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Chapter 1024 Yin Dao Battles the Marquis

When Lord Shen made his move, it was earth-shattering and extraordinary.

He had previously fought the tiger corpse without any success or failure, and was even trapped for a moment. His disciples either died in battle or sacrificed themselves. The southern border, which he had painstakingly guarded for many years, was in complete chaos due to the three thousand lewd sacrifices.

Everyone thought he was old; although his reputation remained, his strength was no longer what it used to be.

It wasn't until he made his move just now, cleanly and swiftly killing three celestial maidens, that everyone remembered the once mighty pillar of the southern border, the third strongest martial artist in the world.

"Swipe!"

The remaining celestial maidens unleashed streaks of white light, joining the siege of Lord Shen like moths to a flame.

The number had doubled compared to before, and they crashed into the giant pillar and the giant body of Lord Shen like cannonballs, creating thunderous roars as big as mountains, with flames raging and tongues of fire shooting up thousands of meters long.

The Heavenly Maiden's Attendant's attacks completely defied the usual principles of martial arts, treating herself as a weapon to charge recklessly.

It resembles a puppet, a weapon, but it doesn't resemble a living being made of flesh and blood.

Lord Shen gripped the giant pillar and swung it back and forth, hitting a person with each strike, never wasting any extra strength.

With a single, powerful swing, he killed the remaining celestial maidens, leaving white powder scattered everywhere in the sky and on the ground, carried away by the wind.

"So you're the only one called Heavenly Maiden?"

Lord Shen had beaten all the Heavenly Maiden's attendants, and carrying his giant club, he walked straight toward the Heavenly Maiden.

At this moment, no one doubted that Lord Shen could create a miracle, just as he had killed the Heavenly Maiden's attendant, by striking the Heavenly Maiden to death with his Heavenly Staff.

"Tiger Corpse, what are you waiting for? Go and kill Marquis Shen!"

The demon's hoarse roar rang out, urging the tiger corpse to make its move.

Lord Shen's strength exceeded the expectations of both sides. He wielded only a staff, dominating the battlefield with unparalleled might, and nothing could stop him wherever he went.

……

The tiger carcass moved in everyone's sight. It shrugged its shoulders, and the colorful fur on its face and the back of its hands retracted into its body.

With each step he took, the demonic features on his body faded somewhat, and he returned to being a proud and heroic seven-foot-tall man.

The demonic aura on the tiger corpse was rapidly dissipating, but Tianzong's supreme realm not only did not decline, but instead increased even more.

He raised his empty hands, and with his ten fingers moving, he suddenly made a hand gesture.

Tiger Zen Seal.

Zhou You's heart skipped a beat. Although the gesture was unfamiliar, it subconsciously reminded him of the Samsara Seal used by Jiang Nie. The strong stylistic features clearly came from the Buddhist sect.

Could it be that the tiger corpse is also related to Buddhism?

A slight murmur arose among the crowd, clearly indicating that some had recognized the origin of the Tiger Zen Seal.

After forming the Tiger Zen Seal, the last trace of demonic energy on the tiger corpse vanished, and it returned to its former appearance, with a rugged look and an air of unbridled arrogance, its eyes unable to contain anyone present.
Yin Dao, the legendary bandit who once held sway over the southern border, commanding protection money from all sorts of demons and monsters, has returned.

"Tiger Corpse, are you rebelling, betraying us?"

The treacherous demon was astonished. He couldn't understand how the tiger corpse could only survive by clinging to the body of the demon king, having already lost everything.

He calculated with great precision: the first half of the demon king's corpse was for prolonging his life, while the second half was for restoring him to his peak state. Only by completely degenerating into a demon could the tiger corpse have a chance to survive.

By dispelling his demonic aura as he does now, he may briefly regain a human form, but he is cutting off his own path to survival.

Wasn't he looking for revenge against Lord Shen? What a great opportunity! Why did he suddenly have such a bad idea?
Other onlookers were also puzzled as to why the tiger corpse would dismantle its demonic form and appear in human form before the celestial maiden.

