This is not to say that the Corpse Controlling Sect is antisocial, but rather that other sects are afraid of them.
The disciples of the Corpse Control Sect are all ruthless, even if they claim to treat you as a friend.
But you will find that you died without knowing how, and your body has been turned into a corpse puppet by the disciples of the Corpse Control Sect.
Such incidents occurred frequently in Lingzhou, and at one point aroused public outrage in Lingzhou.
However, due to the overwhelming strength of the Corpse Control Sect, the Lingzhou sects had no choice but to give up.
The end result was that the disciples of the Corpse Control Sect were isolated, and they would stay far away from anyone who knew that the visitor was from the Corpse Control Sect.
This also leads to the fact that disciples of the Corpse Control Sect always conceal their identities when traveling.
The sects of the Corpse Controlling Sect were terrified of the mere mention of the name, and no one from any of them dared to visit.
No one even came to visit, let alone dared to provoke the Corpse Control Sect.
But today is different from usual. The Corpse Control Sect has activated its protective formation, and the sect's defenses have doubled.
Another sect elder has emerged from seclusion, primarily to guard against a certain individual.
Among the many high-ranking members of the Corpse Controlling Sect, there was a handsome man who stood out from the crowd.
"Logically speaking, Han Feng should be following behind me. I've been here for so long, why hasn't he arrived yet?" The immortal corpse became impatient.
"Lord Immortal Corpse, rest assured. Anyone who's been chasing you will be crippled or killed if they come here. It's better if they don't come at all; it will save us a lot of trouble," said Zhang Fengxian, the Grand Elder of the Corpse Controlling Sect, with a smile.
The Corpse Control Sect is not made up of kind-hearted people; they must have ulterior motives for helping the immortal corpse.
After they helped the immortal corpse, the immortal corpse had to give back its immortal energy to the many corpse kings.
Many of the Corpse Kings absorbed this immortal energy, and their bodies all underwent significant improvements.
As the Grand Elder of the Corpse Control Sect, Zhang Fengxian must have heard of Han Feng.
Based on the description and reaction of the immortal corpse, he was certain that Han Feng was not an easy enemy to deal with.
Now that Han Feng hasn't come knocking, Zhang Fengxian is definitely happy, as this means he's gained the immortal energy of the immortal corpse for free.
This upset the immortal corpse, as all his efforts had been in vain.
He's now considering whether to back out and forcefully break out of the Corpse Control Sect.
"Elder, something terrible has happened! A young man dressed in blue is heading towards our sect."
A disciple of the Corpse Control Sect came up to report.
"This man in blue must be Han Feng. I knew he would come." The immortal corpse looked excited.
“When someone wants to die, there’s really no stopping them.” Zhang Fengxian gritted his teeth.
"Please prepare well, fellow Daoist. This Han Feng has just come from the Taiqing Sect. Even if the second-generation patriarch of the Taiqing Sect and I joined forces, we would not be his match."
"Don't worry, our sect's strength far surpasses that of the Taiqing Sect. We have more than a dozen people at the late Mahayana stage, far exceeding the Taiqing Sect. Our first patriarch is in seclusion within the sect, and there are few people in the entire realm who can rival him."
"That's good. Han Feng is very strong, but he cultivates a body-refining technique, and his flesh and blood are far more vigorous than ordinary people. If we can eat him, our strength will increase by leaps and bounds."
"Really? That's good news."
A smile crept across Zhang Fengxian's lips, his eyes gleaming with greed.
Just as Han Feng had imagined, the entire Corpse Control Sect had deteriorated to an extreme degree.
In the beginning, the Corpse Control Sect was probably dominated by humans who controlled powerful corpses to fight.
However, as time went on, the Corpse Control Sect members, in order to protect themselves, had already turned themselves into corpse puppets.
In this way, they can obtain powerful physical bodies and longer lifespans.
The person who lived the longest in the entire Lingzhou was Zhang Xiaofan, and the method he relied on was the corpse refining technique in the "Corpse Scripture".
Many Mahayana stage cultivators younger than Zhang Xiaofan have passed away, yet Zhang Xiaofan is still alive and well.
After discussing it, the two had already divided Han Feng's assets among themselves.
Once Han Feng is killed, one-tenth of his flesh and blood will be given to the immortal corpse.
The immortal corpse bestowed its immortal energy upon Zhang Fengxian and others.
The two have reached a preliminary agreement, but each has their own agenda and will definitely make their move when the time is right.
"Fellow Daoists, have you been waiting for me here for a long time? Gossiping behind other people's backs is not a good thing."
A discordant sound rang out.
"Han Feng, how did you get here?"
The immortal corpse and Zhang Fengxian could not hide the surprise on their faces.
The disciples of the Corpse Control Sect had just said that Han Feng was heading towards the Corpse Control Sect, so how did he suddenly arrive here?
"This disciple also doesn't know. I just checked and this person was still within a hundred kilometers, so how did he suddenly arrive here?" The disciple of the Corpse Control Sect quickly explained.
"Go down!"
Zhang Fengxian said coldly.
The disciples of the Corpse Control Sect felt as if they had been granted a pardon and quickly moved away from the three people.
With their terrifying strength, the three of them could easily annihilate him with a single move.
"Han Feng, I don't think we have any deep-seated hatred. As long as you're willing to let me go, we can talk everything over," the immortal corpse said.
"Weren't you just thinking of ambushing me with the Corpse Control Sect? Why have you changed your mind and want to make peace with me now?" Han Feng exposed him directly.
He had actually heard their conversation.
When the Corpse Control Sect discovered him, Han Feng used the Golden Crow Technique.
After absorbing the Golden Crow essence blood from Jin Yeyang, his Golden Crow transformation was stronger than Jin Yeyang's.
What used to take two or three minutes to cover a distance of 100 li now only takes him a few seconds.
"Han Feng, don't be so arrogant. This is the Corpse Control Sect, not the Taiqing Sect or the Heavenly Demon Sect. You can't just do whatever you want here." Zhang Fengxian said with a gloomy face.
"You have a point, but I'll just treat it the same way, what can you do about it?"
Han Feng stopped being polite to the two and began to radiate a dazzling golden light.
A true form with three heads and six arms was formed, with two arms reaching out to the two people.
"Run!"
The immortal corpse was terrified and instinctively headed deeper into the Corpse Control Sect.
Zhang Fengxian was left somewhat bewildered. He quickly sensed Han Feng's powerful aura and followed closely behind the immortal corpse.
But Zhang Fengxian was ultimately a step too slow, and Han Feng grabbed one of his arms.
With a hiss.
His arm was ripped off by Han Feng, and large chunks of black blood dripped from the wound, staining the ground black.
Terrified, Zhang Fengxian disregarded his injuries and headed towards the Corpse Control Sect.
Han Feng followed closely behind, continuously inflicting wounds on the two of them.
He didn't intend to kill the two of them; if he were too forceful, he might frighten the powerful members of the Corpse Control Sect from coming out.
Zhang Fengxian and his companion were well aware of their own limitations and dared not linger or resist, continuing their journey towards the Corpse Control Sect.
“Dear Ancestral Masters! Your disciple Zhang Fengxian is willing to offer his flesh and blood in the late stage of Mahayana Buddhism, and hopes that you can lend a helping hand.”
Zhang Fengxian was in a very disheveled state, his clothes were tattered and torn.
His body was covered in wounds, not a single part of him was intact, and one of his arms was gone.
The immortal corpse was slightly better off than Zhang Fengxian, except that it had a large hole punched in its chest, from which blood was constantly seeping out.
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