บท 505: Chapter 505: Retreat in Defeat

Chapter 505

"Life... life..." A faint voice seemed to emanate from the ancient corpse that sought its severed head.

Immediately, disregarding its own dismembered state, its withered arms emitted divine light, reaching for the Life Fruit in Mo Wentian's embrace.

But this corpse, sealed for countless years, had all vitality ground away—now only instinctual reactions remained, proving no match for Mo Wentian.

With a casual wave of his hand, a divine glow burst forth from Mo Wentian's Spirit Sword, sending the Divine Corpse flying backward, crashing at Qinchuan's feet.

Swept away by a single move from Mo Wentian, the corpse clambered up awkwardly and, in an eerily humanlike manner, rubbed its chest.

Then, it turned its parched head, its eye sockets hollow. First, it glanced at Mo Wentian, then turned its gaze towards Qinchuan.

Suddenly, it slowly advanced towards Qinchuan.

Approaching, it tugged at the hem of his clothes.

The epitome of aggrieved innocence.