The two Spirit Severing ghost cultivators' faces had already been slightly pale, but now they were deathly white, without even a trace of blood.
They stood there like statues.
The consumption caused by the secret art they had cast was something even they, as cultivators in the Spirit Severing realm, found difficult to endure. Moreover, this casting had nearly reached their limits.
Facing a Baleful Intent Corpse at the late Spirit Severing stage, the two understood that they had only one chance to kill or severely wound it—only one. If they missed it, what awaited them might be an abyss of ruin from which there was no escape.
Even falling into the corpse's hands was an entirely foreseeable outcome.
Under such circumstances, how could the two ghost cultivators hold anything back? They unleashed nearly all their potential.
As the two rapidly formed hand seals and shouted the word "Explode," the nearly five hundred Yin souls and ghost creatures that had already pounced into the dense Killing Intent within a hundred-plus yards suddenly began trembling violently. Their already ferocious faces instantly became even more horrifying and ghastly.
The Yin souls and ghost creatures, which contained immense soul energy, sent that energy surging wildly through their bodies, causing their forms to swell rapidly.
Streams of thick energy raced across their nearly corporeal bodies, while wave after wave of ghostly howls rang out.
Faced with this sudden change, the withered Baleful Intent Corpse's expression changed drastically. An uncontrollable terror abruptly arose in his heart. As his thoughts raced, his power surged through his body, and with a movement of his form, he attempted to execute some powerful escape art and break free from the encirclement of hundreds of Yin souls and ghost creatures.
Just as his figure blurred and he prepared to force