NOVEL WEB Chapter 273: Mother Uncle, Are You Worshiping the Divine Corpse Again?
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Thump!
Just as Jin Hong had sat down in the Divine Coffin Space, ready to think carefully about his next steps, he suddenly felt a terrifying suppression. No time to react, he was pressed flat on the ground, unable to move.
"Yah! Auntie Uncle, why did you lie down?"
The Battle Body Chu Xin, who was about to control the Divine Coffin to leave the Array, was startled and her eyes widened in surprise at this sight.
"Er! It's nothing, lying down is comfortable."
Jin Hong's mouth twitched slightly as he looked at the Divine Corpse that had suddenly appeared nearby, wanting to cry but without tears.
Had that kid's brain been smashed by a door? To actually move a Divine Corpse into the Divine Coffin.
Even though it was the corpse of a God, it wasn't much use to other Cultivators besides those Puppet Sects. What did that kid want with that thing?
If the Divine Corpse stayed here, wouldn't he have to lie on the ground unable to move forever? That would be too embarrassing.
The Battle Body Chu Xin glanced at Jin Hong, and with a wave of her snow-white hand, the Divine Coffin rose into the air. The rich Divine Rune Power enveloped the entire Divine Coffin, allowing it to pass through the Array unobstructed.
"Is lying down really comfortable?"
The Battle Body Chu Chen came over to Jin Hong's side and also mimicked Jin Hong's action by lying on the ground. After a careful feel he muttered, "Auntie Uncle is lying, this isn't comfortable at all."
Jin Hong couldn't help but roll his eyes, at a loss for words.
"Aha! I get it now."
The Battle Body Chu Chen suddenly shouted, his round eyes looking toward the Divine Corpse lying not far ahead, saying, "Auntie Uncle, are you worshiping the Divine Corpse brother?"
"Yes yes yes, worshiping the Divine Corpse."
Jin Hong said over and over.
The Battle Body Chu Chen got up from the ground and walked towards the Divine Corpse, muttering as he walked, "Sister should really not let the Divine Corpse lie down like this. If the Divine Corpse lies down, Auntie Uncle has to lie down to worship, how troublesome."
Having said that, he helped the Divine Corpse sit up and nodded in satisfaction: "Now there's no need to lie down to worship."
Then he looked at Jin Hong, then at the Divine Corpse, and muttered, "Seems a little far, the village chief grandpa always worships the divine statue up close."
With that in mind, the Battle Body Chu Chen grabbed the collar of the Divine Corpse and dragged it toward Jin Hong.
As the distance decreased, the Divine Pressure grew stronger. Jin Hong felt his face flush bright red, eventually even spitting out a mouthful of blood, and urgently yelled, "Stop stop stop!"
"What's wrong, Auntie Uncle? Why did you spit out blood?" asked the Battle Body Chu Chen, his voice filled with confusion and concern.
"I'm fine."
Jin Hong hastily said, "If you drag the Divine Corpse further away, I'll be fine."
"Ah?"
The Battle Body Chu Chen looked bewildered: "Auntie Uncle, weren't you going to worship the Divine Corpse brother? I think it's easier to worship if it's closer."
With that, he took a couple more steps forward.
Jin Hong felt as though the whole world was pressing down on him, his breath coming in gasps, his face turning purple as he struggled to speak, "I'm not worshiping the Divine Corpse, it's the Divine Pressure on the corpse that I can't bear."
Now that things had come to this, he had no choice but to be honest. Otherwise, that kid might actually drag the Divine Corpse right in front of him, and he reckoned he would become the first Martial Saint to be crushed to death by the suppression of a Divine Corpse. He wasn't sure whether to feel honored or aggrieved.
"Divine Pressure? What's that?"
The Battle Body Chu Chen turned back to the Divine Corpse that he had been dragging by the collar, his round eyes full of confusion.
