The Rise of the Black Plain
chapter-2592

The moment he received Minos' warning, the General who had just sacrificed his parasite to increase his power, lowered the power of his counterattack to just stop the enemy from harming them.

He ignored Minos' action in order to reach level 112 and better deal with the hundreds of enemies attacking them, and turned his attention to the corpse challenging the other two Supremes.

'Shit! As soon as my cultivation reached level 117, that bastard turned his attention to me!' This individual thought to himself as his enemy also attacked with less force, looking toward the aberration.

The General of Armhands, who was temporarily at the 12th stage, thought, 'He hasn't attacked me yet because of the two enemies attacking him! I have to be careful, otherwise he'll be my end!'

With this thought, this individual became more cautious as he continued to retreat along with Minos and his fellow General, while at the same time, the level 115 man attacking them hesitated.

'Should I go back? Or deal with them? There's no way I can deal with this group in such a short time. That damned alien's sacrifice could keep me busy for a long time, and eliminating them won't help us at all. If I don't go back to help, I might lose my companions and have no way of defending the sect!'

With this thought, the level 115 man changed his movement in the air, made a turn, and avoided the counterattack of the level 117 alien.

He flew straight at the corpse's back, extending part of his body against the enemy, imitating the shape of a silver spear, and hit the corpse's main vital organ.

But as he passed through his opponent's body, this level 115 Supreme paled considerably when he saw that the creature only stopped and looked at him.

"NOOO!" One of his two fellow cultivators shouted as he saw his companion's body being corroded by some kind of black substance coming out of the alien corpse's heart.

The two people suffering from the corpse's attacks got a moment of relief from their companion's "careless" attack.

The corpse moved like a hyena in search of its enemy's dead body, appearing next to the level 115 Supreme so quickly that he looked like a ghost.

"Aaaaaaagh!" the man shouted bitterly, his eyes wide open as his color and life drained away along with the vertical cut on his back.

Blood dripped from his limbs as his aura vanished, something so shocking that the Sovereigns attacking Minos and the other General looked in horror at this dying Supreme.

The level 115 corpse had murdered someone of the same level as himself with a single blow after a supposedly lethal attack!

But the corpse didn't just kill the Supreme. With a bite on the neck of the decomposing body, it tore off a piece of the dead enemy's body and chewed it like the tastiest candy in the universe.

"Abomination!"

The sect leader didn't use the slight advantage he had to flee and charged at the creature again, while his companion froze in horror.

As much as they had fought enough wars for the death of companions not to be shocking, the death of a Supreme was as rare or more so than the ascension to the 12th stage.

Usually, Supremes died of old age, not in battle. To die so brutally was enough to scare a newly promoted cultivator!

The sect leader's eyes shone as he swung it at the corpse. But the corpse moved at a terrifying speed, easily dodging the attack.

Its shadow-covered flesh defied the logic of this level 116 cultivator. The corpse's brutal yet fluid and agile actions surprised him in a way he hadn't expected at this point in his life.

With each step, the corpse left a trail of decay, and the stench of death permeated the air.

The sect leader's heart pounded in his chest as he realized the magnitude of the threat before him. This was no ordinary corpse, but a creature fueled by an insatiable hunger for destruction.

Gathering all his strength, he unleashed a barrage of attacks, aiming his blows at the enemies' vital points. Unfortunately, the vital points of a corpse were not the same as those of a living being.

With the black liquid protecting him, Minos' creature ignored some attacks and dodged others as he danced toward this level 116 enemy.

Fear gripped the soul of the remaining level 115 Supreme, making him feel time slowing down, his surroundings in chaos, blood and death becoming palpable to him in a unique way.

Shame and a sense of humiliation washed over his soul, forcing him to rip off his own arms at this horrible moment.

With a brutal act of self-flagellation, he left the state of panic and leaped at the enemy. He flew toward the sect leader to block the attack of the corpse, who was currently grinning at the level 116 Supreme's neck.

A moment before, a soft, wet sound echoed as one of the corpse's limbs hit the level 115 Supreme's body instead of the sect leader's.

In an instant, the body of the level 115 cultivator was split in two, and parts of it were decomposing at a rate that was visible to the eyes of the many people who were watching the battle in front of the Judgement Tower.

Some of the level 115 cultivator's blood splashed all around, bathing the sect leader as he trembled in fear and gradually lost his will to fight.

The corpse seemed invincible!

"We're dead..." The sect leader murmured.

This man saw the corpse stop in front of him, licking his lips, enjoying the sensation of killing an enemy and then tasting its blood.

When what looked like a gray-black tentacle wrapped itself around the neck of the level 116 supreme, the sect leader kneeled down and put his hands on the tentacle to free himself.

But it was too late for him. As he clung to the enemy's tentacle, he felt his energy and life force drain out of his body and flow directly into the level 115 corpse.

The corpse's mouth opened, and he moved to swallow the head of his previous major enemy here.

Crack!

At that moment, the defensive formations in the area suddenly collapsed one by one, drawing the corpse's attention to Minos and the two Generals.