Can the living and the dead truly forge a pact of life?
Unless Chu Ming himself is not alive.
"I did say that."
Chu Ming's voice trembled as she retreated, staring incredulously at Emperor Jianyuan. "But I never said I'd agree to this method—refining Corpse Beasts—Your Majesty, do you intend to make me a Corpse Puppet like Qin Muge? My mother is Princess Longyang, your own sister!"
Emperor Jianyuan clasped his hands behind his back, his expression indifferent as he looked at the coffin before him. "This Dominating Martial King's Tomb is the best place near Wang'an City for corpse refining, gathering nine Yin veins and a Nine Curves Dark River. Historically, the area near West Mountain has always been a contested military terrain, with countless battlefields brimming with the greatest killing power in the Mortal World.
