“She’s alive!”

“Hiss! The concubine is alive!”

Thye heard movement and voices coming from the coffin.

Yan Hua and the other guards turned pale with fear and quickly retreated.

Lin Bai’s blood ran cold as he hurriedly retreated and knelt on the ground.

“Imperial Consort, I just touched your corpse according to protocol. Please don’t blame me!”

He had been a seamstress in the Liufeng Kingdom all his life, but he had never encountered such a thing.

Thinking of Jiang Yuqing’s dismembered corpse, he felt a chill run down his spine.

Phew ~

At this moment, a cold wind blew, giving everyone goosebumps.

Zheng Chixia frowned and said, “The yin energy is so heavy. It seems to be an extremely fierce ghost!”

He quickly took out a Five Thunder Ghost Suppression Talisman and threw it at the coffin.

Crack! Crack!

However, before the talisman could approach the coffin, it was frozen by a stream of pale ice.

“Ah!” Zheng Chixia was shocked.

His Five Thunder Ghost Suppression Talisman was a spirit artifact-level treasure that could instantly suppress any ghost below the Spirit Stage.

However, it was actually frozen by a wisp of yin energy.

This meant that Jiang Yuqing’s strength had far exceeded that of the Spirit Stage.

Bang!!!

A flash of blood tore through the coffin’s boards, sending all seven of the corpse-suppression nails flying.

Endless blood resentment flowed out of the coffin like a tide, quickly drowning the entire tomb.

“My baby… I want my baby… boohoo…”

“Zhao Yuhu, you’re so ruthless. How can you do this to your own flesh and blood?”

“I hate you! I hate you!”

Jiang Yuqing’s resentful voice sounded as if it came from hell.

Then, Zheng Chixia and the others saw her sit up from the coffin.

A faint reddish hue lingered on her pale face.

Her pupils were frighteningly red.

As she cried, blood-red tears streamed down her pale face.

Seeing this scene, Zheng Chixia swallowed hard. “Blood Corpse! She actually became a Blood Corpse!”

Yan Hua hurriedly asked, “Sect Master Zheng, what are Blood Corpses?”

Zheng Chixia said, “The Blood Corpse is the most powerful ghost among the corpse mutations. It has a lot of resentment and is extremely violent and ferocious!”

“According to the information I recently read from the ancient books, every Blood Corpse can quickly advance to a zombie king after being born!”

Zombie king!

Just hearing this name made Yan Hua and the others’ scalps tingle.

Yan Hua hurriedly stepped forward and said, “Concubine, don’t be angry!”

Jiang Yuqing wrapped her clothes around herself and slowly stood up. She looked down at Yan Hua and said,

“At this point, you’re still defending that fatuous ruler. You’re my enemy too!”

Roar ~

Jiang Yuqing raised her head and roared. Her hair grew longer at a rapid speed, as if she wanted to roll Yan Hua up.

Swish!

A purple-gold sword light descended.

Zheng Chixia held the spirit artifact-grade gilded mahogany sword and cut off Jiang Yuqing’s hair.

“Every injustice has its perpetrator and every debt has its debtor. I won’t allow you to kill the innocent!”

Zheng Chixia circulated his true essence with all his might, and thousands of protective lightning bolts formed around his body.

The mahogany sword in his hand had a precious dragon wrapped around it, looking extremely powerful and domineering.

Jiang Yuqing stared fixedly at Zheng Chixia, blood flowing from her blood-red eyes.

“A lousy Daoist at the Supremacy Realm wants to stop me?”

“Since you want to show off, you’ll die with my child!”

She began to sob softly again when she had finished.

But everyone present felt death approaching rapidly.

This was because Jiang Yuqing’s resentment had increased by at least 30%!

“Die!”

Jiang Yuqing erupted with boundless blood light. In the blink of an eye, her fingernails became very long and grabbed at Zheng Chixia’s heart.

“This Blood Corpse is too ferocious. If she continues to grow, she’ll probably become a true zombie king in half an hour!”

Thinking of this, Zheng Chixia bit the tip of his tongue and spat out a mouthful of blood on the mahogany sword.

“Nine Stars Divine Lightning Sword Technique!”

Carrying the light of endless divine lightning, Zheng Chixia stabbed Jiang Yuqing’s arm.

Bang!

Blood and lightning exploded simultaneously.

Zheng Chixia and Jiang Yuqing screamed at the same time and retreated dozens of feet away.

