Chapter 866 — The Dragon King's Remains Stir
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Shen Mu returned into the hanging coffin, and Xing An came in after him carrying his chest, glancing at the "Heavenly Venerable Yu" who had leapt into the coffin, at Yan Qiling and Mu Qiubai and the others. The blind old man had no liking for any of them, so they could only leave.
Suddenly a bloody dragon head surfaced from the water and leapt into the coffin.
It was the Heavenly Dragon King, gnawed by the corpse demons until only a head remained. Yet he was still not dead, still hanging on to one last breath.
The Heavenly Dragon King glared viciously at them, huddling in a corner and gasping out his remnant life, wary of everyone to an unnatural degree, his face suffused with corpse qi.
The corpse demons spawned from the Imperial Corpse bore a most violent poison, and it was now driving into his brain and staining his primordial spirit. The hanging coffin shut with a click.
Beyond the coffin came the sound of water.
A great many people had entered the hanging coffin before, yet now only these few survived.
Many had perished on the way while breaking the seal of Fallen God Valley, some had died by slaughtering one another, and some had been eaten by the corpse demons. Yan Qiling had once been attended by many maids, and now only one remained, and she was gravely wounded. Yet this hanging coffin was still fraught with peril.
The Heavenly Dragon King was being assimilated by the corpse poison of the Imperial Corpse demon, and though only a great head was left he still panted out gusts of corpse qi with a wheezing breath.
"Heavenly Dragon King, you are about to turn into a corpse," the Dragon Qilin could not help whispering in warning.
"The Cult Master is skilled in medicine. Perhaps he can help you drive out the poison.
" "Hehe, you want to kill me?
" The Heavenly Dragon King's head wheezed as it breathed, the airflow sucked in through his mouth yet jetting out through his neck, while green corpse qi shrouded him. The divine dragon was abnormally alert and sneered, "You cannot kill me so you want to poison me to death?
It will not be that easy!
Hehe he. .
. " The Dragon Qilin frowned deeply and looked toward Shen Mu.
Shen Mu shook his head and said, "He is beyond saving.
Even I cannot undo the poison of the Imperial Corpse. If Grandpa Apothecary were here, there might still be hope.
" The Dragon Qilin darkened. The Heavenly Dragon King had done him a kindness and helped him complete his technique, and he dearly wished to heal this divine dragon, yet since even Shen Mu had no way, he naturally had still less means.
The Heavenly Dragon King was still urging his magical power in an attempt to drive out the corpse qi, yet everyone in the hanging coffin could clearly see his vital energy slowly emulsifying, as if turning into a green slurry. The divine runes within his vital energy had also been tainted by the poison and were breaking apart one after another.
Xing An shuddered, and carrying his chest he silently left the pavilion, withdrew into the darkness, and vanished.
The Heavenly Dragon King's two huge dragon eyes had already turned white, the pupils gone, yet his eyelids still blinked, as though he could still see everything around him. Yan Qiling and Mu Qiubai felt a chill in their hearts and also quietly drew back, disappearing into the darkness.
Shen Mu signaled to the Dragon Qilin, and the Dragon Qilin hurried to follow him, while Yaner turned into an azure sparrow perched atop the Dragon Qilin's head, walking silently into the darkness. The "Heavenly Venerable Yu" had left at some unknown moment, hidden none knew where.
"I see you!
" Corpse fluid dripped from the Heavenly Dragon King's mouth as he stared with pupil-less eyes and cried, "I see you! None of you think of harming me!
Hoo, hoo.
.
. I see you. .