535: C535 The River Styx Has Faded and the Effect of the Evil Corpse

C535 The River Styx Has Faded and the Effect of the Evil Corpse

The Terminator Dragon Fist had never been this powerful.

The terrifying power of the Three Realms exploded in this place. It was so violent that it was hard to imagine.

That power was like the sun in the sky. It was like the world was collapsing. It was so powerful!

The might of Patriarch of the Nether River's Yuan Tu Killing Sword was already at the peak of Quasi-Saints, but at this moment, there were signs of him being defeated.

"You …!" In Patriarch of the Nether River's eyes, there was an incomparable shock. But the next moment, that terrifying power directly blew him away.

Ao Mo looked at him and said, "You, lost!"

If the experts from the Three Realms knew that he had defeated a Quasi-Dao Saint, then their fear of Ao Mo would increase to an unprecedented level.

Of course, Ao Mo was not proud at all.

This was because he was only lucky that he was able to defeat Patriarch of the Nether River.

First of all, the Terminator Dragon Fist carried the might of the heavenly tribulation. Just after taking the punishment, there would be traces of power left in his body. With this terrifying power, Ao Mo was able to win with one punch.

Of course, this also included the fact that Patriarch of the Nether River's Anot-nose sword was in Ao Mo's hands, which affected the display of his power.

Patriarch of the Nether River was also aware of these factors.

Other than that, Ao Mo only had one move. If both sides continued to fight, the outcome of this battle would be uncertain.

But, winning is winning, losing is losing. As Patriarch of the Nether River, how could he act shamelessly?

He said, "Alright, I've lost today. Goodbye."

After Patriarch of the Nether River finished his sentence, he left without a single trace of reluctance.

Although he was a madman, at the very least, he had the perseverance and pride of a madman. Just this point alone was incomparable to the vast majority of the living beings in the Three Realms.

"Hmph, River Styx, you missed this great matter of this humble Taoist!"

When the Evil Corpse Body saw that the Styx had left, it immediately roared.

If they could cooperate with each other and kill Ao Mo, that would be perfect.

But this guy, Styx, did not take action when Ao Mo was at his weakest. Not only did he let Ao Mo live, he even made him stronger. Trouble!

This Evil Corpse knew that its calculations today would not succeed, so it directly turned into a shadow and completely disappeared.

He was straightforward, leaving as he pleased without the slightest hesitation.

Seeing him disappear, Ao Mo felt a little regretful. He sighed and said, "Your Majesty Divine Emperor, this fellow is a scourge."

The Evil Corpse Body wanted to keep Ao Mo alive to kill him, but Ao Mo had the same thought too.

Of course, Ao Mo clearly knew that Fu Xi and Divine Emperor had their own plans.

But he still decided to ask.

Fu Xi sighed and said, "His Majesty the Dragon Emperor, that fellow is Cundhi Sage's Evil Corpse Body. If this incarnation is destroyed, Cundhi can slash out another incarnation from the Heavenly Dao."

Ao Mo immediately understood when he heard that.

The way Divine Emperor and Fu Xi did things, they were obviously plotting against that saint!

Although the Evil Corpse was a scourge, he had already escaped Cundhi's control. Coincidentally, he was also connected to Cundhi's bloodline, so he was Cundhi's weakness.1

This was like a landmine. Normally, it wasn't a big deal, but in case they stepped on it …

However, there were many things that could not be revealed.

"Divine Emperor, how are you going to deal with this monkey?"

"In addition, this junior also has something that I would like to ask senior for …"

Fu Xi replied, "This monkey is extremely important to Ancient Demonic Ape. However, he is still a demi-human, after all. Thus, I wish to conserve him until he reaches the Emperor of Nuwa."

Sun Wukong was of the demon race, and Mother Nuwa was also a saint of the demon race. Thus, it made sense for her to send him to her.

Ao Mo thought:

"Is Saint Nuwa about to do something?" Ning asked. As expected, when this world has fallen into chaos, the saints began to plot and plot against each other. "

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