"Don't come any closer!"

The Eighth Elder stopped in his tracks instantly, fleeing madly in the opposite direction.

A mass of dark black flames followed closely behind him like a maggot on a bone.

After being burned by the Netherworld Fire once before, the Eighth Elder truly developed a severe psychological shadow regarding this thing.

However, the Netherworld Fire unleashed through the Ghost Eye was impossible to dodge. Before long, the Eighth Elder was overtaken by the Netherworld Fire, experiencing a burning sensation on his backside.

"Help, help, help, help!"

The Eighth Elder ran towards Saelihil.

He knew very well that he couldn't touch the Netherworld Fire with his hands, or his hands would become contaminated as well.

"You stay away too!"

Saelihil was also frantic. He was currently using the Evil Eye to control Qiao Yu; how could he care about the Eighth Elder?

But the Eighth Elder disregarded everything and continued to rush over.

"Damn it!"

Left with no choice, Saelihil could only temporarily retract the Evil Eye, then help the Eighth Elder cut away the flesh tainted by the Netherworld Fire.

As soon as his gaze shifted away, Qiao Yu's movements instantly returned!

He first released the Skeleton Legion to block in front of himself, preventing Saelihil's gaze from locking onto him.

Immediately afterward, he thrust the Dark Staff into the ground and began chanting bizarre, obscure incantations.

After chanting for about three seconds, Qiao Yu abruptly opened his eyes.

"Grave Excavation Resurrection Technique!"

*Grave Excavation Resurrection Technique*

Level: S-rank

Effect: The necromancer infuses tendrils of dark energy into the ground, searching for ancient corpses that respond to his summons, and commands them to rise and fight for him.

At the back of God Mountain, a very extravagant grave began to tremble slightly.

The tombstone was engraved with vigorous, flowing characters – "Tomb of the Tenth Elder of God Mountain."

Immediately afterward, a hand stretched out from inside the grave, covered in rotting green flesh and dark brown soil, appearing extremely horrifying.

Subsequently, a gaunt figure draped in a white robe crawled out of the grave on its own.

The flesh on its entire body had already rotted away to a large extent, and one eyeball was drooping on its face, connected only by a bit of brownish-red flesh.

However, the aura emanating from this figure was actually that of a Saint Realm expert!

After crawling out of the grave, the entire person soared into the sky, landing directly between Qiao Yu and the Eighth Elder with a stench.

"Old... Old Tenth?! Aren't you dead?!" The Eighth Elder's face was full of horror.

Back then, the Tenth Elder and the Ninth Elder had gone to the Great Xia Ancient Kingdom together. In the battle with Ji Pingyang, one died and the other was seriously injured; the Tenth Elder was the one who died.

He had been right next to him when the Tenth Elder was buried, and he had been saddened by it for a long time. How could the other party suddenly reanimate at this time?

However, facing the Eighth Elder's questioning, the Tenth Elder didn't respond at all, only stiffly raised its neck, making cracking sounds.

"Kill... kill!"

The lips of the Tenth Elder, already rotten, opened and closed with the two rows of white teeth that remained, then abruptly charged toward the Eighth Elder.

"Old Tenth! Don't you recognize me? I'm your Eighth Brother!" The Eighth Elder hurriedly explained upon seeing this.

"That's not the Tenth Elder we know anymore; that kid is the one behind it!" Saelihil saw through the ruse at a glance.

A gleam of light flashed in his amber-like deep red pupils.

Through the Evil Eye, he clearly saw that there was an extremely strange energy within the Tenth Elder's corpse, and it was that energy that was supporting the Tenth Elder's corpse to stand up again.

"Qiao Yu! You're actually playing with the corpses of the dead; aren't you afraid of being condemned by the heavens for such a heinous act?" The Eighth Elder gritted his teeth, his eyes full of anger.

"Not afraid!"

Qiao Yu's answer was concise and clear.

Joke, who would be a necromancer if they were afraid of heavenly condemnation? Would you?

Qiao Yu manipulated the Tenth Elder to charge towards Saelihil and the others.

The control of the Evil Eye was extremely terrifying; even Qiao Yu was very wary of Saelihil.

Before figuring out how to get rid of the Evil Eye's control, Qiao Yu would definitely not expose himself to Saelihil's sight again.

Countless undead creatures surged out, concealing Qiao Yu's figure.

Saelihil's brow also furrowed. He couldn't lock onto Qiao Yu's figure from among so many undead creatures at all.

And the Tenth Elder had already charged in front of the two of them.

The Tenth Elder gripped its hands tightly, then raised them high, smashing them down abruptly.

Saelihil and the Eighth Elder dodged hurriedly. The Tenth Elder's strike hit empty air, directly smashing a huge pit into the ground, causing sand and stones to fly everywhere, and smoke and dust filled the air for a time.

"Saelihil, quickly think of a way; Old Tenth is already dead, we definitely can't damage his corpse any further!" the Eighth Elder shouted in a deep voice.

Saelihil frowned.

Where would he have a way? His Evil Eye was good at control, but everything had its advantages and disadvantages.

The current Tenth Elder couldn't be considered a living creature at all, so his Evil Eye was ineffective against him.

And aside from the Evil Eye, Saelihil's own combat power was actually inferior to that of the other God Guards.

"Eighth Elder, how about we retreat first? This Qiao Yu's combat power seems to be stronger than we imagined!" Saelihil said with some concern.

"What?! How can that be! Two Saint Realm experts running away from a Sovereign Realm? If you want to do such a shameful thing, do it yourself!"

The Eighth Elder refused without hesitation.

"If we run away today, we'll never be able to hold our heads up again! You have to know, you're the Sixth God Guard, and I'm the Eighth Elder of God Mountain! For the glory of the Western Gods, we can't run away!"

Saelihil frowned slightly, but didn't say much more.

And in the time they were talking, the Tenth Elder had already charged out of the smoke and dust, attacking them again.

"Kill... kill!"

"Damn it! I'll hold off Old Tenth, Saelihil, you think of a way to deal with that kid!"

The Eighth Elder was about to resist, but found that his great axe had already been swiped away by Qiao Yu.

Left with no choice, he could only engage in hand-to-hand combat with the Tenth Elder.

The Eighth Elder without his giant axe was like a tiger without teeth, while the Tenth Elder had already turned into an undead puppet that only knew how to kill, each strike aimed directly at vital points.

Soon, the Eighth Elder was wounded.

And Saelihil, looking at the overwhelming surge of undead creatures, felt his scalp tingling.

He was supposed to think of a way to deal with Qiao Yu, but where would he find a way?

Numerous Headless Knights formed a pyramid-shaped charge formation, and the skeletal warhorses galloped over in a mighty manner.

Saelihil's face turned green instantly!

In this crisis, Saelihil immediately made a decision. Since the Eighth Elder himself wasn't running, then he couldn't be blamed!

Saelihil turned around and left without hesitation.

"Eighth Elder, stay here and don't move! I'm going to get reinforcements!"