. How long can we hold on?" Jing Xuan seemed to express his attitude.

Ao Hong was about to speak, but was stopped by Muro with a wave of his hand.

"Since Chenxi Palace doesn't want to help, we won't force it and say goodbye!"

Jing Xuan didn't say much and stood up to see off the guests.

When he returned to the foot of the mountain again, he left one sentence: "It's not that I don't want to, it's just that it's not time yet."

Three days after Muro and others left.

Chenxi Palace welcomed a new guest.

Wherever he passed along the way, all the coffins and zombies were motionless, as if the formation set up by Chenxi Palace had all the restrictions in effect.

Jing Xuan appears again.

But this time he was sitting on a chair deep in the hall, like an overlord in charge of the universe, quietly waiting for someone to come.

call out!

Wang Hai stepped into the hall in one step without hiding his appearance.

"It turns out it's you, no wonder Wuji Sect dared to take action at this time." Jing Xuan saw Wang Hai, and there was a hint of surprise on his face.

"But... aren't you supposed to be in the Divine Palace? Why can you come out? Could it be that the Shrine broke the rules?"

Wang Hai showed a teasing look:

"My good disciple, you can be considered my true successor. When you meet me as your master, don't you even call me master?"

"You?" Jing Xuan shook his head calmly.

"You can't be my master. I only learned your skills, but I didn't inherit your inheritance.

The art of exorcising corpses in the world is not unique to your family. Even the name zombie is not the first one.

Among the top ten zombie kings in ancient times, you are only ranked seventh."

Wang Hai laughed heartily, his figure changed step by step, and he was in front of Jing Xuan in the blink of an eye.

It's just that Jing Xuan is sitting on the throne at this moment, and Wang Hai is standing below. You have to look up to see his face clearly.

"You said so much just to clear up the cause and effect with me."

"I won't argue with you. I only want one thing from you when I come here!"

Jing Xuan shook his head indifferently again: "You... are not qualified to ask me to do anything."

Wang Hai's eyes were like fire, and there was a surge of anger in his heart.

"Are you really going to go against me?"

"You can get to where you are today, and you have forgotten whose ability it is thanks to?"

Jing Xuan stood up, and several hazy shadows appeared in the dark palace behind him.

He leaned down and stared at Wang Hai: "If you still maintain the philosophy of the past, maybe I will still respect you three points.

But look at...what do you look like now?

What I respect is the sage who wanted to create the ‘corpse clan’ back then.

Not the current Wang Hai who treats people as dogs, lingers on, and fades away from his body.

You like this...

In my eyes, there is no difference from anyone else.

Are you dying?

There is also a lifespan limit in the Nirvana Realm. With your ability, you probably won't be able to steal the sky.

So what you did was because you wanted to go crazy one last time before you died?

I can make it happen for you.

And after you die—

Turn you into a zombie!"

Wang Hai took three steps back. Jing Xuan's momentum was really too strong. If he forced himself to hold on, this incarnation would be shattered into powder.

"This road is dead, otherwise why do you think I would give up?"

"As strong as a drought demon, even though she has taken the position of Heavenly Lord, she still cannot fully recover her intelligence."

"Such a dead creature with no personal will and no intelligence... is not worthy of the name of a race."

Jing Xuan, who had always been calm, became furious.

"shut up!"

The shadow behind him moved, and a big, wrinkled hand appeared, holding Wang Hai in his palm.

"You, a traitor, have no right to discuss our clan's affairs."

"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha ha……"

Wang Hai looked crazy, laughing and vomiting blood.

"If you want to do this, then keep doing it. I know that you will never give up until the last moment of despair.

If I hadn't died by then...

I will definitely come to you in person to see your expression of crying and regretting for the rest of your life."

collapse!

With five fingers clenched tightly, Wang Hai exploded.

Jing Xuan's figure was buried in the darkness, and only a faint whisper could be heard.

"I...will definitely succeed!"

Qingshui County, Yuncheng.
To be continued...