My wife who comes from a wealthy family-Chapter 882 - 883: Blood Demon Corpse Puppet

Crash!

Long Mie’s words were like an earthquake, resounding across Kunlun!

Five thousand Kunlun disciples, their eyes filled with emotion, tears streaming down their faces!

Zhao Qingtian clasped his hands and bowed. "Thank you, Senior Long Mie!"

The five thousand Kunlun disciples followed suit, clasping their hands and bowing. "Thank you, Senior Long Mie!"

Long Mie’s attitude immediately enraged the Heavenly Corpse Sect!

"A mere mid-stage Transformative Spirit cultivator dares to be so arrogant!"

"Attack him together! Kill him!"

Over a dozen Heavenly Corpse Sect experts looked furious as they unleashed their powers, attacking Ye Wudao. Over a dozen beams of mana descended from the heavens, aiming at Long Mie.

Long Mie didn’t defend himself but instead crossed his arms, standing tall and proud, his gaze brimming with contempt!

Bang!

Bang!

Deep rumbling sounds echoed one after another!

"This guy knows his limits and didn’t bother resisting!"

"Is he dead?" Several Heavenly Corpse Sect experts stared at Long Mie.

Long Mie was drenched in blood, his body covered in wounds!

But in the next moment, an extraordinary scene unfolded!

His wounds began healing at a speed visible to the naked eye!

"Everyone, look! His wounds are healing!" A sharp-eyed Heavenly Corpse Sect expert exclaimed, pointing at Long Mie in disbelief.

What?!

Everyone looked up, staring rigidly at Long Mie, their mouths agape in shock. "No, this isn’t possible!" ƒreeωebnovel.ƈom

"How could there be someone in this world with such terrifying healing speed?"

"Is he even human?"

All of Long Mie’s more than ten wounds healed completely within a single minute!

This terrifying, defiant, monstrous healing ability stunned all the Heavenly Corpse Sect experts!

"Haha, isn’t it my turn now?" Long Mie sneered, as he swung a fist with a deafening burst, like the roar of a dragon!

"Heavenly Dragon Fist!"

Boom!

A deafening explosion reverberated as five or six Heavenly Corpse Sect elders, caught off guard, were knocked to the ground, coughing up blood!

"Hiss, this guy is just a mid-stage Transformative Spirit cultivator, how can his power be so overwhelming?"

"It’s one thing for Ye Wudao to be a monster, but how is this guy also a monster?"

"Little Kunlun actually has two monsters!" The Heavenly Corpse Sect experts were dumbfounded!

What they didn’t realize was that this was commonplace for Long Mie!

Dragons are the kings of all beasts!

They possess the greatest power among all the races!

As a member of the Black Dragon clan, the higher Long Mie’s cultivation stage, the more terrifying his strength becomes!

Even though he’s only at the mid-stage of Transformative Spirit, his power surpasses even late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators!

"Heavenly Dragon Claw!" Long Mie’s five fingers transformed into dragon claws, his gaze icy cold, as he slashed fiercely!

Puh!

Puh!

Several Heavenly Corpse Sect mid-stage Transformative Spirit experts suffered fatal wounds and instantly perished!

At this point, Long Mie had completely seized the upper hand!

The scene shifted to Ye Wudao, who would determine the outcome of this war!

Currently, the Heavenly Corpse Sect’s Grand Elder, cooperating with three late-stage Transformative Spirit elders, was commanding a blood demon corpse puppet at the apex of Transformative Spirit!

This was, without exaggeration, the Heavenly Corpse Sect’s strongest move!

Even against a peak Transformative Spirit cultivator, it could spell death!

"Ye Wudao, today, with us four late-stage Transformative Spirit elders presiding, combined with the Sect Master’s blood demon corpse puppet, you are doomed to die today!" The Grand Elder sneered, exchanging glances with the three surrounding late-stage Transformative Spirit elders.

All four nodded in unison!

"Attack!"

The four late-stage Transformative Spirit elders simultaneously performed incantations, unleashing their techniques on the blood demon corpse puppet!

Roar!

The blood demon corpse puppet roared into the sky, unleashing the entirety of its savage, violent, and murderous aura—transforming into an emotionless killing machine as it sped towards Ye Wudao!

The blood demon corpse puppet’s palm struck towards Ye Wudao.

So fast!

Ye Wudao’s eyes shifted as he struggled to react—before the puppet appeared right before him in an instant.

The blood demon corpse puppet’s palm attack was terrifying!

At this critical moment, Ye Wudao swiftly raised his blade to block.

Bang!

The dull impact echoed loudly as Ye Wudao was sent flying alongside his blade, blood spilling from the corner of his mouth!

Step-step-step-step-step...

Ye Wudao stumbled backward, barely steadying himself!

He wiped the blood from the corner of his mouth, his gaze sharp and severe!

So strong!

No wonder it was the peak Transformative Spirit blood demon corpse puppet!

"Hiss, this boy actually endured a direct hit from the blood demon corpse puppet?"

"What a monster!"

