The Defense Path Sect certainly couldn't just sit and wait for death. They secretly sent people out multiple times or used carrier pigeons to seek help, but all of these attempts resulted in no return.
Perhaps not having a reply was a good thing for them.
Because they didn't know that the entire martial world of Southern Xiangnan had already been occupied by the Corpse Manor. The few remaining sects were in a similar situation to the Defense Path Sect.
Once Southern Xiangnan was unified, they would move elsewhere, bringing the entire Da Song Martial World under the influence of the Corpse Manor.
In less than half a month, the power of the Corpse Manor had grown exponentially, with sect members numbering in the tens of thousands, each considered a master in the Jianghu.
One sect after another fell into the hands of the Corpse Manor. Their disciples switched to cultivating the skills of the Corpse Manor, becoming neither human nor ghost.
At the foot of Lone Chicken Mountain, Shi Buniao stuck out his tongue to lick his eyebrow and looked impatiently at the high mountain gate of the Defense Path Sect.
If they didn't want the Defense Path Sect to retain more masters to learn the New Reclining Corpse Technique, they would have charged in and left the sect in ruins by now.
Did the Defense Path Sect really think their Tortoise Shell Technique was invincible in the world?
In front of the New Reclining Corpse Technique, it was nothing but trash!
In Shi Buniao's eyes, a trace of black smoke flashed, indicating heavy black smoke on the mountain of the Defense Path Sect, forming a shrinking ghostly face.
This meant that the Defense Path Sect was in a state of fear, with everyone inside the mountain gate feeling endangered. At this time, if they attacked the mountain gate, most people would surrender.
This skill was no longer in the realm of martial arts; it was an ability taught to Shi Buniao by the ancestor.
In the past few days, the people of the Corpse Manor had retrieved a corpse.
This corpse woke up in the Corpse Manor, claiming to be the ancestor of the Corpse Manor, the Zombie King who had slept for a thousand years.
Whether it was the title of ancestor or Zombie King, it was self-proclaimed, and its truthfulness was unknown.
However, the ancestor's overwhelming power was undeniable. He gave the Corpse Manor a peerless skill, and the disciples who practiced this martial art became top-level masters in the Jianghu within days, their strength increasing tenfold.
The only requirement the ancestor set for this skill was for the Corpse Manor to expand rapidly, allowing more people to learn the New Reclining Corpse Technique.
Shi Buniao waved his hand: "The time is ripe, and it's time to close the net. Children, take action!"
The disciples of the Corpse Manor showed ferocious expressions, howling like wolves, and charged towards the mountain gate of the Defense Path Sect.
The mountain gate of the Defense Path Sect was built atop a cliff. The only way to climb up was by a cableway.
This cableway had long been retracted by the members of the Defense Path Sect, leaving cliffs on all four sides, making it difficult for the Corpse Manor disciples to ascend.
But unexpectedly, these disciples of the Corpse Manor climbed the cliffs directly, crawling like lizards towards the mountaintop!
The disciples of the Defense Path Sect were so frightened that their hands and feet went numb. These guys in black clothing no longer seemed to be from the martial world but rather like man-eating evil ghosts from strange tales.
At an entrance to the mountain gate, seven or eight disciples of the Defense Path Sect were guarding, led by a man with a middle parting hairstyle.
This man was Wu Kai, the senior disciple of the Defense Path Sect.
Because he could hold his ground against third-rate masters and even masters of grandmaster level, his Jianghu nickname was Fifty-Fifty.
Wu Kai felt a slight chill on his scalp as he saw the disciples of the Corpse Manor climbing up nonstop. He immediately ordered his junior brothers and sisters to throw rolling logs, stones, and fire oil down the mountain.
He absolutely couldn't let these guys climb up. If they did, their fate might be worse than death.
A charming female hero of the Defense Path Sect took out a bag of lime powder and sprinkled it downwards.
The climbing disciples of the Corpse Manor were instantly blinded, and the female hero seized the opportunity to pick up a stone weighing dozens of pounds and smash it towards the Corpse Manor disciple.
Blinded by the lime powder, the Corpse Manor disciple didn't avoid it and was hit directly by the large stone.
The female hero's face lit up with joy. With such a heavy stone thrown from such a height, even a top master should have his head smashed. She had taken down an assailant.
However, her delight only lasted a few seconds before her face was filled with fear.
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His hands still clung firmly to the rock wall, his broken face showing a terrifying smile as he crawled towards the mountaintop like a spider, the horror no less than Wen Wen creeping around at midnight.
The female hero stepped back two steps trembling, her will to fight completely gone. As a daughter of the Jianghu, she always prided herself as a tomboy, killing enemies on the front line without a blink.
But the sight in front of her triggered her fear. These entities attacking the mountain gate were not even human!
Just as Shi Buniao mentioned, after days of siege coupled with continuous pressure, the spirit of these Defense Path Sect disciples had reached its limit. Once overwhelming power was displayed, they would lose their will to resist.
"Little sister, what's wrong?"
Wu Kai had just pushed a Corpse Manor disciple down the mountain when he noticed the anomaly of the female hero.
"Senior brother, I... ah!"
A scarlet tongue extended from behind the female hero's rock wall, wrapping around her slender waist.
The slimy tongue quickly squirmed, turning into a position reminiscent of five flowers tied with rope in the blink of an eye. The zombie-like Corpse Manor disciple, with his shattered face, slowly climbed up with a sinister grin.
Not only did the female hero lose her defense, but other disciples were also beset by Corpse Manor disciples climbing up.
Once close enough, Wu Kai could see the faces of these guys clearly, and he felt a chill run through him.
They had stiff corpses' spots on their tongues, faces, and arms, no breath, and no warmth in their skin.
These Corpse Manor disciples, perhaps could no longer be called humans, but corpse people like demons!
They were just children of the Jianghu, not superpower users to capture ghosts and suppress demons, facing this scene with no power to resist.
The male disciples who tried to resist were brutally dismembered by these corpse people, and their bodies were devoured as delicacies.
Those who surrendered were force-fed a pill by these corpse people. After consuming it, they became expressionless, sitting blankly with no sparkle in their eyes.
As for the female disciples, whether they resisted or not, they were tied up by these corpse people's tongues.
They were not fed pills because there were other uses for them.
The corpse people arranged for them to learn the New Reclining Corpse Technique, and once mastered, they were sent into the ancestor's room.
As of now, nearly a thousand female disciples from various sects had been sent into that room, yet not a single one had come out alive.
Wu Kai took a deep breath, feeling a bit desperate, wanting to put down his shield, as that might at least allow him to live.
But just as his hand loosened, he clutched it tightly again.
He was the senior disciple of the Defense Path Sect. Others could surrender, but he couldn't!