"Get lost!"
Even as Wei Tu sensed a warning from the Six-Armed Evil Immortal, he acted with swift decisiveness. After a cold snort, he began dealing with the Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox demon corpse charging at him.
The instant it let out a roar and swung its corpse claw at him, golden light burst from Wei Tu's Dharma body. His right hand, which he had swept out from his sleeve, suddenly expanded several hundredfold and drove a fist straight into the demon claw.
The next moment—
With a boom.
The Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox demon corpse's "corpse claw," which appeared capable of shattering gold and splitting stone, began exploding inch by inch the instant it collided with Wei Tu's fist-shaped right hand. Claw bones and the flesh clinging to them rained down like a downpour, splattering blood everywhere.
Immediately afterward, its corpse was smashed fiercely into the distance like a kite with a snapped string.
But... at that very instant.
The Nine-Tailed Spirit Fox's nine tails suddenly shot out like giant pythons rising from the land. Two tails locked firmly into the void, stabilizing the demon corpse, while the remaining seven tails moved like a cultivator's hands, rapidly forming hand seals.
In the blink of an eye, several immortal arts condensed into being.
Ice arrows that blotted out the sky and covered the earth!
Streams of ghostly mist suffused with poisonous vapor...
They immediately poured toward Wei Tu in the distance like a torrential storm.
Even stranger was this.
The corpse claw that Wei Tu had destroyed with his iron fist actually began to restore itself as though time had flowed backward, gathering the scattered flesh and shattered bones from the ground and reattaching them one by one to its ruined claw.
Then, as extremely dazzling and incomparably mysterious red runes surfaced