The Four Eighth-Order Corpse Kings

The Four Eighth-Order Corpse Kings

"Alas, it seems the chances of Jiang Chen coming here are slim. Even if he really entered the Black Yin Secret Realm, he might not be able to take us out of here." Mo Qingling forced a bitter smile.

Everyone here knew how dangerous the Black Yin Secret Realm was. If it were not dangerous, why had so many people failed to rescue them?

Although Jiang Chen had once been incredibly famous and was said to have killed a powerhouse of the Martial Saint Realm, Third Level, Martial Venerable Realm cultivators were no match for him at all.

However, there were plenty of Eighth Order existences in the Black Yin Secret Realm. Even if Jiang Chen came, he might not be able to protect them.

"It's fine. We can rely on ourselves." Mo Qingyan smiled.

It was a smile she had forced herself to wear. Their current situation was anything but optimistic. They had already been trapped for three months.

"Mm. At present, we can only rely on ourselves." Mo Qingling nodded.

At this moment, Jiang Chen led Lang Heng into the valley. The Corpse Swarm in the valley discovered the intruders and surged toward Jiang Chen from all directions, howling as they attacked him.

Seeing the countless Corpse Swarm pouncing toward him, Jiang Chen's lips curled into a cold smile. "You'll all become my spoils of war."

Jiang Chen struck one of the Corpse Swarm with his palm. He did not use his full strength, merely making contact with it.

Then he activated the Sky Devouring Demonic Dragon Art. A vast devouring force surged from Jiang Chen's palm, directly beginning to absorb the yin power within the Corpse Swarm.

In an instant, the yin energy within the Sixth-Order Corpse Swarm was completely drained. Its