My Cultivation Prowess Peaks after I Buried the Great Emperor's Corpse

Chapter 555: Lishan Divine Race, Beidou Divine Race!

Translator: Nyoi-Bo Studio Editor: Nyoi-Bo Studio

Lin Wudao, the Mad Daoist, and Qin Daofu controlled the Golden Divine Tomb and drifted through the void for a long distance.

After a long time, they finally arrived at their destination.

Looking over, there was an extremely ancient broken bridge in the distant void.

One end of the broken bridge was connected to the cold and desolate Endless Abyss while the other end was connected to a piece of broken land.

At this moment, five powerful figures were fighting fiercely on the ancient broken bridge.

Four men and one woman, all in the Divine King realm.

“Hmm? It’s actually people from the Lishan divine race and the Beidou divine race?”

Sweeping his gaze across the five, the Mad Daoist revealed an extremely surprised expression. Through the Eyes of Truth, he learned the identities and origins of the five.

Among them, a green-robed middle-aged man, a blue-robed young man with straight eyebrows and bright eyes, and a peerless white-robed woman came from the Lishan divine race.

The other two were from the Beidou divine race.

“What a coincidence. To think we bumped into people from the Lishan divine race and the Beidou divine race in this cold and desolate Endless Abyss. Could it be that they also came for the Lishan Divine Kingdom?” The Mad Daoist asked in surprise.

“It should be. It seems that the Lishan divine race has never given up on searching for the Lishan Divine Kingdom. Since they can reach here, they must be extraordinary. However, the people of the Beidou divine race have actually appeared here as well? Looks like many are interested in the Lishan Divine Kingdom.”

Lin Wudao narrowed his eyes.

The leader of the Lishan divine race was a middle-aged man dressed in green. His name was Luo Sansheng, and he was a level 8 Divine King.

The blue-robed young man and the white-robed woman were both top prodigies from the Lishan divine race. Their names were Luo Qingchen and Luo Bingyan, both level 3 Divine Kings.

The red-robed man who was fighting Luo Sansheng was Nie Qingkuang from the Beidou divine race, a level 8 Divine King.

There was also another prodigy of the Beidou divine race, Nie Yuntian.

“Brother Ren, according to the God of Li Mountain, the Lishan divine race and the Beidou divine race are irreconcilable enemies. I reckon that the Lishan divine race is searching for traces of the Lishan Divine Kingdom, while the Beidou divine race is here to intercept and kill them. These people are all Divine Kings. If we bury them, tsk, tsk.”

The Mad Daoist licked his lips. His eyes were filled with excitement.

Picking up ready-made corpses was much more convenient and faster than going to the void to dig up corpses.

“Brother Ren, why don’t we have a go?”

Qin Daofu also looked over with a questioning gaze.

“There’s no hurry, let’s take a look first. The people of the Lishan divine race are of great use. We have to make use of them and think of a way to obtain the divine treasures in the statues,” Lin Wudao said in a deep voice.

His words immediately reminded the Mad Daoist and Qin Daofu.

“That’s right. There are still huge treasures hidden in the statues of the Lishan Temple. Looks like we can’t kill the people of the Lishan divine race for the time being. However, we don’t have such concerns toward the Beidou divine race. Since we have encountered them today, we cannot let them go. Hehe…”

The Mad Daoist’s lips curled into a cold, sinister smile.

If there were ready-made corpses, why not take them?

Thinking of this, the three of them immediately hid in the darkness not far from the broken bridge, their eyes fixed on the battle between the two sides.

Boom!

Boom!

Boom!

Luo Sansheng of the Lishan divine race and Nie Qingkuang of the Beidou divine race were both powerful level 8 Divine Kings.

Furthermore, both had Imperial Dao Divine King treasures.

As the two of them fought crazily, the land around the broken bridge was shattered by the powerful divine might and then forcefully obliterated.

Fierce storms continued to wreak havoc in the void.

“Luo Sansheng, surrender! If you were in your peak condition in the past, I might still be apprehensive. But now, your body is rotten and you are not my match at all. If you’re willing to hand over the route to the Lishan Divine Kingdom, 1 might spare your life,” Nie Qingkuang said coldly.

