The Three Great Corpse Kings originated from the Mad Corpse Domain, one of the Lower Realm Ten Thousand Realms.

Back then, they ascended together with Brother Cheng.

At that time, among the elites of the Ten Thousand Realms, they were not particularly outstanding.

The advantage of the Corpse Race is that it's very difficult to kill them completely, and they can easily rise from the ashes.

Moreover, when they revive, there's a great chance they'll come with a massive army of corpse puppets.

But unfortunately, during that era, they didn't have the opportunity to make a name for themselves.

Every crisis they encountered was sudden and far exceeded everyone's capabilities, leaving no prolonged time for them to rise from the ashes, and not enough corpses for refining corpse puppets.

Immediate combat power was always needed, and the Corpse Race's frontal combat power wasn't particularly strong, relying mostly on their formidable bodies.

In the Lower Realm Ten Thousand Realms, there were many with stronger bodies than theirs, such as the Bone Race, Demon Race, and Celestial Artifact Race...

And those like the Desolate Race, Demon Cultivators, and Sword Cultivators were even more formidable, each having endless means.

So, back then, these three Corpse Saints were quite marginalized.

During meetings, they didn't have seats and could only wait outside.

And in the long history of their Mad Corpse Domain, no one had successfully ascended to become an immortal.

Brother Cheng noticed them because they faintly emitted a corpse stench.

Every time they stood there, an automatic space of over ten meters cleared around them, leaving them quite hurt.

Coupled with their peculiar dress at the time, wrapped in white cloth like mummies, they were quite conspicuous.

Otherwise, he wouldn't have had any impression of them.

Unexpectedly, they clung to the Middle Immortal Realm and didn't ascend.

"Elder, do you... know them?"

Seeing his suddenly enlightened expression, Yuan Sheng and Yuan Shu quickly and anxiously inquired.

"Could it be that they are old friends of yours?"

Facing their hopeful gazes, Brother Cheng nodded.

"Sort of!"

Yuan Sheng and Yuan Shu were overjoyed: "That's great!"

"We were scared to death just now!"

The two exhaled in relief.

Since they were also old friends, they shouldn't be enemies here to destroy the Feixian Sect.

After all, when facing the Corpse Kings, they couldn't even muster the thought of resistance.

The ancestor indeed had 'broad social connections', even with the terrifying Corpse Race?

What had he done in the past?

"What did they come for?"

"They didn't say. Elder, why don't you go out and meet them?"

Go out and meet them?

Brother Cheng silently complained, should he personally go to the mountain gate to welcome these three marginal figures?

They weren't that prestigious, right?

If this spread, wouldn't Gui Cang, Void Abyss, and others look down on him in the future?

He waved his hand: "Tell them to come in and see me themselves."

"And leave those shabby coffins outside, and don't bring too many corpse puppets, I dislike the strong stench!"

Huh?

Yuan Sheng and Yuan Shu were speechless and couldn't help but complain.

These were the Three Great Corpse Kings, who shook the Middle Immortal Realm, compelling dozens of surrounding Celestial Domains to concede!

Elder, could you treat them with a bit more caution?

Outside the mountain gate now, Yuan Zhen, Yuan Mu, and other elders led a group of disciples waiting outside the gate.

The autumn wind blew, causing a chill to run through them, as if winter had come early.

The Three Great Corpse Kings on the opposite side looked mostly like normal people, with noses and eyes, but a slight perception revealed the heavy death qi.

Even a glance from them seemed to threaten to drag one into a world of eternal darkness.

Along with the thousand silent corpse puppets behind them, the feeling was even more chilling.

As the three arrived, they spoke only two sentences.

"Is Sect Leader Jiang here?"

"Tell him Zhan Yan, Wan Mo, and Yin Sha request a meeting."

Afterwards, there was no further movement.

No breathing, no divine soul waves, not even a glint in their eyes, truly appearing as lifeless.

Yuan Zhen Immortal Venerable really wanted to say something to ease the ice-cold atmosphere.

But in the face of these Three Great Corpse Kings, he truly didn't know how to phrase anything.

He feared that speaking rashly might violate some taboo and provoke a catastrophic attack.

Even he, as the sect leader, had such thoughts, let alone the other elders and distant disciples.

Everyone was tense, sweating and holding their breath.

Just hoping Elder Jiang would appear soon and deal with these three fearsome presences.

They didn't wait long before Yuan Sheng and Yuan Shu flew over.

Yuan Zhen genuinely wanted to ask what the elder said and how he responded.

But now, he didn't even dare to transmit his voice aloud.

Seeing the two return without Jiang Cheng, both he and the other elders felt alarm bells ringing in their hearts, silently dreading.

Seeing the two return, the Three Great Corpse Kings finally moved.

Zhan Yan, at the forefront, slowly spoke, his voice like countless grains of sand constantly rubbing: "Where is Sect Leader Jiang?"

"He…"

Yuan Sheng was drenched in sweat, momentarily unsure how to respond.

The elder was quite firm in his attitude, unwilling to appear, unable to be forced.

"How is he?"

Wan Mo and Yin Sha simultaneously pursued the question.

Yuan Shu could only boldly say, "He, he said to meet him yourselves, and also…"

"And what?"

"And he said not to bring those coffin dharma artifacts, and not too many corpse puppets inside…"

Even with his courage, Yuan Shu dared not repeat Brother Cheng's final comment about disliking the stench.

As his words fell, the people of the Feixian Sect immediately despaired.

The ancestor was practically insane!

No matter how senior you are, that only counts within the Feixian Sect.

Now facing these Three Great Corpse Kings, what's the harm in coming out to greet them?

Currently, they seem restrained; if greeted warmly and kindly, perhaps nothing bad would occur.

But you come up with this. It's intentionally ruining their face...

It's over, completely over.

Yuan Zhen tried to muster some courage and spoke with difficulty: "Please do not be offended, our sect's elder does not like going out…"

His explanation hadn't been completed before Zhan Yan interrupted.

"Lead the way!"

"Ah, ah?"

Yuan Zhen hadn't reacted yet, when Yuan Zhe and Yuan He hurriedly bent over in invitation.

"Please, please!"

Soon after, the Three Great Corpse Kings were led into the Feixian Sect.

The three truly didn't bring their coffins, while thousands of corpse puppets, only five leading ones followed in, the rest waited outside.

The crowd surrounded them, feeling uneasy inside, unable to discern the three's intentions.

Were they enraged or not? It was hard to see!

They quickly arrived at Sect Leader Jiang's residence.

Instead of Jiang Cheng standing at the entrance, Su Ye and Su Meng, the two maids, were there.

After only a few days... these two were still True Immortals.

No choice, their talent was too poor, and refining the medicinal power of an Immortal Pill takes many years.

"Elder said, let you enter to meet him!"

Yuan Zhen, Yuan Sheng and others were on the verge of collapse.

Your status is too grand, unwilling to even step out of the main hall, let alone greeting guests at the door?

This is intentionally provoking and humiliating the Three Great Corpse Kings, isn't it?

"Good!"

Zhan Yan still spoke sparingly, without any signs of violence.

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