Everyone Raises Corpses. My Corpse Concubine Gains One Evolution Point Per Second.

—200 million… —800 million… —600 million… 600 million… —200 million… —800 million… —600 million… 600 million… This means the blood bats’ attack power was above that of thePaper Crane (Paper Cranes of the Underworld).

But Mingsha Emperor’s release of paper cranes was simply too numerous… often one bat had to simultaneously deal with dozens or even hundreds of paper crane attacks.

Powerless… These blood bats quickly couldn’t withstand the greater number of attacks. One by one, they were killed and turned into blood mist, falling to the ground as a blood rain.

“How could this be?!”

“Two powerful Ghost Servants who achieved Corporeal Liberation to Immortality are already god-tier existences! How can an Immortal Ghost King also defeat my nightmare-level Ghost Servants?!”

Lawrence, transformed into a bat, darted left and right in the air, looking utterly disheveled, still unwilling to give up.

“Oh, you can still run…”

“Alright, you’ve taken so many rounds of my attacks and haven’t died yet. You truly can be called the strongest by me.”

“Therefore, someone as strong as you will have the honor of becoming an exhibit in my museum, to be admired by future generations.”

“Jingjue Emperor, use the yellow sand to mummify him…”

“As you command, my Lord!”

Jingjue Emperor gently tapped the void with her slender finger, and the entire instance suddenly echoed with the roar of camel bells.

Ancient Loulan sand spewed from the floor cracks, instantly congealing into nine giant sandstorm pythons that entangled the sky full of blood bats.

Lawrence, in his bat form, frantically crashed against the sand wall to escape.

”Gather!”

The sand pythons suddenly contracted into a Pyramid-shaped sarcophagus.

The blood bats trapped within began to rapidly dehydrate.

Lawrence’s true body was forced to condense into human form in the eye of the sandstorm.

His gold-embroidered tailcoat was carbonizing, and his skin cracked into a drought-like pattern at a visible speed.

“Please, I was wrong. I shouldn’t have challenged you. You are the strongest in the world…”

“Please spare me! I am willing to submit to you!”

“I can offer you the entire West…”

“Whether subjects or livestock, they are all yours…”

“You are the Lord of the Blue Star…”

“I’m so thirsty, can you give me a cup of blood? Even a small sip…”

A shriveled voice squeezed out from inside the coffin.

“If you had offered the entire West at the beginning, you might have been able to exchange it for a Duke of Ease…”

“Now, it’s too late…”

As Lin Mo’s words fell… the last drop of moisture in the mummy coffin was completely evaporated.

The lid of the stone coffin opened… Holy Lord Lawrence had completely dehydrated into a desiccated corpse thinner than thin… The entire audience was terrified!

“Holy Lord Lawrence, above Ghost Emperors, was actually killed so easily by Lin Mo!”

“Incredible, is our Eastern Ascension realm truly so consummate?”

“The opponent was, after all, a dignified Western Demon Lord, yet he was defeated by Lin Mo without even using his full power!”

“Damn, I was just worried that the two would enter an illusory realm and Lin Mo would fall into the opponent’s trap. It seems I worried too much…”

At this moment.

The instance gate instantly opened, and thousands of Western Ghost Emperors swarmed in.

“Not good! Lawrence’s followers are here for revenge!”