“Hmph!”

Jiang Yuqing looked at Zheng Chixia with hatred and immediately fled into the distance.

Her shrill cries could be heard.

“I want my child… I want revenge… Zhao Yuhu, I want you to die a horrible death!”

Seeing her escape, Zheng Chixia cursed in frustration, “Damn it!”

Although he had injured Jiang Qingyu in the previous exchange, he had also been injured by her.

At this moment, an extremely cold yin energy was rapidly corroding his heart and organs.

Feeling as if his heart was being stabbed, Zheng Chixia hurriedly took out the Dharma artifact that the Mao Mountain Sect used to escape.

“Sect Master Zheng, if the concubine returns to the palace, she will definitely cause a bloodbath. Please stop her!” Yan Hua hurriedly said.

Zheng Chixia shook his head and smiled bitterly. “I can’t even protect myself now. How can I have the ability to stop her?”

“When I return to the sect, I’ll use my sect’s secret pill to resolve her yin energy!”

After saying that, Zheng Chixia activated his escape weapon and turned into a gust of wind as he hurriedly fled in the direction of the Mao Mountain Sect.

They walked for about half an hour.

Zheng Chixia suddenly felt a terrifying force descend from the sky and bind him.

“Shit!”

Zheng Chixia was shocked.

The force was terrifying. He felt as if he might be crushed to pieces at any moment.

Plop!

Then, Zheng Chixia’s body sank and he fell heavily to the ground.

Looking up, Zheng Chixia was shocked.

He saw a handsome young man in white standing not far in front of him. Beside him were four cute little girls who looked like porcelain dolls.

“Consort… Consort!”

Last time, when they were battling the Silver-armored Zombies in Yuecang, Zheng Chixia had seen Lin Xuan once and remembered his appearance.

Seeing that it was Lin Xuan, Zheng Chixia was enlightened.

No wonder that power just now was so terrifying. So it was the Consort!

Lin Xuan was just accompanying his daughters to study the Dragon Shell Clam.

Sensing an unusual aura rushing towards him, he slapped it.

He did not expect it to be Sect Master Zheng Chixia.

Lin Xuan glanced at Zheng Chixia nonchalantly and asked,

“There’s an extremely cold resentment energy in your chest. Did you encounter a powerful ghost?”

Zheng Chixia was overjoyed when he heard this. The Consort had seen through his injuries at a glance, so he should be able to treat him easily.

“Yes!”

Then, Zheng Chixia told Lin Xuan everything.

Lin Xuan nodded slightly.

Seeing that Zheng Chixia was a chivalrous person, he used the Primordial Fire Spirit Body to activate a spiritual fire.

Then, he used his powerful cultivation to invade Zheng Chixia’s chest and forcefully burn away the ball of cold air.

Sensing that his injuries had instantly healed, Zheng Chixia hurriedly knelt down and thanked him. “Thank you for saving me, Consort!”

Lin Xuan said, “As you said, Jiang Yuqing became a Blood Corpse after her corpse mutated. With her strength, she should be able to wipe out a country very quickly.”

“If such a disaster is not eliminated, billions of people’s lives will definitely be in jeopardy.”

Zheng Chixia understood what Lin Xuan meant and hurriedly nodded.

“You’re right, Consort! I humbly request to follow you and observe how you deal with the Blood Corpses!”

“Okay.” Lin Xuan nodded casually and brought his daughters and Zheng Chixia to Liufeng Kingdom.

At this moment, in the palace of the Liufeng Kingdom.

Zhao Yuhu, who had dark circles under his eyes, asked weakly,

“Imperial physician, what illness am I suffering from?”

The imperial physician shook his head and said, “Your Majesty is just a little low on energy. You just need to recuperate.”

“I’ll go and prescribe a few prescriptions to nourish Your Majesty’s energy. As long as Your Majesty takes them on time, I believe you will recover quickly.”

“Go.” Zhao Yuhu waved his hand, dismissing the imperial physician.

When he was alone in the bedchamber, he sat on the bed and looked around. He murmured:

“Dusk is approaching. My beauty should be here soon, right?”

These days, every evening, a peerless beauty would come to his bedchamber.

Zhao Yuhu was really happy with her. He forgot all his worries.

Therefore, at this time everyday, he would look forward to the appearance of the beauty.

Knock! Knock! Knock!

Suddenly, there was a slow knock on the door.

Zhao Yuhu’s eyes lit up.

She was here!