CHAPTER 822: BODY SEIZING

Translator: CinderTL

On the right foot of the Giant Corpse Phantom, black Corpse Fiend energy churned endlessly, whipping up a boundless gale that descended from the high sky.

The shadow cast by the giant foot completely enveloped Song Wen, filling him with a sense of inescapable despair.

Boom!

The giant foot stomped down on Song Wen’s body. He vanished like a shooting star, disappearing in a flash as he crashed into the lake.

Song Wen felt excruciating pain throughout his body, as if every bone had shattered. Blood gushed from every wound, staining the lake red.

Yet, these injuries weren’t fatal.

Gou Jun had held back once again.

"What exactly does Gou Jun want? Does he intend to capture me alive?"

While his mind raced with uncertainty, Song Wen frantically searched for a way to escape.

It was clear that killing Gou Jun was impossible now. His only option was to find a way to break the formation.

The Soul Cleaving Blade, though sharp, hadn’t been fully refined. He could only wield it in close combat.

However, Gou Jun wouldn’t give Song Wen a chance to approach the formation barrier.

But Song Wen had another treasure that could break the formation: the Two-Faced Buddha!

Back then, Fayan had relied on this very object to break through Song Wen’s Black Fiend Dark Prison Formation.

With a flip of his hand, the Two-Faced Buddha appeared in Song Wen’s grasp.

He was about to activate it with his vital essence when Gou Jun spoke.

"Yin Shuo, you’ve reached the end of your rope. Surrender peacefully and let me seize your body. I’ll grant you a chance to reincarnate."

"According to Xue Mei, the Corpse King’s Rebirth Art you cultivate is a secret of the Divine Blood Gate, passed down only to its inner circle. Perhaps I can use this technique to successfully advance to the Divine Transformation realm. Who knows?"

"Rest assured, I’ll ascend to the Upper Realm with your body. Then, your life won’t have been in vain!"

Upon hearing this, Song Wen’s many doubts were instantly resolved.

First, why had Gou Jun waited until he reached the mid-Nascent Soul stage before making his move? After seizing Song Wen’s body, all of Song Wen’s cultivation would belong to Gou Jun.

Second, why had Gou Jun held back repeatedly? He had been afraid of failing and destroying Song Wen’s body.

Third, why had Gou Jun teamed up with Xue Mei to target him? Xue Mei had revealed the secrets of the Corpse King’s Rebirth Art to Gou Jun.

Song Wen stared at Gou Jun, a glint of cunning flashing in his eyes.

The Two-Faced Buddha in his hand suddenly vanished, absorbed into his Storage Ring.

"Gou Jun, you won’t seize my body so easily," Song Wen said, wiping the blood from his lips, his face contorted with hatred.

Then, he raised his head, his gaze passing over Gou Jun and landing on Xue Mei beyond the formation barrier.

"Xue Mei, why did you betray me and collude with Gou Jun? What was your motive?"

"The Soul Breaking Demon Pill and a thousand High-Grade Spirit Stones!" Xue Mei replied.

"So that’s it. Fellow Daoist, you’ve planned this well," Song Wen said.

"Fellow Daoist Gou Jun, it’s best to finish him quickly to avoid complications later," Xue Mei urged.

"You speak wisely, Fellow Daoist," Gou Jun said, his face beaming with smug confidence as he stared at Song Wen. "Yin Shuo, I’ll preserve your soul and imprison it within Soul Shackles. You’ll witness firsthand how I ascend to the Spirit Realm. Heh heh heh..."

As Gou Jun’s eerie laughter echoed, two black chains shot forth from the Giant Corpse Phantom’s hands.

Like writhing black serpents, the chains snaked through the air, hurtling toward Song Wen.

Song Wen’s face was contorted with fury as he roared, "Xue Mei, you ungrateful wretch! May you never die a good death! Gou Jun, you want to seize my body? I won’t let you succeed!"

As he spoke, Song Wen charged toward the incoming chains, Soul Cleaving Blade in hand, with the reckless determination of a moth flying into a flame, ready to destroy his own flesh.

