Chapter 1070: Chapter 1067: The Corpse Resists
King Luo Donggui was taken aback; he knew of the Rebirth Realm, a place rumored to be full of eerie mysteries.
Even for Yanjun, entering the Rebirth Realm might mean never coming out.
Staring at the clay statue, Chu Hao thought, could this place be hiding a ghost demon?
Once, he had taken the Dead Man’s Fruit, triggering the emergence of the ghost demon beneath the altar. If he hadn’t run fast, he would have perished.
Chu Hao was suspicious when an elderly man with a protruding forehead emerged; it was Confucius.
The ghost servant summoned by Chu Hao.
However, Confucius’s current strength left Chu Hao speechless.
Confucius’s attribute interface was like this:
Ghost Servant: Confucius
Strength: Ghost King
Ability: Confucian Daoism
Ability Two: Contemplate Heaven and Earth
Chu Hao: "..."
Ghost King!?
When did Confucius become a Ghost King? How come I didn’t know?
Zhao Yun is only Ghost Monarch Level, above that is Monarch Level.
After Monarch Level is King Level.
That’s an existence almost equal in rank to Yanjun at King Level.
Chu Hao quickly asked: "System, get out here, why didn’t you tell me that Confucius became a Ghost King?"
System: "..."
Chu Hao: "Say something?"
System: "..."
Chu Hao: "You’re mute now, and you call yourself a system? How are you serving your host."
System: "Stop yammering, I forgot."
Chu Hao was speechless, saying: "You didn’t know?"
The system, with a firm attitude, replied: "I knew long ago that Confucius had reached King Level; wasn’t it meant to be a surprise for you?"
"Surprise, my ass! What’s going on?"
System: "Half a year ago, Confucius was already King Level. I wanted to inform the host back then, but the host was unconscious in the Rebirth Realm."
As the system spoke, its voice weakened.
"You’re embarrassed to say, aren’t you? You didn’t know either," Chu Hao mercilessly exposed.
The system was embarrassed.
Amazing, my Confucius.
Chu Hao looked at Confucius in astonishment.
Luo Dong immediately bowed in respect, saying: "Greetings, Master Kong."
Even Luo Dong, the master of Ghost School, had to pay his respects upon meeting Confucius now.
Since arriving at the Ghost School, Confucius had contributed a lot; without his control, Luo Dong wouldn’t know how to handle many matters.
Confucius looked at Chu Hao, saying: "Holy Master, if you want to know what the clay statue is, you might try placing an offering on it."
Chu Hao was full of curiosity, asking: "How did you know?"
This Confucius looked less and less like the ghost servant he had summoned.
Confucius smiled without speaking, profound and inscrutable, worthy of being the refined ancient sage known through the ages.
Chu Hao asked: "What kind of offering?"
Confucius said: "The Holy Master should know what offering to place."
Chu Hao thought for a moment, then said in surprise: "Could it be the Dead Man’s Fruit?"
Dead Man’s Fruit.
This thing was too rare, only found beneath the Dead Man’s Cave. Every altar had a Dead Man’s Fruit.
It was an offering for some ghost demons.
But where could Chu Hao find a Dead Man’s Fruit?
Chu Hao thought, took out the Dead Man’s Scripture, and muttered: "This was exchanged for five Dead Man’s Fruits; I wonder if it can be used as an offering."
In fact, he had some selfish motives, wanting to get rid of the ghostly corpse inside the Dead Man’s Scripture.
Chu Hao placed the Dead Man’s Scripture on the offering plate, waiting for a miracle to happen.
No response.
Chu Hao and Luo Dong both looked at Confucius.
Confucius also frowned, indicating he wasn’t sure.
Chu Hao was speechless; Master Kong, were you fooling me?
At this moment, the offering moved, and the Dead Man’s Scripture floated into the hands of the clay statue, as if the statue was viewing the Dead Man’s Scripture.
Chu Hao, Luo Dong, and Confucius all held their breath.
"Offering, approved."
An ancient voice appeared in the Small Secret Realm, carrying authority and grandeur.
"Ding... Dead Man’s Scripture detached from host control."
The system prompted.
Chu Hao was conflicted; this was obtained after exchanging five Dead Man’s Fruits in the Rebirth Realm, and now he had to part with it—a little unwillingly.
Suddenly, the ghostly corpse inside the Dead Man’s Scripture flew out, emitting an extremely terrifying aura.
This aura seemed to come from the icy hell, lowering the temperature around to the extreme.
Even Chu Hao felt the chill and couldn’t help but shiver.
Let alone King Luo Donggui.
Confucius also felt uncomfortable, retreating repeatedly.
Chu Hao’s expression changed; this corpse was way too terrifying—just its aura was unbearable.
It had its own consciousness. Now disturbed by the clay statue, could it be planning to resist?
Suddenly, a soul light flew out from the corpse.
The soul light muttered: "What happened?"
This soul light had been sleeping within the ghostly corpse and was suddenly awakened, sensing the corpse’s anger, hurriedly leaving the body.
Chu Hao was also confused.
The soul light said: "I can feel it, it is very angry."
This ghostly corpse was indeed enraged.
The entire space of the Small Secret Realm trembled, disturbing countless ghosts who shivered and prostrated themselves on the ground, the only way to alleviate the pressure.
The icy corpse had a consciousness that was very angry, emanating an extremely powerful terrifying aura.
Chu Hao and the others couldn’t bear it, retreating hurriedly.
The corpse emitted black light, like needles, constantly trying to suppress the clay statue, intending to destroy it.
A dark light began to radiate from the clay statue, but this light appeared softer, not as dark.
The ghostly corpse and the clay statue were in a confrontation.
Chu Hao sucked in a breath of cold air; the higher the level, the more he felt the corpse’s terror—this thing was stronger than the peak White Demon!
"This ticking time bomb on me has always been unsafe; finally, the clay statue is taking care of it."
The aura of the ghostly corpse and the clay statue grew increasingly terrifying; the entire Secret Realm trembled, causing King Luo Donggui’s expression to change.
King Luo Donggui fearfully said: "Will it collapse? What exactly are they?"
Chu Hao asked: "Soul Light, do you know what’s happening?"
The soul light said: "The clay statue is trying to suppress the corpse’s consciousness, and it’s trying to resist."
Chu Hao asked: "Do you know the origin of the clay statue?"
The soul light thought for a while, then said: "Can’t remember."
It had forgotten many things.
The aura emanating from the corpse grew increasingly terrifying, like a devil from the nether world, almost unbearable for this side of the small world.
Countless ghosts were screaming, unable to bear it either.
Finally, a blindingly dark light burst from the clay statue, and a terrifying phenomenon resembling the clay statue appeared behind it.
This phenomenon was immense, about ten thousand feet tall.
"Mo, He, Jia, Lou, Ni, Ga."
The phenomenon spoke, stretching out an enormous hand to suppress the ghostly corpse.
In the next moment, the corpse’s previous resistance was futile, being completely suppressed by the clay statue’s phenomenon.
ps: Updated late, just got home, exhausted, going to sleep.
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