I Am Loaded With Passive Skills

Chapter 3639: Chapter 1773: Corpse Man

What is that?

Cao Erzhu suddenly turned around and looked behind him.

In the eerie wailing of ghosts, a person wearing a tattered white robe with disheveled hair appeared not far away. The clothing was extremely old.

This person was gaunt and tall, gender indiscernible, with extremely pale skin, resembling a corpse dead for three days.

"Gulp."

Cao Erzhu swallowed his saliva.

He clearly saw this person’s face!

When the ghastly pale human skin on this person’s face fell off with their scratching motion, there was only bare bones inside and wriggling maggots.

"It’s truly a corpse!"

Cao Erzhu was astonished as if struck by lightning.

Half a year in the Ghost Buddha Realm had given him much experience, and he supplemented a lot of common knowledge from the Spiritual Cultivators.

Even though he had adapted to monsters like fierce ghosts and yin souls, which he was somewhat afraid of before, Erzhu found it hard to accept the creature before him... oh, the dead thing.

This was beyond horror.

This was disgusting, an extremely twisted and bizarre kind of disgusting that made one want to vomit.

"Sorry to scare you."

The voice indeed came from the corpse man, and you could hear a hint of apology in it. It was too... human-like!

The corpse man bent down to pick up the face skin and sloppily smeared it on his face while saying:

"Little brother, to be honest, I was going to launch a surprise attack on you just now, but you are so interesting, actually saying that grudges can be conceived, and still oviparous."

"Interesting, this makes me more inclined to want to understand you deeply."

"I’m guessing your soul is purer and more delicious than the ones I have eaten before."

"I truly cannot wait..."

The corpse man’s mouth drooled crystalline threads, practically drooling, and it was actually the fluid of the chewed corpse of maggots.

Cao Erzhu was chilled to the bone.

He clearly saw that this corpse man was approximately at the level of Spiritual Cultivation Void, yet different from all the fierce ghosts he had encountered in the past in the Ghost Buddha Realm.

It had spiritual intelligence!

This was something he hadn’t encountered in the past half-year.

Fierce ghosts were like beasts that could be driven off with tricks; this was a common understanding among experiencers in the Ghost Buddha Realm.

Once such a "Yama" appeared, ninety percent of the experiencers would probably be caught off guard and unable to defend themselves.

Even if they reacted, most people in the higher void couldn’t defeat this kind of Yama.

Because there was still Holy Power within it!

Cao Erzhu could see the truth at a glance.

This Yama had probably devoured many experiencer souls and had the ability to swallow and refine unowned Holy Power in the Ghost Buddha Realm.

"It’s not a fierce ghost, but rather..."

"A demi-saint level, Yama?"

Apparently, the corpse man’s spiritual intelligence was not low; not only could it think and communicate, but it also understood human emotional changes.

It smeared the face skin once, and it didn’t stick.

Smeared again while speaking, but it still didn’t stick.

By the time it got to the end of its words, it was drooling, and it still didn’t stick.

After trying several times, the corpse man stopped speaking and became somewhat impatient:

"What’s going on, why is this happening, my face..."

——It still cared about its face!

Cao Erzhu was greatly shocked.

But a more surprising event occurred.

Seeing that the corpse man couldn’t get the face skin to stick no matter what, it went completely insane and let out a sharp wail with its mouth wide open:

"Ah—"

After the madness, it came staring intently.

In the hollow eye sockets, two points of eerie green ghost fire flared up, then it grinned maliciously:

"Little brother, your body, I’ll take it."

——Such a polite corpse!

Cao Erzhu found it not only polite but also quite graceful in its actions.

The corpse man wore only a ragged open long shirt, revealing two rows of ribs in front, yet it brushed an imaginary hem before its knees, as if lifting a nonexistent long robe behind.

Then it swapped legs to take a step forward with empty steps, lightly resting its left skeletal hand on its chest, as if holding something, while the right skeletal hand slowly drew out, indeed pulling out a three-foot Ghost Fire Sword from nowhere.

——What a graceful move!

Cao Erzhu was dumbfounded.

This corpse, no matter its inadvertent word choice in conversation or the elegance shown in its gestures and stance at the moment with the tilted sword...

Aside from being a corpse!

Aside from being a bit ugly!

It perfectly matched the elegance of an ancient swordsman with "immortal style and bones" that Cao Erzhu imagined...

Was it an ancient swordsman before death?

After Elder Mei’s death, could it look like this!

"Apologies."

The corpse man nodded slightly, and the Ghost Fire Sword trembled sharply.

Unclear how it wielded the sword, leaving an afterimage that faded, it had already thrusted close to the face—a Space-Time Transition!

"Dang!"

The Soul Sound blasted, like a hammer shattering a dream in a blacksmith shop, but at this moment, it only raised some dust all around.

Cao Erzhu blocked his face with a horizontal palm.

The Ghost Fire Sword stabbed into his palm but was blocked by a layer of silently flowing purple electric film.

As he looked this way, he could see the corpse man, nearly as tall as him, with flickering ghost fire in its eye sockets, showing a hint of shock.

Cao Erzhu held the Ghost Fire Sword with one hand, shook his head slowly, and said seriously:

"This corpse, you really are strong."

"But you might have found the wrong person; I’m not easy to mess with."

As soon as the words fell, the corpse man leaned backward, kicked at Cao Erzhu, trying to borrow force to pull away the Ghost Fire Sword and distance itself from the terror.

Bam!

Cao Erzhu’s gaze stayed steady, and his left hand swiftly grabbed downwards, seizing the slender skeletal leg.

"Boy, I admit you have some real..." The corpse man still had words to say, but they abruptly stopped.

As the ghost fire glanced down slightly, under the flickering firelight, even the skeletal face could show a bit of a wry smile:

"There might be some mis..."

Boom!

Thunder rumbled.

Cao Erzhu just applied a bit of force, and the corpse man’s skeletal leg shattered directly, with electric light like snakes quickly crawling over its whole body.