Even though he was incredibly injured, the speed of the Corpse Wizard King was still alarming. At full speed, it soon left the pursuers from the various factions far behind. After being injured, the White-robed Cardinal Bishop, gold cloaked warrior Casia and Elder Klive all had their speeds drastically decreased, no longer being able to keep up with the Corpse Wizard King.

Even though the White-robed Cardinal Bishop had already sent out an emergency call for reinforcements, the elites of the Church would not be able to arrive at the area in such a short amount of time. Seeing the figure of the Corpse Wizard King gradually disappear into the distance, the heart of the White-robed Cardinal Bishop sank. He could only place his hopes on Yang Ling who had chased after the Corpse Wizard King on the Dark Dragon King.

The major factions were not able to catch up to the Corpse Wizard King, but Yang Ling could freely do so! Along the way, he would frequently instruct the Dark Dragon King to release a few mouthfuls of fire or Dragon Breath, leaving the Corpse Wizard King no choice but to charge forward, giving him no time to catch his breath. The pursuit went on from the Ladak Mountain Range to the Aila Mountain Pass. Yang Ling forced the heavily injured Corpse Wizard King into the Wilderness of Siberia.

The Corpse Wizard King had a strong regenerative ability, and under normal circumstances, his wounds would clot automatically within a short amount of time. However, under Yang Ling’s relentless pursuit, with his intense running, his movements pulled on his injuries continuously, blood flowing out of his wounds incessantly.

With the loss of his blood, with the decrease of his stamina, the Corpse Wizard King became slower and slower after running maniacally for a great deal of time. He tried his best to summon a few dead souls to cover his back, but they hardly posed a challenge to the Dark Dragon King.

The Corpse Wizard King had wanted to hide within the caves he discovered along the way. Unexpectedly, even though the Dark Dragon King could not fit into the caves, a large horde of Horned Bee Beasts, spiders and self-destructing bats would pounce into the caves within the blink of an eye. They were endless and never-ending. The Corpse Wizard King could not do anything against the mass of creatures with its diminished abilities, and had no choice but to continue fleeing for his life.

Just like that, the pursuit went on from the Ladak Mountain Range to the Wilderness of Siberia, from early in the morning to late at night. The Corpse Wizard King was not able to ditch Yang Ling no matter how hard he tried. In the end, he knew that he could not continue fleeing like this given his fatigue, and had no choice but to stop. He allowed the female Spellcaster in his arms to fall onto the ground and gasped for air.

Do I set up a restriction, or…?

Yang Ling did not dare be careless even though the Corpse Wizard King was heavily injured and in fatigue. After a moment’s deliberation, he summoned the Chimera King, Unicorn and Thousand-faced Mink, instructing them to surround the Corpse Wizard King together with the Dark Dragon King. He then set up a restriction in the Wizard Pagoda’s Space and lit up three Soul Robbing Incenses, prepared to trap the Corpse Wizard King within the space.

A space element Domain Expert?

Seeing Yang Ling who had been riding on the back of the Dark Dragon King mysteriously disappear into thin air, then silently appear again soon after, the Corpse Wizard King’s heart shook, not daring to take any reckless action. Because of the difficulty in the training, there were not many people who cultivated space element magic, and those that reached the level of Domain Expert were even rarer. However, after one reached the peak of their cultivation and became a space element Domain Expert, their abilities were undoubtedly extremely powerful.

Just who is this so-called leader, could he be from those ancient families…?

The Corpse Wizard King was put in a spot as he looked at Yang Ling who had abilities that ran deep beyond comprehension. Now that his Magical Energy was basically depleted, he could coot even summon a zombie, much less a Bone Dragon. Coupled with his severe injuries, there was no way that he would be a match for Yang Ling. He could not defeat Yang Ling in battle, nor could he outrun Yang Ling. What could he do?

