"A corpse ten thousand years old?"
Xiao Yi's eyes immediately narrowed upon seeing the corpse rising from the golden ancient coffin, a look of shock flickering in his gaze.
The longer a demon corpse exists, the more powerful it becomes.
A hundred years forms a corpse, a thousand years births a demon.
Once it reaches ten thousand years, it is crowned a Corpse King.
And ten thousand years...
That makes it a Corpse Emperor!
The sovereign of demon corpses!
The simplest way to differentiate the strength of a demon corpse is by the demonic Qi emanating from its body.
Regular demon soldiers emanate pure black Qi.
A ten-thousand-year corpse king displays black tinged with crimson.
As for a Corpse Emperor, its Qi carries traces of golden amid the black and crimson.
The demonic Qi swirling around this demon corpse was gold-tinged within red-black hues, a sinister yet regal blend. Xiao Yi's expression drastically changed at the sight of the Corpse Emperor.
