Elder Wu, his skin ruptured leaving only pure flesh, shrieked. Viscous plasma constantly sprayed from him, and dozens of venomous scorpions, snakes, and spiders clawed their way out of his muscles. These venomous creatures were blood-red throughout, their hard shells coated in thick plasma, constantly baring their fangs and spitting out great plumes of toxic gas.

The Corpse Emperor pointed a cold, merciless finger. The great seal in the air spun rapidly, and hundreds of thousands of tiny skeletons flew out, baring their stark white teeth and rushing toward the great banner that was waving furiously. After a sound like silkworms nibbling mulberry leaves—a faint chirp, chirp—the banner formed from Elder Wu’s flesh, along with all the poisonous gas and venomous bugs, was completely devoured by these skeletons.

With another gesture, the great seal suddenly dissolved, and countless skeletons swarmed toward Elder Wu. From the Corpse Emperor’s posture, it was clear he intended to devour Elder Wu alive, flesh and spirit.

Thick, colorful juices streamed from the blood-red eye in the center of Elder Wu’s brow. The stench of these multicolored liquids was palpable even from hundreds of meters away. Watching the countless skeletons rush toward him, Elder Wu shrieked in utter terror, “I’ll talk! I’ll talk! The method to break the Three Witches' Blood Drip Curse is extremely simple: just ingest a small piece of this Elder’s flesh, and it will immediately dissipate. That Belial Adams, his woman, and their child—they are all afflicted by the Three Witches' Blood Drip Curse. Just a tiny bit of my flesh is enough to lift the curse!”

“Is that so!” the Corpse Emperor stated coldly. “You are not deceiving this beast?”

Elder Wu immediately swore a vicious oath using the most malevolent oath of the Three Witches Sect.

“Very well!” The Corpse Emperor raised his right hand and tore off one of Elder Wu’s arms. With a flick of his wrist, the bloody arm flew directly into Gu Xiachen’s embrace. Gu Xiachen instinctively snatched the arm, his hands instantly smeared with the foul-smelling plasma, making him so nauseated he nearly threw the limb away.

“Master!” Gu Xiachen had barely managed to utter his grievance when the Corpse Emperor crushed Elder Wu’s celestial cap. A beam of blood-light shot toward the heavens. Elder Wu’s nascent spirit tried to flee, but the sky was full of the skeletons from the White Bone Seal, watching intently. As soon as the blood-light shot out, countless skeletons eagerly lunged at it.

“Heavens, spare my soul... Aren’t you afraid my Three Witches Sect will seek retribution from your Nine Nether Dao?” Elder Wu’s nascent spirit was rapidly devoured by the white bone skeletons, and he roared in despair!

“For such a useless piece of trash, do you think they dare?” The Corpse Emperor sneered. “This is your seeking death! If your subordinates oppressed my disciple, it’s because he lacked skill and was unlucky. But you, an Elder of the Three Witches Sect, of equal seniority to me, dared to humiliate my disciple. If I do not act, won’t people laugh at my Nine Nether Dao for being spineless?”

With a wave of his hand, Elder Wu’s physical body was tossed high into the air. Countless skeletons swarmed it, and in the blink of an eye, they ate both his body and nascent spirit clean.

The Corpse Emperor glanced askance. After devouring Elder Wu, the multitude of skeletons dove down again, completely annihilating the form and spirit of Wu Qingjun, whom Elder Wu had tossed aside earlier.

Having dealt with Elder Wu and Wu Qingjun, and drawing the White Bone Seal back into his body, the Corpse Emperor slowly descended from the high altitude. He walked toward Gu Xiachen with an air of refined elegance unique to true masters, the leisurely demeanor of his hands-behind-his-back stroll utterly belying the fact that he had just ruthlessly destroyed souls.

He clapped Gu Xiachen firmly on the shoulder and said joyfully, “Disciple, very good... very good... If any more of these old scoundrels try to bully the younger generation, just tell your Master, and I will kill them one by one. Yes, truly good... extremely good... Whatever you wish to do, do it boldly and without reservation. Your Master will bear all the consequences.”

After showering him with a few praiseful words that seemed to come from nowhere, the Corpse Emperor summoned Penghua, who had wisely retreated far away after landing a low blow kick on Elder Wu. The Corpse Emperor carefully instructed Penghua to wholeheartedly assist Gu Xiachen in managing all affairs before offering Gu Xiachen one last effusive round of praise. Then, the Corpse Emperor dissolved into a wisp of sinister energy and sank into the ground, departing triumphantly.

“Master, what happened to him?” Gu Xiachen asked Penghua in surprise.

“He’s ecstatic!” Penghua licked his lips, his mouth watering greedily. “The results of the Asian Dao Alliance negotiation came out yesterday. Because Master took you as a disciple early on, the Nine Nether Dao has gained immense benefits this time. Old Man Valley also promised that once the Void-Breaking Elixir is refined, the first three pills will definitely belong to the Nine Nether Dao...”

“Master has been stagnant at the peak of Spirit Refining and Void Returning for hundreds of years. Now that he has hope of breaking through to the Void Returning realm, why wouldn’t he be happy?”

Punching Gu Xiachen hard on the chest, Penghua laughed heartily, “Master said before coming that the Nine Nether Dao and the Asian Dao Alliance will take care of everything. Whatever we brothers need to do, we can just go ahead without worry! ...Hey, Senior Brother, I managed to summon Master in less than half an hour—wasn't that fast?”

Gu Xiachen’s heart eased. He stood with his hands behind his back, gazing at the sky for a long moment, then suddenly threw his head back and laughed loudly.

After a few moments of laughter, Gu Xiachen suddenly cried out, “Oh no! Quick, retreat! We destroyed Kronborg Palace! If anyone captured a true image of that at the scene, the compensation... the Federal Cultural Protection Department won't fight us to the death, would they! I am the most law-abiding person in the world!”

Hooking his fingers, Gu Xiachen laughed heartily, “Bring Caesar and Arethydia back for treatment. Hmm, that Waggus who was blasted away—he’s been motionless. Carry him over here to take the fall!”

Xin Jia and the others moved with blinding speed, arranging everything perfectly in a few short moments.

With an evil grin, Gu Xiachen summoned the rapid attack vessel waiting for rendezvous and soared into the clouds, departing victoriously. Midway, they saw swarms of police cars, armored vehicles, and news vans surging toward the Kronborg Palace, which had become a massive crater, like ants pouring out of a disturbed nest.

The unmanned reconnaissance drones left behind spotted Waggus staggering to his feet. Due to his transformation into a werewolf, his underwear had been torn to shreds. He was now standing naked, displaying his strong, well-built physique toward the approaching masses of military police and reporters.

“Perfect!”

Gu Xiachen sighed sincerely.

Perfect. Because of the Void-Breaking Elixir, and with the Corpse Emperor’s relentless support, many troubles shouldn’t find them for a while, right?

Who should be the next target? It seemed like it had been a very, very long time since he paid respects to a certain person. The Gu Clan—it had always been an ancient family adhering to tradition. It was time to go pay him a visit.

Yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn, yawn

Little Gu went to pay respects to Big Gu...

With shares in hand, brothers by his side, and a powerful backer behind him...

What could Big Gu Xue be able to do?