Chapter 2633 Driving Corpses

There was a towering huge peak in the West Wind World, brimming with spiritual energy, upon which stood a lavish palace.

This palace was the home of the old man-Hank, the highest leader of the West Wind World.

The elder introduced himself to Austin politely. He shook his hand with a casual confidence that so often accompanied men of that stature.

In the dining room of the palace, Hank had arranged a grand banquet for Austin's entertainment.

A plethora of delicacies, spiritual fruits and wines were served in front of Austin one after another in a never-ending stream. It seemed as though everything in the world was on the table. He was also accompanied by a dozen cultivators at the Immortal Saint Realm led by Hank from the West Wind World.

Austin hesitated for a second before accepting the drinks. But upon being urged by the others, Austin decided to give in.

During the feast, Hank gave Austin a dozen Space Rings as a token of their gratitude.

Each one of the Space Rings contained different kinds of treasures from heaven and earth like precious herbs and high-grade crystals. These were all very valuable and represented a grand fortune.

In the end, Austin had no choice but to accept these gifts as well.

After the feast, Hank arranged the most exquisite room in the palace for Austin. It was a large room with golden walls and a mirror that scaled the length of the wall.

Austin sat cross legged in the room just for a moment. His body needed the rest. But before long he entered the Slave Tower.

Austin approached the rider he had captured just a while back.

"Humph! I'm the messenger of the underworld. I'm here to carry out a critical heavenly punishment.

The fact that you are detaining me has made you also an enemy of the underworld. You will not get away with it! I assure you!"

the rider said to Austin, stressing on the last word coldly. He wanted to make sure Austin understood just how much he loathed him in particular.

"Don't make me a scapegoat in all of this. Tell me, what's wrong with the underworld? Why did you create this whole corpse disaster thing? And what about those corpse soldiers?"

Austin questioned the captive confidently.

"That is our secret and ours alone. No one is allowed to interfere or pry into it. And if someone does, they will be asking for trouble...big trouble."

Hearing the tone of Austin's questions, the rider could not control his temper.

"Really? I'd like to see what 'big trouble' you think you can cause h

ot finally crashed the yellow rune paper into infinite pieces.

All of a sudden, yellow light spots were floating away in every direction.

Among the faint yellow dots, Austin was confronted with a vision.

On a huge altar, there stood a Taoist priest dressed in a Taoist robe with a wooden sword in his hand. He was dancing and singing mysterious curses.

On the ground of the altar lay many corpses.

Then the Taoist priest waved his wooden sword and picked up many rune papers. He struck them into the corpses' body with his magical power.

Then, those corpses seemed to have come to life and rose up from the ground.

While on the altar, after the Taoist finished his process, he turned around and smiled weirdly in Austin's direction.

It looked as if he had seen Austin and was laughing at him!

When Austin looked carefully, all the yellow light spots disappeared with a loud ear-piercing sound.

With a crack, the rider's corpse also lost all its energy sources and fell to the ground. It transformed back into the rotten corpse that it really was.

"I don't think this is true, but... These corpses moved around alive in the world because a mysterious rune paper was put in these bodies?"

Austin gazed at the corpses lying on the ground, stunned.

"Use rune papers to bring the corpse to life, control it......

Who on this earth has such an incredible ability?"

Austin felt his scalp tingling.

Suddenly it hit him.

"It feels so familiar … The corpse controller from the earth! No way! I thought it was only a horrid story!"

Austin almost jumped up in joy.

What a coincidence! Or was it?

Austin's mouth curled in a wry smile.