Translator: Noodletown Translated Editor: Noodletown Translated

  Qingfeng Li stepped on the ground lightly, afraid that he might make noise that the people in front of him would hear.

  Qingfeng Li took his crew to move forward quickly, and arrived to where the fight was taking place in a short moment.

  A large expanse of empty ground appeared in the front, more than ten thousands meters squared in area.

  In the middle of the empty ground lied a coffin. The coffin was black, three meters long, and one meter wide.

  On the cover of the black coffin, there were different patterns engraved. There were demonic beasts, mountains, plants, and a variety of black textures, which appeared rather evil and strange.

  Many self-cultivator gathered around the coffin, including Linger Yao, the Old Monster of the North Sea, the South Pole Spirit King, White-Brow Daoist Master, the Void Monk, and many other self-cultivators. As many as two hundreds people filled the entire space.

  The sound of battling from earlier, was from the fight between Linger Yao and the Void Monk.

  "Demonic woman, the coffin belongs to us, the Orthodox forces. It has nothing to do with you unorthodox cultivators," the Void Monk smirked while carrying his Demon-suppressing Bowl.

  Linger Yao’s mouth twitched and she said, "Who said that the person inside the coffin was a orthodox self-cultivator? He might have been a unorthodox self-cultivator, or maybe he was a demonic emperor."

  Linger Yao and the Void Monk were arguing against each other, and no one could be persuaded by the other.

  In another direction, the Old Monster of the North Sea, the South Pole Spirit King, and White-Brow Daoist Master were also fighting over the right of control of the coffin.

  This coffin belonged to a Spirit Emperor Realm Master, and his life’s treasures were hidden in the coffin, along with a Spirit Emperor Level Technique.

  Qingfeng Li had sharp and accurate senses, and he could slightly feel the peculiarity of the coffin.

  Think about it, here was the Spirit Emperor Cave, if there was a corpse of a Spirit Emperor Realm Master, then he would certainly cared about his "bone burying ground" very much (where they buried his body). Why would he let people easily find his coffin, everything was going too smoothly……

  "Let’s back off for now, stand away," Qingfeng Li said to Flower Fairy and Xianzhi Qin, and they both backed off.

  "Big Brother Li, why aren’t we fighting for the treasure inside," Flower Fairy frowned and asked Qingfeng.

  Qingfeng explained, "Something’s wrong about this coffin. It might not be the Spirit Emperor Realm Master that was buried inside. It’s better for us to stay away from it."

  Black Puppy nodded, "I also detect a sense of danger from inside the coffin."

  All the other self-cultivators were fighting over the black coffin, everyone attacked each other. Long swords, giant blades, and steel maces collided with each other in the air and created ferocious sparks.

  Cracks appeared in the surroundings, all formed due to the strong vital essence energy colliding around it.

  Even though everyone’s attacks were powerful, it was as if there was a protective light veil over the cave to prevent the energies from being released to the outside. The cave was not actually being destroyed.

  While everyone was fighting, the lid of the black coffin moved slightly, very lightly that only Qingfeng Li noticed it.

  That was because Qingfeng Li had been observing the black coffin while no one else was.

  There were movements in the coffin?

  Qingfeng Li frowned, and a surprised look appeared in his eyes.

  Only dead people would be buried in coffins, so there should not be any movement.

  But the lid of the coffin just moved, which meant there was a living being inside.

  Pzi!

  Once again, the black lid on top of the coffin moved a little to the side, the distance it moved was longer than last time, as far as one finger.

  Qingfeng Li held his breath, and stared at the lid of the black coffin.

  A purplish black finger stretched out from the gap of the black coffin.

  This black finger was as black as ink, with a long fingernail, and it gave off a cold and deep light. It was obviously a legendary evil monster.

  "Puppy, can you tell what that is?" Qingfeng Li stood in the back, looking serious, and asked Black Puppy beside him.

  Black Puppy nodded, "Qingfeng Li, if I’m not mistaken, it should be an zombie emperor; an undead corpse that was formed after a Spirit Emperor Realm master died."

  Upon hearing the black puppy’s words, Qingfeng Li’s face changed greatly, and shock flashed across his eyes. A zombie emperor had appeared.

  He knew that some powerful self-cultivators did not want to accept their fate after dying, so they would save their last breath, and make their corpse mutate so that they could have a chance of coming back to life in the future.

  Of course, the resurrected self-cultivators were no longer their old selves; they became zombie cultivators, which were in between life and death.

  "Linger Yao, back off. It is dangerous around the coffin," Qingfeng Li’s face changed, and he yelled at Linger Yao, who was fighting in the front.

  Upon hearing Qingfeng Li’s words, Linger Yao’s face changed. She stomped on the ground, backed off as fast as a lighting bolt, and left the coffin area in a moment.

  Linger Yao had an instinctive trust to Qingfeng Li, since this man was acknowledged by the Demonic Peacock Empress.

  Think about it, a man that was acknowledged by the Demonic Peacock Express must have something extraordinary about him.

  Boom!

  As soon as Linger Yao left the coffin area, there was a thud, and the lid on the coffin was opened. A black man sat up in the coffin.

  To be specific he was not a man, but a corpse, and indeed a black corpse.

  The black corpse had a similar appearance to a human, but his whole body was as black as ink, with long and thin fingernails. His face looked gloomy, and his eyes gave off a dark light, which was different from normal human.

  "A zombie emperor! A zombie emperor that resurrected!" Upon seeing this corpse, Linger Yao’s face changed greatly, and she said with a shocked voice.

  Even though Linger Yao was strong, she was only a half-step King Realm master, which was very different from an actual King Realm master.

  Upon seeing the corpse that sat up in the coffin, the self-cultivators around all changed their faces, they backed off and tried to escape.

  But it was too late. The zombie emperor would certainly not let them to escape.

  The right claw of the zombie emperor suddenly swung forward, with changed into a giant black claw engulfed in a dark black light, and clawed onto more than ten self-cultivators. The attack was so powerful that the bodies of those self-cultivators exploded and disappear into pieces.

  These normal self-cultivators were no match for the zombie emperor.

  The Old Monster of the North Sea’s face changed and he wanted to run, but the zombie emperor stretched out his right hand and smacked him, which broke one arm of the Old Monster of the North Sea right away.

  The Old Monster of the North Sea was sent into the air, letting out a scream and spitting out some blood.

  Fortunately, the zombie emperor was sitting inside the coffin instead of standing, or else the Old Monster of the North Sea would have been dead by now.

  "Qingfeng Li, thank you so much. If it wasn’t for you, then I would be in danger now," upon seeing the Old Monster of the North Sea so severely injured, Linger Yao said to Qingfeng Li.

  Linger Yao was standing beside the Old Monster of the North Sea, and she was the closest to the coffin. If Qingfeng Li did not tell her to back off, the one that was severely injured now would have been her.