Peerless Battle Spirit

Chapter 1461 - The Ancient Sacred Corpse

"Crap!"

The three Martial Gods were startled. A strong sense of danger rose in their hearts.

Following it, they discovered something utterly terrifying.

They were unable to move their figures as if they were sealed by some invisible bind. They could only watch the attack approaching them.

Whoosh!

The terrifying saber glow vanished in an instant. action

Qin Nan returned to his previous position. The fight only lasted for less than three breaths. It felt like nothing had even happened.

However, the three Martial Gods were soaked in sweat with pale faces.

They strongly believed that if the slash would have killed them instantly if it landed.

"Such a remarkable strength!"

At that instant, Martial God Zhanyuan, Martial God Zhanhuang and the rest of the experts were startled. They could not believe what they had seen.

Those were three third-layer Martial Gods!

Not only did Qin Nan who was merely a Martial Monarch overwhelm them, he had only used a single slash!

How outstanding would Qin Nan's real strength be?

"Do you still think I was talking nonsense?"

Qin Nan glanced at Martial God Guli.

"You…"

Martial God Guli's expression stiffened. He could not find any word.

"So what if you're strong? You still can't enter the God Horoscope Contest and trigger the Tribulation of the Martial God Realm…"

Martial God Guli swiftly recovered and continued to mention his arguments.

"Enough!"

Before he could finish, Martial God Zhanyuan snapped and walked up to Qin Nan. He said sternly, "Cultivator Qin Nan, I apologize on behalf of Guli for his disrespectful comments. I hope you won't mind."

"It's fine."

Qin Nan's expression slightly recovered upon seeing this.

"Senior Zhanhuang and Guli have discussed for quite some time, yet I think none of it really matters. I believe we should let Cultivator Qin Nan see the sacred corpse. What does everyone think?"

Martial God Zhanyuan asked.

"Not a problem."

The crowd responded.

Even though they agreed with Martial God Guli's arguments in the beginning, they were completely left in awe by Qin Nan's slash.

Perhaps he did have a chance to achieve the Martial God Realm by himself?

"Damn it…"

Martial God Guli's expression fell dark. Several thoughts quickly crossed his mind.

Although he was picking on Qin Nan, he strongly believed that Qin Nan would easily obtain the sacred corpse's approval.

How is he going to convince the others after that?

"Senior, you have my thanks."

Qin Nan and the Sword Spirit Seven Luminaries followed the crowd to the deepest part of the Battle Tribe.

"Such a strong battle intent."

Qin Nan's eyes flickered with astonishment as they ventured deeper.

The battle intent was strong enough to materialize into mountains and streams. There were a few ancient battlegrounds too with faint wisps of energy ripples, a sign that they were nurturing their own consciousness.

"No wonder the copper mirror asked me to stay in the Battle Tribe, with such a strong presence of battle intent, I might be able to acquire some Divine Battle Force and merge them with my monarch force to evolve it…"

Qin Nan had an idea.

Time gradually passed. A few hundred breaths later, Martial God Zhanyuan and the others came to a stop. They performed an ancient hand seal and uttered chants, as if they were conducting some mysterious ritual.

An ancient stone palace over a hundred zhang tall like a magnificent, godly mountain appeared close to them.

Inside the stone palace was an overwhelming presence. It felt like a great beast was asleep inside it.

"Qin Nan, did you feel anything?"

The Sword Spirit Seven Luminaries transmitted its voice.

It would be favorable to them if Qin Nan managed to obtain the sacred corpse's approval. Even if they could not get the full support from the entire Battle Tribe, getting the support from Martial God Zhanhuang and the others was good enough.

"The aura…"

Qin Nan frowned.

The sacred corpse inside the stone palace had a familiar aura, yet it was completely different than the aura of the Divine God of Battle.

What exactly is this sacred corpse?

Could it be related to the mysterious beast hide which had a drawing on it?

"Cultivator Qin Nan, take eighty-three steps toward the stone palace. If you've obtained the sacred corpse's approval, the entrance will open, and the sacred corpse will be awakened."

Martial God Zhanyuan said after completing the ritual.

"Alright."

Qin Nan nodded. He took a deep breath to calm his thoughts and walked forward.

The atmosphere intensified. Every step that Qin Nan took was like a silent explosion in their hearts.

They could not help but feel nervous.

Finally, Qin Nan took the last step.

BANG!

The heavy door emitted a blue glow and opened slowly following a deafening blast. Strong gusts of wind burst out of the gap.

Everyone immediately saw a blue-golden corpse sitting with its legs crossed deep inside the palace.

Whoosh!

The corpse's eyes suddenly had flames burning inside them. An utterly terrifying aura immediately burst out from the corpse, shaking the palace vigorously.

Everyone's aura suddenly became minuscule, as if the corpse was the real master of the place.

"The sacred corpse is awake!"

The experts of the Battle Tribe became restless, including Martial God Guli.

The excitement had come from their bloodline.

"Qin Nan is indeed the successor of the sacred corpse!"

Martial God Zhanyuan and Martial God Zhanhuang exclaimed in astonishment.

"Since when was he related to the sacred corpse?"

The Sword Spirit Seven Luminaries looked at Qin Nan in confusion. The sacred corpse obviously did not belong to the Canglan Continent. Could it be that Qin Nan had acquired some kind of succession that belonged to the sacred corpse?

Suddenly, the mysterious sacred corpse rose to its feet. The blue-golden flames in its eyes burned fiercely with excitement.

Thud!

At that instant, the crowd witnessed an utterly shocking eight.

The giant sacred corpse knelt on its knee in front of Qin Nan. Its sobbing yet overjoyed voice echoed between the Heavens and Earth, "The eighty-third general under the Divine God of Battle's command…is at your service, master!"