"Master, what are you doing!"

This person was the third-generation founder of the Corpse Control Sect and Zhang Ting's most outstanding disciple.

After Zhang Ting became the Corpse King, he also became the founder of the Corpse Control Sect.

After he handed over his position to the next patriarch, he followed the same path as Zhang Ting and also became a powerful corpse king.

“I’ve taught you for so many years, now it’s time for you to repay me.” Zhang Ting’s face was cruel.

"ah!!"

The green beam possessed terrifying power, cleaving a late-stage Mahayana corpse king in two.

Even the corpse spirit in his dantian was shattered into dust by the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword.

"Hurry up and form a corpse array for me."

Zhang Ting shouted in terror.

After Han Feng forcefully killed one of the Corpse Kings, the remaining Corpse Kings dared not underestimate him in the slightest.

They were incredibly fast, fearing that if they were even half a step slower, they would be killed by Han Feng.

The corpse array was quickly formed, and the entire Corpse Control Sect was filled with eerie winds and howling ghosts, turning it into a living hell.

A giant skull head appeared, as big as an adult human.

As the corpse energy of the corpse array grew stronger, the body of the giant skull head also took shape.

Finally, the skeleton's body was covered in rotting flesh, and its aura continued to rise, almost reaching the peak of the Mahayana stage, possibly only a hair's breadth away from the Tribulation stage.

"kill!"

Zhang Ting's expression turned cold.

With each step the colossal Corpse King took, the entire world trembled.

The Corpse King's giant hand reached out towards Han Feng, intending to crush him into dust.

Han Feng did not try to stop the formation of the corpse array, but prepared to break it by force.

The true form of the three-headed, six-armed Dharma body was formed, with a face exactly like Han Feng's, and hands and feet covered with thick muscles, full of powerful beauty.

The golden body Dharma form that Han Feng created alone was about the same size as the corpse array formed by more than a dozen corpse kings.

The Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword grew much larger and was grasped in Han Feng's Dharma form.

"cut!"

Han Feng activated his golden body dharma form and poured his magic power into the Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword.

The Xuan Tian Zhan Ling Sword emitted a blue sword light, illuminating the entire Corpse Control Sect.

The cyan sword light, mixed with gold, headed towards the enormous corpse king.

The two collided violently, and the entire Corpse Control Sect transformed into a world of cyan and gold.

After the cyan and gold colors faded, the massive corpse king formed by the corpse array vanished into thin air.

Among the corpse kings who were in charge of the corpse formation, several of the core members of the formation turned into a pool of blood, and several others were seriously injured.

"He broke our sect's corpse formation with a single strike."

Zhang Ting stood there dumbfounded.

This corpse array is one of the foundations of the Corpse Control Sect. When the founder of the Xuandao Sect died in the Corpse Control Sect, he relied entirely on the corpse array.

The founder of the Xuandao Sect was able to establish a sect, and most people in the late Mahayana stage probably couldn't even withstand a single move from him.

The corpse array that killed the founder of the Xuandao Sect was no match for Han Feng.

"This person is too strong, let's run!"

After a brief moment of shock, a zombie king shouted loudly.

The other zombie kings were also terrified and fled into the distance.

Zhang Ting also realized what was happening and quickly headed deeper into the Corpse Control Sect.

The Han Feng before him was so powerful that perhaps only his master could withstand him.

"What kind of person have I messed with?!"

Zhang Fengxian was filled with regret; he shouldn't have cooperated with the immortal corpse.

He originally coveted the immortal energy of the immortal corpse, which is why he risked letting the immortal corpse hide in the Corpse Control Sect.

The price is far too high right now; several Corpse Kings have already been lost before Han Feng can be killed.

Once this matter is over, Zhang Fengxian will definitely be severely punished.

Before Zhang Fengxian could even react in surprise, a large hand grabbed him.

The immortal corpse was also captured along with him, but it wasn't caught off guard and captured on the spot.

Instead, the immortal corpse escaped quite a distance before Han Feng forcibly brought it back.

"Senior, senior!! I was blind and didn't recognize your greatness. I was very rude just now. Please forgive me." Zhang Fengxian immediately begged for forgiveness.

"Me too, it was all my fault before, please, sir, spare my life," the immortal corpse quickly said.

"Weren't you all pretty tough just now? Why are you begging for mercy so quickly?" Han Feng sneered.

"It's because of your wisdom and might, sir, that we would have submitted so quickly," Zhang Fengxian quickly flattered.

"Is that so?" Han Feng said coldly, "Then take me to the Corpse Control Sect's inner treasury now."

"this..."

Zhang Fengxian hesitated for a moment.

The inner treasury contains many treasures; if he were to bring Han Feng inside, he would certainly face punishment.

"If you refuse to go, then leave your life here."

As soon as Han Feng exerted force on the hand controlling the Dharma image, Zhang Fengxian's body immediately deformed.

"ah!"

Zhang Fengxian howled in pain.

"Please spare my life, senior, and I'll take you there right away."

He knew that if he brought it along, he would likely perish on the spot.

The immortal corpse originally wanted to say a few more words, but seeing Zhang Fengxian's miserable state, it immediately wisely shut its mouth.

Han Feng didn't try to control the Corpse King of the Corpse Sect. He came here mainly for the spirit stones, not to wipe out the entire Corpse Control Sect.

As one of the ten major sects in Lingzhou, the Corpse Control Sect has abundant resources.

Zhang Fengxian arrived at a grand hall and opened a stone door.

The top-grade spirit stones inside the stone gate emitted a dazzling light, and Han Feng took out a storage bag and collected them all.

"What are you standing there for? Let's go to the next place."

"Senior, that's all."

"Don't you think I wouldn't dare kill you? Your Corpse Control Sect is so vast, and you're telling me you only have five hundred million top-grade spirit stones?"

Han Feng's expression turned cold, which frightened Zhang Fengxian so much that he trembled all over.

Zhang Fengxian could only continue to new places, which were filled with top-grade spirit stones.

After the time it takes for an incense stick to burn, Han Feng had collected a total of six billion top-grade spirit stones.

He was quite satisfied with this gain, which was far greater than what he had gained from the Heavenly Demon Sect and the Taiqing Sect.

"Senior, could you spare my life?" Zhang Fengxian asked in a low voice.

"No problem." Han Feng nodded.

"Senior, you're not joking, are you?"

"Why would I joke? You can just leave."

Zhang Fengxian initially dared not move, and after a great internal struggle, he managed to distance himself from Han Feng.

Han Feng ignored Zhang Fengxian and prepared to head to the Broken Heart Sect for his next stop.

He definitely had to go to the Broken Heart Sect; his old acquaintance, Leng Hanmei, was waiting for him.

He then had to seek retribution from the founder of the Broken Heart Sect, even though he had saved her life, and he hadn't even received a word of thanks.

"Fellow Daoist, you've gone too far. You actually dared to break into the Corpse Control Sect, kill seven or eight of my Corpse Kings, and steal all of my sect's spirit stones. Isn't that a bit too domineering?"

A chilling voice rang out.

A boy dressed in a black robe, with an ordinary appearance, stood in front of Han Feng.

The boy's face looked very young, but his eyes were incredibly weathered, as if he had lived through countless years.

The aura of death emanating from his body was also extremely strong, far exceeding that of other corpse kings.