Given what Tiger Corpse has done, even if he wanted to abandon darkness and embrace the light, it's too late now.

The only one who wasn't surprised was Lord Shen.

With his aged body, he looked at the imposing, strong man before him and called out, "Yin Dao, aren't you Tiger Corpse?" 'Tiger Corpse' shook his head with a smile, "Yin Dao is not dead."

With a wave of his arms, he spat out the long knife he had just swallowed from his left palm, its skin torn and blood dripping. With his right hand, he pulled out a huge, dejected tiger corpse from the void, with a pair of curved horns on its forehead.

These two items are his signature weapon, the Yin Blade, and the corpse of the Demon King.

This was the first time Zhou You had seen the appearance of this ancestor, and his appearance was the best interpretation of 'heroic spirit'.

A vicious curse came from the side, "Yin Dao, you forcibly pulled out the Demon King's corpse, you are not far from death."

In response, the former tiger corpse, now reborn as Yin Dao, laughed and said, "You're trying to scare me with death, you treacherous demon. I was right. You only have petty cleverness, not great wisdom. You can't cause any real trouble."

The reason I play along with you is because I'm sure you're no threat!

These words are extremely insulting, even more so than cursing someone's ancestors for eighteen generations, especially to a proud and arrogant person like a treacherous demon.

"you?"

The treacherous demon's eyes turned red on the spot; this was the first time he had ever lost his composure.

But Yin Dao ignored him and nodded to Lord Shen, "I don't have much time left. Let's settle this on the spot. If you win, go and do your great affairs. If I win, hehe!"

"Quick-witted and outspoken, just like Yin Dao."

Lord Shen pulled up the giant pillar and smashed it down on Chao Yin's head.
Seeing this, Yin Dao used his arm strength to throw the demon king's corpse into the air, directly towards the direction where the giant pillar would fall.

Then, he gripped the long sword and took a step forward, slashing out.

This strike is devoid of any impurities, carrying no trace of superfluous power; it is the purest form of swordsmanship and energy.

Just like Lord Shen's staff technique, it doesn't have any demonic aura or any other messy power enhancements; it's purely the result of his fist skills being cultivated to the highest level.

The strike that Zhou You saw had already touched upon the essence of the Thirteen Forms of the Martial Saint.

Indeed, all the different styles of martial arts in the world eventually lead to the same goal, just as all rivers flow into the sea and converge on the same great path.

He had always known that the tiger corpse was just an outer shell, and the real body was the Yin Dao beneath it.

He was a martial artist of extreme pride, who concealed his wisdom and manipulated cunning and treacherous villains at will.

The Sky-Piercing Staff and the Yin Blade clashed, causing the void between them to tremble, leaving only the demon king's corpse intact.

However, under the two devastating attacks, the tiger corpse suddenly opened its eyes. It did not revive, but its body reacted in an attempt to save itself in response to the shock of destruction.

However, neither Yin Dao nor Lord Shen will give it a chance.

With a single blow, the giant pillar crashed down onto the tiger's corpse, rolling and crushing it twice before cracking bones and tearing flesh apart.

Then the steel blade pierced through the thicket of hair, tearing through the demon king's corpse's defenses, and with unstoppable force, cleaved its skin into pieces.

In the space where the power of the knife and the staff intersected, the demon king's corpse was dismembered into fragments, then the fragments became particles, and the particles were chopped into dust.

Even the dust didn't last long before it was completely obliterated by the two immense forces.

The last wisp of demonic energy dissipated between heaven and earth.

With a tacit understanding between the two sides, the demon king's corpse was crushed and destroyed by their combined efforts.

At this point, there was nothing left between them, and the final battle between Yin Dao and Lord Shen was about to be revealed.

Everyone is waiting, waiting for the outcome, who will win and who will lose, who will live and who will die.

Even the Heavenly Maiden waited, observing the entire process like an empty projection, without interfering or being affected by the outside world.

(End of this chapter)