Overriding the Heaven

The corpse was still walking towards Chu Yan.    

Every time it took a step forward, the waxy substance would spread out to this side.    

It looked both slippery and viscous, making people feel nauseous.    

"Amazing! Don't move!"    

Seeing Lin Miaoran raising her sword again, Chu Yan suddenly shouted.    

"Hmm?" Lin Miaoran focused her gaze.    

Although Chu Yan said this, she still stood in front of him.    

"It's no use, let's see what it wants." Chu Yan took a deep breath, and his eyes shone with a bright light, looking past Lin Miaoran to the corpses and bones that kept walking in.    

What Chu Yan said was the truth.    

Lin Miaoran was clear of this as well.    

But right now, she couldn't do anything, she could only watch as the skeleton approached Chu Yan, and even hurt him.    

"I'll try again." Lin Miaoran clenched his teeth, and suddenly raised his sword.    

A sword light flashed.    

At almost the same time, the skeleton raised its hand and waved, as if shooing away a fly.    

The sword light instantly exploded into pieces.    

Lin Miaoran groaned, and practically didn't have the time to do anything else as she once again flew out.    

This time, there were no other sounds.    

"Wonderful!" Chu Yan's breathing stagnated, and he shouted harshly: "What did you do to her?"    

The skeleton didn't answer him at all.    

At this time, the closer it was to Chu Yan, the more it felt that familiar aura increasing in intensity.    

"Ah …" That's it... What I want... "This is it …"    

"Make it... "Leave it to me …"    

"I've been waiting … So many years … Finally … "Wait until the chance comes …"    

"I want... Take back... "My body …"    

At this moment, the aged voice became hoarse.    

His extreme impatience could also be seen from the sudden increase in the speed of the corpse.    

"Bastard!"    

Chu Yan stared intently at the skeleton.    

When the other party had arrived in front of him, the blood in his body suddenly began to boil.    

"blood sacrifice technique!"    

BOOM!    

The roiling vital energy and blood instantly broke free of their bindings.    

The skeleton was shocked by the unexpected change.    

It was obvious that it did not expect Chu Yan to still have the ability to resist.    

In the next moment, it saw an arm as thick as a piece of wood rushing towards it.    

Bang!    

Chu Yan's punch landed on the skeleton's head.    

However, this skeleton didn't seem to have received any damage.    

Not to mention shattering, there wasn't even a slight movement.    

This was the first time Chu Yan had encountered such a situation.    

"You … "Too weak …"    

An aged voice was heard.    

Then, Chu Yan saw the other party raise his hand.    

More accurately, it was a bone palm.    

Ye Zichen held the middle finger with his thumb, then flicked it.    

The void trembled.    

In the blink of an eye, Chu Yan felt a chill spreading from his chest to his four limbs and bones.    

He felt as if he had been hit by an iceberg, and his body was sent flying. The pain coming from all over his body made his vision go dark, and he almost fainted on the spot.    

However, when Chu Yan had flown out more than thirty meters, the waxy red liquid gurgled and immediately chased after him. It grabbed his four limbs, sucked his waist and abdomen and pulled him back.    

In that moment, Chu Yan felt as if he was stuck on a red spider web, immobilized in front of the skeleton.    

"What do you want?"    

Chu Yan looked at him.    

The bones and muscles throughout his body continued to emit indescribable pain.    

However, Chu Yan also understood that at this time, he had to remain calm.    

The strength of this skeleton had already surpassed his imagination.    

He was just as the other party had said.    

In front of him, he was nothing but a speck of dust.    

The other party didn't even need to make a move. With a single breath, he could kill himself without a burial.    

"Chu Yan..."    

At this time, Lin Miaoran's weak voice came from behind Chu Yan.    

"Don't move." Chu Yan anxiously warned.    

He did not wish for another accident to befall Lin Miaoran.    

This corpse was indeed not something that they could deal with at the moment.    

"I wonder if the Gates of Hell can do it-" Chu Yan thought.    

Only now, his hands and feet were bound, unable to pull out the chain in his palm.    

"Before I …" I can feel it... You have what I want in your body... "That thing …"    

"So …" "I'll let you in …"    

"I thought... Give You Resources... Let You Raise... can make that thing appear... "    

"But for some reason … "But it has been motionless the entire time …"    

"There's no movement …" Forget it then … However, it just had to be … I can still feel it... Its existence... "    

"You are now... He wanted to leave … Of course I will... I can't let you go … "    

"Because... I need to find out... That... "Just what is it …"    

"Can it … Let me get my body back... Let me not need... Who cares about that guy... and leave this... "Hateful place …"    

"You're so long-winded, just what do you want?" Chu Yan shouted, "White Tiger blood essence? the blood essence of a Canghai Cloud Cracking Beast? "    

"Everyone... "It's not …" The skeleton slowly raised its hand.    

The thick red liquid made rustling sounds as it flowed to the tip of its finger. Then, it started to evaporate, turning into a dark red colored gas that was like smoke or fog.    

"Then what do you want?" Chu Yan asked.    

He hoped that through dialogue, he could stall for time so that he could find an opportunity to pull out the Gates of Hell.    

All of the martial skills, cultivation techniques, and even arcane skills he had grasped now were impossible to deal with.    

This was a terrifying existence that did not even put Violet Palace Stage in his eyes.    

If Violet Palace Stage was like that, then in its eyes, the celestial mood stage was like an ant.    

For someone like him, to think Chu Yan would be able to rely on what he had learnt to deal with his opponent, that was simply a pipe dream.    

Right now, the only thing that could deal with this corpse was the Gates of Hell that were not under his control.    

"What I want?" The skeleton stopped moving.    

In the next moment, it stretched out its fingers and fiercely thrusted at Chu Yan.    

The red mist suddenly entered between Chu Yan's eyebrows.    

"I don't know either …" "But I know …"    

"It's in your sea of consciousness!"    

In your sea of consciousness --    

Hearing these words, Chu Yan's heart jumped.    

Chu Yan was too clear about what was in his sea of consciousness.    

This guy was a ghost, so naturally, what he was looking for was something related to the aura of the undead.    

This fellow had mentioned it several times before.    

But why hadn't he thought of it at that time!    

At this moment, tens of thousands of thoughts filled Chu Yan's mind.    

But being controlled by the skeleton, although Chu Yan still had a feeling in his heart, he was unable to move, and could only allow it to happen.    

Seeing that, Lin Miaoran was shocked and was about to step forward to stop her.    

The waxy liquid had already formed a giant wave.    

In an instant, it had wrapped Chu Yan and the corpse inside, tightly holding onto them.