The Yin Corpse was powerful, but it possessed only the instinct to fight, without any intelligence.
Especially after the group had taken antidote pills tailored to counter its poison, the threat posed by the Yin Corpse weakened considerably.
All four possessed considerable combat strength, and when they joined forces, the power they unleashed was truly terrifying.
Unable to withstand them, cracks gradually appeared across the Yin Corpse's body, with brown liquid slowly seeping out from within.
Seeing the Yin Corpse grow weaker and weaker, its movements and reactions becoming increasingly sluggish, Mu Sha seized the moment and slashed his blade at a crack in its tail, successfully severing it.
He let out a soft breath, a flash of satisfaction passing through his eyes.
Having been oppressed by this Yin Corpse for so long, Mu Sha had long harbored a ball of evil fire in his heart. He had hated it to the bone.
Just as he was about to press his advantage, a sudden palpitation gripped his heart, and he instinctively stopped.
The Yin Corpse let out an enraged roar and spat a black water arrow condensed from venom straight at him.
Mu Sha did not dare be careless. He hurriedly dodged aside, yet his foot was inexplicably tripped. His body lost balance, and he actually fell toward the poison arrow.
"Brother!"
Mu Yun was startled. Disregarding everything else, she immediately leaped forward to pull Mu Sha away.
But she was still too late.
The venom struck Mu Sha. Although he had promptly used the curved blade in his hand to block the water arrow, quite a bit of venom still splashed onto him.
"Aah!"
The pain that pierced deep into his soul twisted Mu Sha's face. Wherever the venom touched his body, it sizzled, forming one bloody hole after