"The Corpse Clan was expelled to the north by the Dao Court a long time ago. How did you enter the jurisdiction of Yujing?!" Prince Yunhao asked solemnly to the Corpses that had surrounded him.

But these corpses said nothing and, under the order of the corpse leader, attacked Prince Yun Hao.

Prince Yun Hao had no choice but to accept the challenge. The 390,000 dust forces in his soul were circulated without reservation and were consumed at an extremely fast rate. Prince Yun Hao then engaged in an extremely brutal battle with more than a hundred rotten corpses.

Every time Prince Yun Hao kills a rotten corpse, he will consume ten thousand dusts of great momentum. Ten thousand dusts of great momentum is the minimum amount of great momentum required to cause fatal damage to a rotten corpse.

After killing twenty-three corpses and seriously injuring eight corpses, Prince Yun Hao's great power was completely exhausted, and the speed at which Prince Yun Hao's own mana was consumed exceeded the speed at which it was replenished.

In the end, Prince Yun Hao could only use the great power of the Great Way of Light that he had attained. After trying his best to kill three more corpses, he was exhausted.

"Whose orders are you following? I am the prince of the Pure Good Dao Kingdom."

"I am Yun Hao, the prince of the Pure Good Dao Kingdom."

"If you can let me go, the Pure Good Dao Kingdom will reward you handsomely."

Yun Hao was covered in blood, leaning on his sword with one hand and shouting at the rotten corpses around him.

But these rotten corpses were completely indifferent, and just stared at Prince Yun Hao with eyes full of murderous intent and death.

The corpses gathered around him, roaring as if they wanted to tear Prince Yun Hao apart and devour him. Prince Yun Hao gasped for breath and looked at the corpse leader who stepped forward and said, "Wait a moment."

The leader of the Corpse Clan stopped and stared at Prince Yun Hao with his pure white eyes and withered and rotten face.

Prince Yunhao said to the leader of the Corpse Tribe, "It seems I must die today, but I am the crown prince of a country. I cannot die without a complete body, and I cannot bring disgrace to my country. Please let me sit and die on my own, is that alright?"

The leader of the rotten corpse tribe was stunned for a moment when he heard this, and then he let out a roar. The rotten corpses around him who were ready to make a move immediately took three steps back reluctantly, and the rotten corpse leader also took three steps back.

Seeing the actions of the Corpse Tribe, Prince Yun Hao said to the Corpse Tribe leader, "Thank you very much."

Then he swung the sword in the air, and with a light "puff" sound, the sharp blade cut through Prince Yun Hao's throat. As the immortal blood splattered, Prince Yun Hao seemed to let out an unwilling sigh from his throat.

Afterwards, the sword in Prince Yunhao's hand slipped, his body softened and he sat down on the ground. Immediately afterwards, his soul jumped out of his body and sat cross-legged on top of his body. Then he pinched the magic formula with his hands, chanted the magic spell, and passed away.

The leader of the Corpse Tribe immediately stepped forward to investigate. After confirming that Prince Yun Hao had fallen, he turned back and shouted to the remaining sixty or so Corpses, "Clean up all traces immediately!"

Soon, more than sixty corpses took the bodies of the dead corpses, cleaned up all traces of themselves here, and disappeared into the dark mountains and forests shrouded in violent storms.