"Long Xuantian, hurry up and descend into a soul! Stop dithering!" I sneered back. Whatever heavenly laws and earthly rules there were, I had long since grown immune to them. I stood upright and acted with integrity; I walked the path of humanity.
The gloomy sky was originally shrouded in darkness, but rolling black clouds were split open by a golden light.
More than a hundred Heavenly Generals descended from above. Long Xuantian held a jeweled golden sword, while the four great commanders wielded sabers, spears, swords, and halberds. Five Nine-Yang-realm experts had brought the Seven-Star- and Eight-Trigram-realm Heavenly Generals down in a mighty procession!
They were all elites—not a single cannon-fodder soldier among them. Their armor was uniform and immaculate, and their imposing presence was astonishing!
My gaze shifted downward toward the thirty or forty Immortal cultivators who remained. I began chanting the soul-poison sword qi again. This technique had grown increasingly refined, and besides, I had used it more than any other.
It was useful not only for killing people but also for intimidating the other cultivators, though it consumed more Gu worms than usual.
The paper talismans for this Netherworld Sword Poison were specially made. Apart from one Earth Immortal talisman, they had to be smeared with thousands upon thousands of Gu worms, which clung to the surface.
Once activated, the Gu worms immediately entered the soul body and reproduced in succession, multiplying into hundreds of millions and devouring the opponent's magic power! Even if the poison could be neutralized, the soul body would likely be sucked full of holes. Li Poxiao was a perfect example.
Before I could draw my sword, Long Xuantian swung his own. A group of Immortal cultivators perished on the spot, while the remaining Heavenly Generals scattered and flew out. Including those