"Such talent, whether in little Kunlun or among top-tier cultivation sects, would be considered a rare prodigy!" Several late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators exchanged glances, unable to suppress their praises!

"Hmph, everyone! Don’t grow soft and lose your edge! This boy, no matter how strong, is still just a mid-stage True Pill cultivator! Even if he can fight beyond his level, compared to the blood demon corpse puppet, a peak Transformative Spirit killing machine, he’s far too outmatched!" the Grand Elder reproved.

"Yes, yes, the Grand Elder is right!"

"This boy is doomed today!" The other late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators nodded vehemently.

The blood demon corpse puppet advanced towards Ye Wudao again!

Ye Wudao raised his blade to block.

Bang!

The puppet’s fist was unimaginably powerful—easily exceeding a million pounds of force—sending Ye Wudao flying instantly!

Puh!

Ye Wudao coughed up blood, his body plummeting to the mountain like an artillery shell.

Rumble!

The mountain split open with rolling debris!

"Master Ye is in danger!"

"That’s a peak Transformative Spirit blood demon corpse puppet! Who knows how much pressure Master Ye is enduring!" The Kunlun disciples protected by Long Mie felt profound pain and helplessness upon witnessing Ye Wudao’s dire state!

"Old Ye!" Long Mie bellowed in fury.

"Haha! Fighting us while distracted? Die!" Dozens of Heavenly Corpse Sect mid-stage Transformative Spirit experts launched a surprise attack on Long Mie.

Boom!

Long Mie suffered from the ambush, spitting blood and staggering backward.

The scene shifted back to Ye Wudao.

Bang!

Ye Wudao’s figure burst out from the rubble, bloodied and tattered, his black robes torn to shreds, his gaze cold as eternal ice!

"This boy really has an iron will!"

"He actually withstood two blows from the blood demon corpse puppet!" Several late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators were shocked.

"Blood demon corpse puppet, kill!" the Grand Elder commanded.

Roar!

The blood demon corpse puppet roared and charged at Ye Wudao again.

"Holy Extreme Demon Eyes, activate!"

"Slaughter Battle Body, activate!"

Ye Wudao shouted as a surge of 20 times more power burst forth from him!

"Hiss, this boy’s power is bizarrely increasing!"

"His strength has suddenly multiplied by twenty times!" Several late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators were astonished.

"Heaven Treading Steps!"

Ye Wudao shouted consecutively, stepping forward twenty paces. His power surged to forty times its previous level!

At this moment, Ye Wudao’s black hair danced wildly, like a divine demon!

"Dragon Slaughter Demon Emperor Slash!"

Rumble!

A terrifying explosion erupted, and the blood demon corpse puppet suffered a heavy blow—one of its arms shattered!

"Damn, the blood demon corpse puppet’s arm was broken!"

"This boy is too monstrous!"

"A freak!" Even the Grand Elder and the other four late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators were utterly stunned!

Roar!

The blood demon corpse puppet was completely enraged, its killing intent continuing to rise!

"What’s going on? The blood demon corpse puppet is out of control!"

"It broke free from its restraints!" The Grand Elder and others frantically tried to control the puppet, their hands trembling.

Just then, the blood demon corpse puppet turned its head towards the Grand Elder and others, baring its fangs like a ravenous predator!

"Not good! The blood demon corpse puppet has turned on us!"

"It’s over!" The late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators’ expressions turned to dread.

Bang!

Bang!

The blood demon corpse puppet grabbed a late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivator by the neck and bit deep with its fangs!

"Ah!" The cultivator’s powers were drained rapidly, his body turning pale and lifeless before collapsing as a dry corpse!

In the blink of an eye, three late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators were devoured by the puppet!

Only the Grand Elder remained!

Boom!

The blood demon corpse puppet’s power surged, reaching pseudo-Unity Realm Stage!

"We’re doomed! The puppet absorbed the strength of three late-stage Transformative Spirit cultivators and has broken through to pseudo-Unity Realm Stage!" The Grand Elder’s face was filled with terror, his throat dry.

At this point, the blood demon corpse puppet had completely escaped control!

Not even the Old Demon of Heavenly Corpse himself could match this runaway puppet!

With its powers transcended into pseudo-Unity Realm, the puppet’s gaze sharpened like a human’s. Turning to the Grand Elder, it sneered, "Heh heh, go back and tell the Old Demon of Heavenly Corpse that once I finish killing this boy, I will sever all ties with Heavenly Corpse Sect!"

What?

The Grand Elder trembled, struck by the puppet’s unexpected declaration!

"But... will the Sect Master agree to this?" The Grand Elder’s voice quivered.

"That’s not up to the Old Demon of Heavenly Corpse anymore. If I help him eliminate this boy, I’ll have fulfilled my end of the bargain!" The puppet sneered coldly.

"Understood! I will relay your words to the Sect Master!" The Grand Elder stammered, bowing in submission.

The blood demon corpse puppet, satisfied, turned its eyes to Ye Wudao while crossing its arms, declaring mockingly, "Boy, tell me—how do you want to die?"