He held an ancient crimson divine saber in his hand while emitting an indomitable and domineering aura. His every attack seemed to be able to shake the void.

Bang! Bang! Bang!

Under his fierce saber light, the land under his feet was cut into pieces and floated into the distant void.

The saber light that shot into the sky turned into a vast river that swallowed Luo Sansheng, wanting to kill him.

Facing Nie Qingkuang’s fierce attack, an ancient blue palace floated above Luo Sansheng’s head as he held a halberd and destroyed the incoming saber light.

However, Luo Sansheng’s divine body’s origin seemed to have been damaged. Although his power wasn’t weaker than Nie Qingkuang’s, his aura was gradually weakening.

As time passed, he gradually fell into a disadvantage.

“Righteous God-slaying Technique!” Seeing that he was starting to falter, Luo Sansheng let out a low growl.

Immediately after, he raised his hand and made a mysterious seal.

Rumble!

The moment he made the hand seal, a surge of power surged from his body, instantly increasing his combat strength by more than ten times which almost broke through the shackles and reach level 9 of the Divine King realm.

Seeing this, Nie Qingkuang narrowed his eyes as the corners of his mouth curled into a cold smile.

“Lishan divine technique, Righteous God-slaying Technique? Luo Sansheng, even if you burn your potential and life force to increase your combat strength, it won’t help. Rather, it will only hasten your death. I advise you to hand over the map of the Lishan Divine Kingdom frankly. Otherwise, not only will you die, but they too will die.”

Nie Qingkuang raised his hand and slashed out, destroying Luo Sansheng’s attack.

Luo Sansheng turned a deaf ear to this.

Taking advantage of the powerful power provided by the Righteous

God-slaying Technique, he brandished the halberd and attacked crazily. It was apparent he wanted to kill Nie Qingkuang in one go.

Unfortunately, Nie Qingkuang had long understood his intentions.

“Beidou divine technique, Seven Stars Glory!”

Boom!

As he roared, a mighty divine light suddenly bloomed behind him, instantly revealing an ancient starry sky. Seven stars shone in all directions.

In an instant, it was as if Nie Qingkuang was carrying a starry sky on his back. Boundless starlight surrounded him, increasing his strength and aura to a great extent.

Even against Luo Sansheng’s Righteous God-slaying Technique, it was not inferior at all.

“Luo Sansheng, you have a peerless divine technique, but me too! You can’t beat me, haha! Accept your fate!”

As he laughed maniacally, Nie Qingkuang calmly dealt with Luo Sansheng’s attacks. No matter how fierce the latter’s attacks were, he could take them all.

His current strategy was simple, and that was to drag the battle out.

After all, Luo Sansheng’s divine body origin was damaged. If this continued, he would die for sure.

That was indeed the case.

Bang!

After fighting for 15 minutes, Luo Sansheng’s divine body began to crack. His aura, which had been like a soaring rainbow, abruptly plummeted.

Nie Qingkuang took this opportunity to slash out with his saber. The ferocious blade light pierced through Luo Sansheng’s chest.

“Thirteenth Uncle!”

“Thirteenth Uncle!”

Luo Qingchen and Luo Bingyan, who were fighting fiercely against Nie Yuntian in the distance, turned pale with fright when they saw Luo Sansheng being severely injured. They wanted to rush to Luo Sansheng’s side, but Nie Yuntian held them back.

At the same time, Nie Qingkuang held his divine saber as he walked toward Luo Sansheng and glared at the latter coldly.

“Luo Sansheng, where’s the map to the Lishan Divine Kingdom?”

His blade was pressed against Luo Sansheng’s neck.

Luo Sansheng didn’t give in to Nie Qingkuang’s threat. He glared at the latter coldly and closed his eyes as if he was prepared for death.

“Hmph, you’re being stubborn. Since that’s the case, then go to hell!”

After saying that, Nie Qingkuang was so furious that he was about to kill Luo Sansheng with the saber in his hand.

However, just as he was about to make his move, he suddenly realized that his hands and feet were not listening to him.

Moreover, his entire body was being forcibly restrained by some kind of power.

“Shit! There are other people here? Who’s the one behind this?”

Boom!

Just as he was in shock, a terrifying tomb suddenly descended from the sky and buried him..