"Want to die?" Gou Jun sneered. "It won’t be that easy."

At his command, the two thick chains suddenly split apart, each fragmenting into dozens of thinner strands.

These strands wove and intertwined in midair, instantly forming a massive net that descended upon Song Wen.

The Soul Cleaving Blade, with its unstoppable momentum, slashed toward the net.

A ten-foot-long gap tore through the net, allowing Song Wen to break free.

Just as he turned to flee, a giant hand descended from the sky, seizing Song Wen from the waist down.

Song Wen raised the Soul Cleaving Blade, ready to strike at the hand.

At that moment, another hand appeared, gently tapping the hand holding the blade.

Song Wen felt an immense force surge through him, his entire arm as if about to shatter. He could no longer grip the Soul Cleaving Blade.

The Soul Cleaving Blade slipped from his grasp, plunging into the lake below.

The Giant Corpse Phantom raised its arm, holding Song Wen, and delivered him before Gou Jun.

"Jie jie jie..." Gou Jun threw his head back and laughed. "Yin Shuo, I told you you couldn’t escape. Did you really think that with a useless treasure and some petty escape tricks, you could close the gap between our strengths? You were utterly delusional."

Song Wen’s face was contorted with resentment as he struggled desperately. Veins on his forehead writhed like tiny snakes from the strain.

Yet the Giant Corpse’s hand, like an iron clamp, held him fast, unmoved by his struggles.

After a long struggle, Song Wen seemed to surrender, pleading desperately.

"Fellow Daoist Gou Jun, I beg you, spare my life. If you want my body, I’ll surrender it willingly. Just don’t harm my soul. I haven’t yet seized another’s body. Please, give me a chance to be reborn through Body Seizing."

Every Cultivator can only undergo Body Seizing once in their lifetime. That’s why Song Wen said this.

"Heh heh heh... you’re quite adept at assessing the situation," Gou Jun said. "Rest assured, I won’t harm your soul. I promised to imprison you within Soul Shackles. When I ascend to the Upper Realm, I’ll grant you a chance to seize another’s body."

A fawning expression appeared on Song Wen’s face as he quickly replied, "Thank you, Fellow Daoist, for sparing my life."

Gou Jun looked up at Gongsun Cailu outside the Formation.

"Cailu, I’m about to begin the Body Seizing. Keep watch and ensure no one disturbs me."

He was reminding Gongsun Cailu to be wary of Xue Mei, lest she take advantage of his vulnerable state during the Body Seizing.

"Yes, Master," Gongsun Cailu replied.

Gou Jun formed a magic seal with his hands. The twelve Corpse Coffins surrounding him scattered, each flying to encircle Song Wen.

The Giant Corpse Phantom vanished, and Song Wen regained his freedom.

But in the next moment, chains emerged from each of the twelve Corpse Coffins.

Four of these chains wrapped around Song Wen’s limbs, while the rest coiled around his torso.

Except for his head, Song Wen’s entire body was bound by layers of chains.

Not only did the chains restrict his movements, rendering him completely immobile, but they also suppressed his Spiritual Power, preventing him from drawing even a trace of it from his dantian.

Gou Jun leaped into the air, arriving above the small island where the Xue Mei’s cave abode was located.

With a wave of his hand, a surge of jet-black Corpse Qi erupted.

The Corpse Qi coalesced into a massive black scimitar.

A flash of cold light!

The scimitar swept horizontally, cleaving through the island.

The island was instantly flattened, creating a platform about an acre in size.

Twelve Corpse Coffins descended, dragging Song Wen with them, and landed on the platform.

"Yin Shuo, don’t resist when I seize your body. Otherwise, I’ll obliterate your soul," Gou Jun said sternly.

"This one will not resist," Song Wen replied hastily.

Gou Jun flickered before Song Wen, raised his withered right hand, and pressed his palm against the top of Song Wen’s head.

(End of the Chapter)

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