1232: Chapter 475: The Doubtful Tomb and the Doppelganger_1 1232: Chapter 475: The Doubtful Tomb and the Doppelganger_1 Predecessor Santa slamd his Fire Staff, and as a center, nine layers of Spirit Fire spread out in the void.
In the rolling flas, every corpse was ignited.
But these Ancient Corpses possessed incredible vitality.
Even when burned by Tier-7 Spirit Fire, they struggled fiercely in the flas, trying to regroup.
Master frowned again.
He had reversed the rules in his mini-world, and the Ancient Corpse had been easily shattered by the Swordswoman.
But why couldn’t it be completely destroyed?
The corpse seed not strong enough, but it could resist his mini-world to a certain extent.
Its survival was really strange.
Santa was reluctant to use his own Tire-8 Pure Fire, after all, there were only a few that he had brought from the original body, and in this current environnt, using one would an having one less.
However, Tier-7 Spirit Fire was clearly not enough for these Ancient Corpses.
Master secretly communicated with the Swordswoman, as the core of the Myriad Corpse Demonic Seal had not yet been refined in the Sword Sheath.
If more corpse fragnts were collected, dangerous changes might occur.
So Master chose Jorge Gourd and borrowed a Fire Pill from his brother to put inside it.
Master held Jorge Gourd with one hand, turning it into the size of a house in mid-air.
In his other hand, he held the Ice and Snow Divine Sword.
The Ice and Snow Divine Sword was surprised and flattered!
Unexpectedly, after the Swordswoman arrived, Master didn’t completely abandon it.
So, the Ice and Snow Divine Sword mustered all its strength and urged its greatest Divine Powers!
Master flicked his fingers, controlling the Ice and Snow Divine Sword to fall down, piercing a piece of corpse with a “chi” sound.
The corpse had already grown so thick tendrils, quickly crawling like a crab on Predecessor Santa’s sea of fire.
After being pierced by the Ice and Snow Divine Sword, all the tendrils wrapped themselves around the sword, and a rich Blood Evil Spirit even surged from its body, trying to infect the Ice and Snow Divine Sword.
The Tier-7 Sword Artifact released a cold current with a “whoosh,” freezing the corpse stiff.
Master smiled in satisfaction, then flicked the corpse from the blade into Jorge Gourd.
Chi!
Chi!
Chi!
One after another, corpse fragnts were skewered by the Ice and Snow Divine Sword and thrown into Jorge Gourd.
With the blazing fire, including several Tire-8 Pure Fire, corpse fragnts in the gourd finally showed signs of being refined.
Master’s sword handling was swift; he had made great progress in his swordsmanship recently.
The Ice and Snow Divine Sword was beside itself: So this is the purpose Master thought of for!
It’s just like the iron skewer used at street-side barbecue stalls.
He didn’t dare to ask the Swordswoman to do such a thing, so why treat like this?
The Ice and Snow Divine Sword expressed its resistance, but as soon as this thought erged, it heard a cold snort from the Swordswoman!
This was a special communication thod between the ancient artifacts of Eden Cave, sothing Master couldn’t detect.
The Ice and Snow Divine Sword felt a great sense of grievance.
It understood the Swordswoman’s aning.
It wanted to rebel, but both of them were bullying it!
But it didn’t dare…
Although the Swordswoman appeared cold in front of Master, her high position as the overseer of the artifacts in Eden Cave was earned through her strength.
All the sword artifacts had been beaten by her back then.
As a famous rebel in the Eden Cave, Ice and Snow Divine Sword was one of her main bullying targets.
It didn’t want to relive the past.
Master was originally sowhat uneasy, as this task was a bit unkind, but he didn’t expect the Ice and Snow Divine Sword to have no complaints.
Instead, he felt a little guilty.
He had misunderstood it before, as it turned out to be such a hardworking and loyal child!
Chi chi chi…
One by one, the corpse fragnts were caught in Jorge Gourd, and as they were refined in the massive Spirit Fire, they lted and shrank.
The remaining corpses scattered and fled, but Master’s movents were flexible, and within his mini-world, he could travel a thousand miles in an instant.
In less than half a Shichen (1 hour), he had captured all the fragnts and threw them into the gourd.
The Giant Wolf Mountain Range gradually regained its peace without the Ancient Corpse causing trouble.
Master waved his hand and said to Glenn Mitchell and Windsor, “You two go down and have a look.”
Glenn Mitchell nodded and led Windsor down.
This Great Tomb had been destroyed by the Ancient Corpse, but Glenn Mitchell was at the Sixth Great Realm, and with his powerful Divine Powers, he quickly cleared the ss by moving a lot of mud, sand, and rubble.
Windsor cooperated with him, carefully inspecting the tomb, then ca back full of doubts, “Master, the tomb has a high level of rule and is arranged with Tier-9 Witch Seals, but there are no burial objects!”
Master frowned.
The situation beca even more mysterious.
The Tier-9 Witch Seal could only be Borg’s work.
This was indeed his personally arranged place of slumber, maintaining the vitality of his body with the powerful seal.
But where had his vast wealth and the four artifacts gone?
At this mont, within Jorge Gourd, as the flas refined the fragnts, they shrunk to the size of rice grains – yet no further change occurred.
And these tiny fragnts, one by one, beca restless, swiftly swimming together in the fire, gathering to form a new corpse fragnt, only the size of a fingertip but no longer able to be refined!
Thud!
The little corpse fragnt hit the gourd wall with force.
Jorge Gourd spat out a mouthful of fire, panicking and seeking help from Master, “Master, please save -”
“I can’t contain it!”
The tiny corpse fragnt burst with astonishing power, hitting the gourd wall again.
Jorge Gourd continued to spit out true fire, while Master’s divine sense had already detected everything happening inside the gourd.
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