Chapter 1508: Borrowing a Corpse

Boom!

The sky was covered with dark clouds, and bolts of lightning crisscrossed the sky. Lightning struck the ground from the sky, creating a large pit in the soil of the wilderness. In that pit, there were coffins.

Snap!

Another bolt of lightning struck one of the coffins.

No one knew what kind of wood the coffin was made of. When lightning struck it, sparks flew all over the coffin, but it didn't hurt it at all.

One after another, lightning bolts fell, as if they had their own consciousness, and landed on five different coffins.

Lightning flashed above the five coffins. After a long while, the lightning on the coffins disappeared, and the dark clouds and storm in the sky also dissipated.

With a few soft sounds, the lids of the five coffins were slowly pushed open, and the corpses sat up one by one from the coffins.

They were called corpses, but their bodies looked no different from those of living people, with no signs of decay. Apart from the lack of a heartbeat, they couldn't be seen as dead.

Five corpses crawled out of their coffins. Four of them saluted the other and said, "Master Mad Sword Immortal, those guys from the Guardian Alliance never imagined that we had a backup plan on Earth long ago. They thought we had to rely on them and the Tower of Babel. Should we go to the Guardian Alliance and teach them a lesson?"

The Mad Sword Immortal glanced at his own body and said coldly, "These five ancient corpses can only withstand limited amounts of force. A natural disaster-level force would cause irreversible damage to their bodies. Once we lose the protection of the ancient corpses, the Earth's rules will cause us too much harm. So this time, our goal is to find a new spokesperson. We'll have plenty of opportunities to teach them a lesson later. Besides, we still need them to rebuild the Tower of Babel, so it's not appropriate for them to know that we have other ways to descend to Earth."

"Sir, according to the information we received before, there are many warlords on Earth, but only a few of them can become powerful. In the East District, the An family in Luoyang is the strongest. Their strength is enough to compete with large families like the six major families, and they even have the potential to surpass them. If they can be used by us, it will naturally be the best choice. However..." One of the ancient corpses did not finish his words.

"If you have something to say, just say it directly. Being hesitant is not the style of you four immortals of music, chess, calligraphy and painting." The Mad Sword Immortal said lightly.

Because the Guardian Alliance's progress in repairing the Tower of Babel was slow, the Mad Sword Immortal did not want to be controlled by others, and in order to be able to get rid of Wang Mingyuan's constraints, he did not hesitate to use the secret hand left by the immortals in the mythological era, and wanted to find a new spokesperson as soon as possible to replace the role of the Guardian Alliance.

Because he used an ancient corpse to descend to Earth, his own strength was limited by the corpse's physical fitness, and he was unable to unleash the Mad Sword Immortal's true strength. To be safe, the Mad Sword Immortal also called in the four immortals of music, chess, calligraphy and painting, and had them descend to Earth together.

The four immortals of music, chess, calligraphy and painting are all at the disaster level. Although they have not reached the heaven level like the Mad Sword Immortal, they are all hell-level existences. Even if they are affected by the ancient corpse itself and cannot exert their full strength, their strength should not be underestimated.

The Book Immortal who had just spoken continued, "But Wang Mingyuan himself was born in Luoyang, so it's hard to guarantee that he has no connection with the An family. Furthermore, Zhou Wen, who is now at odds with the An family, is one of Wang Mingyuan's disciples. Choosing the An family doesn't seem very suitable."

The Painting Fairy interjected, "Although the An family didn't resist the contract with the Guardian, they are more inclined to develop technological means and are not very enthusiastic about the contract with the Guardian. The bargaining chips in our hands are not that attractive to the An family."

The Mad Sword Immortal listened to them quietly until they finished speaking, then spoke again, "The An family is now so powerful that it's not easy to recruit them for personal use. Furthermore, there's the risk of exposing my cards to Wang Mingyuan."

The four immortals of music, chess, calligraphy and painting all thought that the Mad Sword Immortal had no intention of attacking the An family. However, who knew that the Mad Sword Immortal would change the subject and continue, "Now that Zhou Wen has left the An family and wants to establish a city in Guide Prefecture, this is an opportunity. Establishing a city in a place like Guide Prefecture is not something even the An family can succeed in, not to mention Zhou Wen is alone. Now is his most difficult time, and it is also our best opportunity."

"But Zhou Wen is Wang Mingyuan's disciple. Isn't this inappropriate?" The four immortals looked at each other, obviously doubting the decision of the Mad Sword Immortal.

The Mad Sword Immortal said calmly, "The best way to defeat an enemy is to destroy his confidence. Wang Mingyuan dared to act so arrogantly in the other dimension because his disciples almost completely control the most powerful forces on Earth, leaving us with no other choice. If we can destroy his pride, Wang Mingyuan will be thrown into disarray. We can kill him or plunder him at will."

Thinking of Wang Mingyuan's slap, a barely perceptible murderous intent flashed in the eyes of the Mad Sword Immortal.

"After all, Zhou Wen is Wang Mingyuan's disciple. How can we ensure that he will be used by us instead of just pretending to obey us like Jiang Yan did?" Shuhua said thoughtfully.

"It is because even Wang Mingyuan could not think of it that he is more valuable. In comparison, Zhou Wen, who left the An family, is the easiest one to attack among Wang Mingyuan's disciples. As long as I can destroy his beliefs, I will use the technique of immortal fate to take him in for myself and will never allow any accidents to happen." said the Mad Sword Immortal.

Upon hearing this, the four immortals of music, chess, calligraphy and painting suddenly revealed a look of enlightenment. The painting immortal smiled and said, "I never thought that you, sir, could actually use the art of immortal fate. We are relieved now."

The Book Immortal pondered and said, "I heard that the art of immortal fate is somewhat similar to the art of contract. It must be accepted by the other party willingly in order to work. How do you plan to subdue Zhou Wen, sir?"

"When people face danger, their defenses are most easily breached. A place like Guide Mansion is prone to accidents, isn't it? When they face troubles that they are unable to solve, we can descend from the sky from our high position and save them from danger. This will surely have miraculous effects." As the Mad Sword Immortal spoke, he headed towards Guide Mansion.

The four immortals of music, chess, calligraphy and painting had already understood what the Mad Sword Immortal meant and hurriedly followed him.

At this time in Guide Mansion, Zhou Wen looked at Hui Wan in front of him and felt a headache.

The Qi Jue that Hui Wan practiced was Zhou Wen's Qi Refining Jue. The biggest feature of this Qi Jue was that it was very expensive. As long as one had enough Qi crystals, there was basically no threshold to enter, and one could be promoted all the way to the epic level.

Hui Wan is the poorest among the players and only has money left. He has all kinds of high-level vitality crystals to use at will. Hui Wan has been promoted to epic level at a young age, and now he is just one step away from being promoted to mythical level.

Hui Haifeng did not rashly let Hui Wan use the mythical liquid. He sent Hui Wan here, firstly for Hui Wan's safety, and secondly because he wanted Zhou Wen to help Hui Wan choose a path.

Hui Wan is Hui Haifeng's only son. Hui Haifeng is not willing to entrust Hui Wan's future to anyone other than Zhou Wen.

Good night.

(End of this chapter)