"First move it away, then I'll explain," Jin Hong said, using all the energy in his body, nearly exhausting himself completely.
"Okay, then."
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Chu Chen's Battle Body turned around, dragging the Divine Corpse for about thirty feet before looking back and asking, "Auntie Uncle, is this far enough?"
"A bit further." Jin Hong could still sense the powerful Divine Pressure, although it had diminished slightly.
Within the Array, the pressure from the Divine Corpse extended only thirty feet, but once outside of the Array, the Divine Corpse's pressure seemed to reach further.
His heart was filled with shock. Just how powerful were these extraordinary children's father, to have laid down an Array that could even suppress Divine Pressure?
Chu Chen dragged the Divine Corpse another thirty feet and turned his head once again to ask, "Auntie Uncle, is it okay now?"
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"It's okay now."
Jin Hong nodded. Although he could still feel some of the Divine Pressure at this distance, it was within his tolerance. He finally got up from the ground, gasping for air profusely.
"Auntie Uncle, you're really too weak."
Chu Xin, controlling the Divine Coffin's Battle Body, looked back at Jin Hong with some disdain.
Weak?
Is this even a question of being weak or not?
Jin Hong couldn't help but roll his eyes again, inwardly expressing his helplessness. That was the body of an Ancient God, after all. Which normal person could withstand the Divine Pressure?
Eh!
Suddenly, he looked up at Chu Xin and Chu Chen, murmuring to himself: "Except for these two little freaks, and, right, their freakishly powerful father. This whole family is abnormal."
Chu Chen's Battle Body clapped his hands and returned to Jin Hong's side, somewhat puzzled, and asked, "Auntie Uncle, why can't I feel the Divine Pressure you mentioned? Is it very formidable?"
Jin Hong glanced at him and shook his head, "I don't know why you can't sense it. Perhaps your father did something, or maybe it's because you inherently have a special physique. Gods represent a transformation at the level of life, of soul. It's a natural suppression higher beings have over lower beings. Even those who reach the Martial God Realm would feel this pressure."
The Martial God has not undergone such a transformation; or rather, is in the process of transforming towards godhood, but is not a real god. They would still feel immense suppression under Divine Pressure.
That was why Jin Hong was puzzled. Why were the father of these extraordinary children and the children themselves unaffected by the Divine Pressure? Could they all be gods? That seemed far-fetched.
"So that's how it is."
Chu Chen's Battle Body came to a sudden realization.
Meanwhile, Chu Xin, who controlled the Divine Coffin zipping through Godslayer Valley, showed a hint of contemplation in her eyes.
Roar!
Behind the Divine Coffin, a myriad of Fierce Beasts pursued relentlessly.
Fortunately, the three Emperor Level Fierce Beasts, along with the majority of the Holy Level Fierce Beasts, had gone to chase after the eight Martial Emperors, so the beasts pursuing the Divine Coffin were not very strong.
Just as they were about to break out of Godslayer Valley, suddenly, with a loud bang, as if colliding against a solid wall, the Divine Coffin was bounced back.
Through the projection screen, Jin Hong saw what happened and his brows furrowed immediately, grinding his teeth and saying, "Those bastards, they've actually laid down such a huge Array around the Godslayer Mountain Range."
"Array?"
Chu Xin's Battle Body waved her pure white hand and once again controlled the Divine Coffin to soar through the sky.
"Suppress!"
Using the Divine Coffin's suppression Divine Skills, she slammed fiercely against the Magic Array Barrier.
However, the Array, laid by the Eight Martial Emperors, was incredibly powerful. Even with the added force of the Divine Skills, it could not be broken.
Instead, the commotion they made colliding against the Barrier attracted the attention of a swarm of Fierce Beasts that lingered on the edges, hesitant to leave the area.
Roar!
With a place to unleash their rage, the three Emperor Level Fierce Beasts led a dense throng of Fierce Beasts, swarming towards the Divine Coffin.