"Three human fellow cultivators, hold out for another dozen breaths. After that, leave the baleful corpse to us."
Just as Qin Fengming and the two others began to feel they should retreat and flee at full speed, a voice transmission suddenly rang in all three of their ears at once.
The transmitters were the two Divine Connection ghost cultivators standing in the distance, frantically casting some secret technique.
Hearing the two ghost cultivators' words, Qin Fengming's heart jolted violently.
He could almost guess what secret technique the two ghost cultivators were casting. His thoughts raced, and while his expression grew solemn, his eyes flashed with sharp light without pause.
"Very well. This Qin will entangle that ghost creature for a little longer for the two seniors." Qin Fengming barely hesitated before his resolute gaze appeared, and he immediately sent a voice transmission back.
Regardless of whether the other two agreed, he had already prepared to fight with all his might.
The withered baleful corpse was not attacking the two ghost cultivators standing in the distance. Presumably, it intended to kill the three of them with a full-force attack before turning around to deal with the two Divine Connection ghost cultivators.
Once the baleful corpse finished casting its technique, seventy or eighty ghost creatures radiating the energy pressure of the mid Spirit Severing stage came flying forward amid shrill howls.
Baili Lingkong's gaze was icy cold. After hearing the ghost cultivators' voice transmission, he naturally began thinking rapidly.
In this place shrouded in yin mist, with the air-sealing restriction in effect, fleeing would naturally be dangerous, but the chances of success were also quite high. At the very least, he believed he had a better chance of escaping than Qin Fengming and Zhou Bo.
After hearing the two ghost cultivators' words,