diymy Chapter 405 Ancient Demonic Corpse
Chapter 405 Ancient Demonic Corpse
The giant hand was blasted back by Lin Chen's punch.
Five fingers bent, and the sound of bones breaking came from inside the mountain.
Several pieces of armor fell from the sky and crashed to the ground, creating several large craters.
The hand retracted into the mountainside with such speed that it looked as if it had been scalded.
The cracks in the mountain grew larger, and dark red light shone through them, turning half the sky red.
It resembled a sunset, but was more eerie and sinister.
The aura grew even stronger, so strong that even Lin Chen, a peak Celestial Immortal, felt somewhat oppressed and threatened.
The owner of that hand is awakening.
It sensed Lin Chen's power and felt threatened.
It is gathering strength to break through the seal, hoping to unleash even greater power.
Lin Chen took a deep breath, raised his hand again, and with his fingers like a sword, gently slashed at the mountain.
An invisible sword aura shot out from Lin Chen's fingertips, so fast that it was invisible and too fast to react.
The sword energy ripped through the void, leaving a black spatial rift.
The void rift, like a scar, stretches across the heavens and earth, only a finger's width wide, but its length extends to the horizon.
Tiny bolts of lightning crackled and popped along the edge of the crack.
That was the space's self-repair mechanism, but the repair was very slow because the sword energy was too destructive.
The sword energy landed on that mountain.
"boom--"
The entire mountain was split in two.
From the mountaintop to the foot of the mountain, it is neatly split open, like a sliced cake.
Things inside the mountain were exposed to the sunlight for the first time.
Lin Chen finally saw the true nature of that hand.
A gigantic corpse, thousands of feet long, lay inside the mountain, like a fossil embedded in the stone.
It was completely black, covered with dark red patterns that were densely packed and covered every inch of the corpse's surface.
It resembles a giant net, or some kind of ancient rune.
The corpse was shaped like a human, but it wasn't a human.
It has limbs, a torso, and a head, but the proportions are completely off.
The arms are too long; they can touch the knees when they hang down. The head is too big and disproportionate to the torso.
Its skin is not human skin, but a hard, shell-like substance with fine lines, resembling the scales of some kind of creature.
Its eyes were closed, and its eyelids were slightly sunken, like two black holes.
Its mouth was slightly open, revealing two rows of sharp teeth, each as long as a dagger, arranged neatly like a row of saws.
Its body was bound by countless black chains.
The chain was as thick as an adult's arm, and its surface was covered with dark gold runes that were faintly glowing.
But the light was already very faint, like a candle about to go out.
The other end of the chain leads deep underground, to an unknown destination.
Lin Chen's sword cleaved the mountain, but it did not break the chains.
The dark gold runes on the chains flickered, blocking the aftershocks of the sword energy.
Although the energy of those runes had decayed, it was still powerful enough to withstand a blow from a peak Celestial Immortal.
Lin Chen looked at the corpse and suddenly felt a strange sensation.
It wasn't fear, it wasn't disgust, it wasn't curiosity.
It's a more primal, deeper, ingrained feeling.
He recognized the thing, but he was certain he hadn't heard of it from any source.
It's like an understanding etched into your bones, imprinted deep in your soul.
Primordial Demon Corpse – an evil being sealed away by an ancient powerful being.
They are not native to this world, but come from beyond, from somewhere deep in the starry sky.
They descended upon this world ten thousand years ago, devouring countless lives and destroying countless civilizations.
Finally, the ancient powerful beings joined forces to defeat and seal them away.
But the seal is not permanent.
Ten thousand years have passed, and the power of the seal has faded.
The surge of spiritual energy brought about by the great changes in the world is accelerating this process.
This ancient demonic corpse is just one of them.
In other parts of the world, deeper underground, and in the farthest oceans, more seals are loosening, and more ancient demons are awakening.
The ancient demon corpse's eyelids twitched, as if it were about to open them. Its eyelids were twitching violently, as if it were fighting against some kind of force.
But the power of the seal is suppressing it, preventing it from waking up.
But it didn't want to wait any longer; it had been provoked by Lin Chen.
Seeing this, Lin Chen did not hesitate and struck again with his sword.
This sword strike was faster, more ruthless, and more accurate than the previous one.
This time, Lin Chen aimed at the eyes of the ancient demon corpse.
The sword energy ripped through the void, leaving a wider and longer black crack.
At the edge of the crack, the lightning bolts leaped more violently, emitting a piercing crackling sound.
The sword energy landed on the eyes of the ancient demon corpse.
Its eyelid was instantly slashed open, and black blood flowed from the wound, thick like ink, with a pungent, putrid smell.
Blood dripped onto the ground, making a sizzling sound. The ground was corroded into a large pit, with white smoke rising from the edge of the pit, mixed with dark red sparks.
The ancient demon corpse let out a low roar.
The sound wasn't loud, but it sent shivers down your spine and made your heart pound.
It's like some kind of infrasound, directly affecting the soul.
Within a radius of a hundred miles, all living beings felt the impact and were all turned into dust.
Even standing a hundred miles away, Zhao Zilong was shaken by the roar, his blood surging, his whole body swaying, and his vision going black.
Lin Chen glanced back at Zhao Zilong, then waved his hand, enveloping him in a burst of true energy.
Golden true energy formed a circular shield around Zhao Zilong, blocking all sound waves and impacts.
Zhao Zilong finally regained his composure, panting heavily, feeling a wave of lingering fear.
At this moment, the ancient demon corpse finally opened its eyes a crack.
Dark red pupils, without irises or whites, just a blur of color.
That chaotic feeling was like some kind of liquid, slowly flowing in my eyes, occasionally bubbling up a few bubbles.
It looked at Lin Chen with eyes devoid of emotion and intelligence, filled only with pure killing intent.
That killing intent wasn't directed at Lin Chen personally, but at all living beings.
It raised its hand and lashed out with its claws again.
This claw strike was faster, fiercer, and more ruthless than the previous one.
The speed was so fast that Lin Chen's eyes couldn't keep up, and he could only rely on his divine sense to capture it.
The force was so great that the air was compressed into white shockwaves, which arrived before the palm of the hand.
It was so ruthless that even space itself was torn apart. Five black cracks extended from his fingertips, like five black snakes, lunging towards Lin Chen.