A dark figure shed away.


    Nash wondered if there really was something there.


    He frowned and returned to the tent. He took out the Heavenly Master Rune from his bag, cing it on


    himself.


    At this time, Nico had walked out.


    He was awoken by the strong smell of blood.


    Nico’s eyes widened when he saw Nash in the golden robe. “Mr. Nash… you… you…”


    Golden Robe Heavenly Master!


    Nash was a Golden Robe Heavenly Master.


    Nash grabbed a handful of copper coins from his bag and threw them into the air. “Heavenly sword…”


    When the swordnded in his hand, Nash rushed toward the woods with a flick of his feet.


    The figure from earlier had disappeared.


    Nash took out a nk golden rune from his bag.


    He bit his finger to draw blood and drew a runic incantation on it before throwing it into the


    air.


    The rune burned, and a ming ball of green mes floated in the air.


    After a while, the green mes floated deeper into the woods.


    Nash followed the green mes, which led him halfway up one of the Seven Pinnacle Peaks.


    There was a tomb made of rubble in that area.


    The figure was standing on one of the tombs.


    Its back was hunched, and its two long arms reached its knees.


    It was hairless like a skinned gori.


    Its pair of dark green eyes stared at Nash.


    It was an undead corpse.


    “Ahh…”


    The undead corpse opened its mouth and let out a hoarse exhale.


    Nash’s eyes turned cold as he lunged forward with the sword in hand.


    The undead corpse was very fast and could jump higher than 65 feet in the air.


    Nash’s toes touched the ground as his body swayed and leaped toward the undead corpse like a flea.


    He swung the sword toward its head.


    The undead corpse stretched out its right hand to grab the sword, but when it made contact


    with the sword, there was a sizzling sound.


    The undead corpse roared and immediately let go of its hand.


    Nash delivered a powerful kick to the undead corpse’s mouth, and his foot was covered with dense true


    energy.


    He kicked the undead corpse in the chest, and it felt as if he had kicked a wooden stake.


    It swung its hand that looked like ws toward Nash’s heart.


    Nash clenched his left fist and struck fiercely.


    The undead corpse’s left arm exploded into pieces before dropping onto the ground.


    Nash held the hilt of the sword with both hands and stabbed the undead corpse in the chest. “Ugh…”


    It let out another hoarse noise.


    Nash grabbed the sword and blew out a stream of green smoke.


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    Nash took a step back before taking out another golden rune and drawing a Heavenly Runic


    Incantation on it.


    When he was done, he threw the rune toward the undead corpse.


    The Heavenly Runic Incantation stuck onto its chest.


    The rune emitted a golden light, then burst into a zing white me.


    There was a muffled explosion noise before wet pieces of flesh from the undead corpse flew


    everywhere.


    The eight-trigram pattern on the golden robe lit up to shield Nash from the filthy substances.


    “As expected…”


    Nash’s lips curled into a tiny smile as he waited for the mes to extinguish before leaving.


    It only took a minute for him to get rid of the undead corpse.


    Undead corpses were not weak; it was simply Nash that was too strong.


    If it was someone else with less expertise, then the fight would not have been as easy.


    Dealing with undead corpses was like a walk in the park for a Golden Robe Heavenly Master.


    At the main peak of Seven Pinnacle Peaks, deep in the underground pce, a humanoid creature


    covered with red hairid in a huge coffin. It was suspended by eightrge iron chains.


    Suddenly, it opened its eyes and let out a dull roar.


    It grabbed the edge of the coffin with its sharp ws and sat up.


    At the same time, at the foot of the main peak, the miner’smps on five young men’s foreheads


    trembled.


    “Zain… did you hear that?” Ethan, a chubby boy with a robust face asked.


    “I heard that… It should be the sound of an undead corpse. Take out your hand cannons to protect


    yourselves…” Not only was Zain fearless, but he excitedly took out his hand cannon.


    They had modified the weapon to load it with more bullets.


    The five of them continued to walk forward.


    They had walked for a while when Ethan, who was addicted to smoking, yawned and asked, ” Willy, do


    you still have any cigarettes? Hand me one…”


    He received no response.


    “Willy?”


    He turned around and saw that there was no sign of Willy.