People who practice corpse cultivation are regarded as aliens by the world.
They laughed at me: "Does a walking corpse deserve to live forever?"
I lowered my eyes and said nothing, my fingertips surged with corpse energy.
Until that day, I used my corpse claws to tear apart Jindan Zhenren's body-protecting aura, and used corpse fire to melt his natal magic weapon.
In the bloody rain, I whispered:
"I have lived for a thousand years, and I can live for another ten thousand years."
"And you are going to die today."