The Corpse Wizard King did not know what to do, while Yang Ling did not hold back, immediately ordering the many Magical Beasts to attack after finishing the necessary preparations. The Group Mirror Magic of the Thousand-faced Mink was too useful. Even if the Dark Dragon King, Chimera King and Unicorn had not personally attacked the Corpse Wizard King, just ten of illusory bodies were enough to give the Corpse Wizard King a great deal of trouble.

The Thousand-faced Mink loved consuming the Essence Crystals of Magical Beasts to quickly obtain the energy needed for its evolution. Its abilities would definitely be more terrifying as long as it advanced to the next level.

As a natural level nine Magical Beast, it could only conjure five illusory bodies for every main body it had as a reference, each illusory body merely having twenty percent of the vitality and battle capabilities of the main body. The illusory bodies could also only last ten minutes. However, as long as it evolved to become a Level Surpassing Magical Beasts, all of its abilities would double; It would become even more terrifying if it advanced to become a Peak Level Magical Beast. Each of the illusory bodies would have abilities nearly identical to that of the main body!

“Turning Blood into Demons!”

Looking at the frenzied attacks of the Magical Beasts, the Corpse Wizard King had no choice but to use its last resort. He transformed the black gas scattered outside of his body into a dozen thin snakes, spraying a mouthful of blood onto their bodies, then instructed them to block the bloodthirsty Magical Beasts. He then took out the last Teleportation Scroll from within his robes, prepared to immediately teleport out of the area.

Every Teleportation Scroll had cost him countless precious materials and effort, and were treasures used to save his life. Unless he had no choice, he was not willing to easily waste this last Teleportation Scroll.

Originally, he had wanted to use this Teleportation Scroll to avoid the pursuit of the Divine-level Experts of the Tailun Continent; He did not expect to encounter the nemesis that was Yang Ling as soon as he broke out of the seal, and had no choice but to use it before he intended to.

“Hmph, Magical Beast Territory, I will definitely be back!”

After letting out a cold grunt, the Corpse Wizard King used the last of his Magical Energy to activate the Teleportation Scroll, shooting a fierce glare at the nearby Yang Ling before he left. He swore secretly to himself that he would bathe the Magical Beast Territory in blood the moment his abilities recovered to its peak. Unexpectedly, he had just stepped into the Teleportation Formation and heaved a sigh of relief when a white glow flashed past his eyes. He then arrived at a foreign land.

Domain Space?

Looking at the vast, foreign forest, remembering what had happened in the underground city, the heart of the Corpse Wizard King shook, his heart sinking further downward. Back then, he had been able to forcefully dispel Yang Ling’s Domain Space using the Horned Soul Snake. What was he going to do now that he was exhausted and had depleted his Magical Energy?

After taking a deep breath, he decided to sit down on the ground, seizing the time to recover his abilities. Unfortunately, there was some form of restriction within this weird domain. He could not gather a shred of Magical Energy even after trying for some time. He did not know if it was because he was heavily injured or in deep fatigue, but his eyelids were getting heavier and heavier.

Not good, there’s poison in the air!

After nodding off while leaning on the trunk of a tree, the Corpse Wizard King instinctively felt that something was off, forcefully opening his eyes. As a Corpse Wizard, other than using Undead Spells, he was also an expert on poison. However, he had never come across a colorless and odorless poison that would induce slumber when inhaled.

Chitter…

Just as he was cursing to himself, a wave of strange chitters came from not far away. Looking up, all he saw was a tide of Red-haired Tarantulas swarming over toward him.

In his alarm, even though he knew that there’s a possibility that it was an illusion, the Corpse Wizard King had no choice but to sprint away. Unexpectedly, he had just charged into the forest when he immediately encountered a group of speedy Horned Bee Beasts, his body turning numb after being hit by a few poisonous stingers; After making a turn and running out of the forest, he encountered a horde of indefensible Man-eating Vines soon after…

He could not tell if they were illusions or not!

