Unrivaled Martial Emperor

Chapter 414 - Corpse Spirit Takeover

Chen Fan's heart sank as he realized that Daoist Corpse Spirit wanted to possess him.

“How about it? Brat, aren't you thrilled that I've taken a liking to you? You must have heard about me. I will use your body to rule over the lands in the future. Consider yourself fortunate for the karma you've accumulated in your past life.” Daoist Corpse Spirit laughed out loud.

“What if I don’t agree?” Chen Fan said.

“You don’t agree?” Daoist Corpse Spirit abruptly stopped laughing. He replied coldly, “Then you can only die. I have brought you into the Mountain of Seals, which means you're destined to be possessed by me. Frankly, you're like a fish that's walked straight into my net. If you don’t resist, I won’t erase your soul. After we leave, I will even find you a body for rebirth. And if you resist, you can’t blame me for erasing your soul.

“Truth be told, resisting is useless. Even though I'm restrained by these chains, I could effortlessly crush you like an ant if even a fraction of my power were to leak out. In my eyes, you truly are no different from an ant.

“Come on, release the chains in your mind. Don’t resist and let my divine nascent enter your body. Once I break free from here, rest assured, I'll offer you a huge opportunity. I can take you in as my disciple and let your clan grow instantly, becoming royalty.”

Daoist Corpse Spirit's words were laden with temptation.

“Dream on, you demonic being! Hmph, do you think I don’t know what’s happening? You might be an ancient demonic path powerhouse, but you were heavily injured by the joined forces of the orthodox path, not to mention being suppressed here for three thousand years. Your cultivation is waning, hanging by a thread. I’m sure your divine nascent powers are depleted as well. If you want to possess me, then don’t blame me if both of us suffer!” Chen Fan said ruthlessly.

How could he not notice that when Daoist Corpse Spirit made it so obvious? Why else would someone that strong resort to verbal threats and coercion rather than action?

Being suppressed here, Daoist Corpse Spirit’s powers dwindled with each passing moment. If Chen Fan steeled himself to resist, it remained uncertain whether the corpse spirit could successfully take over unless he completely surrendered and allowed it.

Chen Fan no longer cared about his life and death. If Daoist Corpse Spirit succeeded in possessing him, it would spell disaster for the entire Tianwu Continent.

He practiced an unparalleled divine art, so if Daoist Corpse Spirit took possession of him, his cultivation would improve quickly—a scenario Chen Fan couldn't bear to imagine.

“Brat, it seems you’ve chosen to reject the toast only to receive a penalty! Three thousand years ago, I wouldn't have spared a glance for a mere ant like you. I allowed you to let me possess you and was even ready to accept you as my disciple. But, you dare refuse such a heavenly favor? You actually don’t appreciate it? You wish to die, huh? Then I’ll grant your wish!”

Daoist Corpse Spirit was enraged. Given his status, how dare someone like Chen Fan refuse? And that ant even rejected his threats and rewards.

Daoist Corpse Spirit suddenly moved, dragging his chains with him. The chains rubbed against one another, producing crisp noises. Their powers immediately erupted, trying to limit his strength.

Although Daoist Corpse Spirit was already on his last legs, his strength was still overwhelming.

Moreover, he was determined to attack, so he ended up breaking a few sealing chains with loud noises.

Daoist Corpse Spirit waved his hand. A huge, dark golden palm pressed down through the air, its aura filling the entire hall.

“Hand of Corpse Spirit!”

Buzz!

In the great hall, the huge, dark golden palm pressed down, heavy as a mountain, wanting to squeeze out all the air inside Chen Fan, inch by inch.

It immobilized Chen Fan and seemingly solidified his true primeval.

He truly was like an ant under Daoist Corpse Spirit’s immense powers. He couldn’t put up any resistance; the difference in strength between them was too great.

“Do you think you can fight me? Bargain with me?”

Daoist Corpse Spirit’s dark golden hand bound even space and time. The air directly solidified into a domain.

He felt the disparity between their strength again. Let alone being on the same level, he doubted they were even on the same plane of power. He was insignificant like a speck of dust.

Buzz, buzz, buzz!

Crackle!

Daoist Corpse Spirit’s actions made the sealing powers erupt violently. Lightning bolts darted toward Daoist Corpse Spirit, splitting his flesh and charring it.

“Brat, everything you have belongs to me. Give up! Even if I only have a mere fraction of my strength, you, a mere ant in the Core Formation realm, stand no chance against me.” Daoist Corpse Spirit's voice dripped with disdain.

A soul light flickered on Daoist Corpse Spirit’s head, followed by his divine nascent rising and slamming against Chen Fan’s glabella.

Chen Fan could only watch as Daoist Corpse Spirit’s divine nascent rushed into his mind.

“Brat, your soul, annihilate!” An overbearing voice rang in his mind. Daoist Corpse Spirit's divine essence surged with overwhelming power, intent on obliterating Chen Fan's soul to seize control of his body.

An evil, powerful, irresistible energy blossomed in Chen Fan’s glabella—the energy of the Daoist Corpse Spirit. It invaded his mind, seeking to erode his soul.

Suddenly, Daoist Corpse Spirit shouted, “W-what is this?! What is hidden in the depths of your glabella? Is that a small golden human? How bizarre. Very well, I shall unearth it!"

Daoist Corpse Spirit’s energy rushed toward the small golden person, enveloping him and trying to dig him out.

However, as soon as Daoist Corpse Spirit’s energy came into contact with the small golden person, heaven and earth changed colors.

Golden radiance erupted with a divine might akin to hellfire; its majesty was akin to the boundless sea.

The once motionless small golden figure now radiated absolute authority, swiftly obliterating the energy of the Daoist Corpse Spirit in a blinding flash.

The small golden person was like an awakened deity, delivering justice to the demon who dared blaspheme the divine.

“Ah, damn it! What sorcery is this! My gods, why is it so terrifying? Not good, get out, quickly get out!” Daoist Corpse Spirit's terror was palpable.

His divine nascent started melting like snow under the golden light, unable to resist.

A deathly aura enveloped him. Never had he experienced such panic, not even amidst the onslaught of numerous Heavenly Star realm experts.

His divine nascent tried to rush out of Chen Fan’s glabella, ready to give up on possessing him. Yet, the small golden figure was incensed. Beams of golden light transformed into chains, binding his divine nascent. A terrifying energy came rushing over him, and Daoist Corpse Spirit immediately felt his divine nascent heading toward its death.