Outside the valley, Jin Bicheng was fighting an Early Ascension Realm elder of the Corpse Immortal Sect.
He had to contend with the ferocious Corpse Puppets while guarding against sneak attacks from their controller.
He seemed unable to keep up. Blood seeped through his robes, and his aura weakened slightly.
Elsewhere on the battlefield, a middle-aged man shook the bell in his hand. Two Corpse Puppets at his side immediately blocked the incoming sword light and fist force.
"You really had this planned all along!"
Seeing the two obstacles before him, the middle-aged man's expression darkened. Tianjian Mountain and the Du Family—Great Feng had played this hand well indeed!
"Form the array!"
As a stooped elder of the Corpse Immortal Sect fought Ming Zili, he gave the order.
Ding-ling!
Ding-ling-ling!
As his words fell, dozens more experts from the Corpse Immortal Sect emerged from the valley, all of them powerhouses of the Three Realms of Earth.
Some controlled corpses, some commanded corpses, while others relied on their own formidable strength and attacked directly.
The Corpse Puppets that had previously fought independently outside the valley now moved in an orderly fashion.
"Quick, disrupt their positions! We can't let them set up the array!"
Quite a few people had clearly dealt with the Corpse Immortal Sect before and immediately understood what was happening.
But as the Corpse Puppets began to resonate with one another, their Corpse Qi linked together and merged with the patterns engraved upon countless Corpse Puppets.
They formed strange runes in the air, as though they had become a single whole.
The array encompassed the entire Corpse Yin Valley. Wherever there was a Corpse Puppet, it was within the formation.
"A fine array. It suppresses divine sense enough to seal away ninety percent of mine."
Chu Xuanao shifted his