Sometimes, the Corpse Wizard King had expected the spiders or Horned Bee Beasts in front of him to be illusions, but would have a piece of his flesh fiercely bitten off in his carelessness; Sometimes, he would be extra cautious, choosing to expend his stamina and take a longer route, only to turn around and see that the Magical Beasts that had been blocking his way had turned into a ball of silver light and vanished into thin air. He only realized that they were illusions then!

Hordes of Magical Beasts, a borderless primordial forest, poison that could induce slumber, indefensible traps…

After fleeing for his life in a fluster for some time, the Corpse Wizard King could not last any longer, falling onto the ground with a thump. He had first been heavily injured by the all-out attacks of the various factions, then chased over hundreds of miles by Yang Ling; Finally, he had been tortured for a great deal of time in this eerie Domain Space. He could not take it any longer!

His body was covered in injuries and he was exhausted. His mental state had also crumbled with the intense pursuit. He remained unmoved as he saw a tarantula charging toward him, its claws extended. His eyelids were getting heavier and heavier, his consciousness getting more and more hazy. In his daze, he felt a finger press on his forehead, then felt an ice-cold sensation…

After making the necessary preparations, fully exhausting the Corpse Wizard King and crushing its mental state, Yang Ling tamed him with his blood at the cost of expending a substantial amount of Wizard Power and mental energy. The more powerful the soul of the target, the harder it is to tame it. If he was careless, not only would he fail to tame his target, it was also highly possible that he might even be devoured by the spell. Only when the other party’s life was in mortal danger, or when its consciousness is hazy, would the obstructions he would meet when taming the target would be greatly decreased.

The soul energy of the Corpse Wizard King was powerful, several times more powerful than the Beastman priest Augustus he had met in the past. However, after being heavily injured and inflicted with the Soul Robbing Incense, as well as having its mental state crumbled, he could no longer defend against the energy used to tame him.

The Corpse Wizard King had existed for millennia, its memories massive and complicated. Even though Yang Ling was curious as to why he would pass through the dimensional gap at the risk of his life to come to the Tailun Continent from the Dimension of Dead Souls, Yang Ling could not be bothered to sieve through his memories for the time being. After releasing the restrictions, Yang Ling could not help but crease his brows as he saw the already unconscious female Spellcaster Angel.

Over the course of the chase, the Corpse Wizard King had been heavily injured, while the captive Angel in his arms was not in a good shape either. Not only was she inflicted with the Corpse Poison, she had also suffered from heavy injuries, her white robes long dyed red with her blood. Perhaps it was because she had suffered a great shock, or because she lost too much of her blood and was inflicted with the Corpse Poison, her face was pale. She was unconscious, and on her last breaths.

Kill her and erase the evidence, or…?

After shaking his head, Yang Ling carried her to the side of the lake, then gently removed her bloodied clothes, prepared to help her expel the Corpse Poison in her body after stopping her bleeding.

Looking at the unconscious, teary-eyed beauty, Yang Ling could not help but think of the little lass Alice. They were both beautiful and captivating, both so very delicate!

Furthermore, this little beauty was of considerable status. He might be able to obtain unexpected benefits if he were to save her life. She was unconscious at the moment, which meant that Yang Ling did not have to worry that she would reveal the secret that the Corpse Wizard King had already been tamed by him.

After undoing the jacket of the little beauty, a pair of perky breasts greeted Yang Ling. Yang Ling’s finger accidentally brushed past the fair, bright, tender, supple skin below her neck…

The thick metallic stench of blood could not obscure her intoxicating feminine fragrance, her thin underwear unable to hide her alluring nipples. Coupled with her faintly visible slender, fair thighs and perky breasts, it left much more to Yang Ling’s imagination.

Should I tame the Holy Maiden of the Church to become a fully obedient female servant?

Looking at Angel’s fair skin, voluptuous figure and beautiful face, thinking about how he could step on the so-called noblest, purest Holy Maiden from the Church, Yang Ling suddenly had an evil thought!