Hundreds of Golden Crows each occupied their own positions, spread far apart.
When Luo Zheng was only a hundred-odd zhang away from the lowest Corpse Spirit Golden Crow, he asked, "Senior Di Jun, is this enough?"
"Mm," Di Jun replied.
A faint green light flickered in his narrow eyes.
"Buzz..."
A faint cyan-green light flashed in the eyes of the seven or eight Corpse Spirit Golden Crows on the lowest level as well. Then Luo Zheng suddenly felt wisps of connection appear in his mind. He could sense the existence of those seven or eight Corpse Spirit Golden Crows!
"It worked!" Luo Zheng's brows lifted.
Without pausing at all, Luo Zheng continued flying upward. There were more than a dozen Corpse Spirit Golden Crows on the next level. Because of their enormous size, the distance between them was relatively great.
Before Luo Zheng could even make a request to Di Jun, green light flashed in the eyes of those dozen-odd Corpse Spirit Golden Crows, and their blank-paper-like consciousnesses once again connected to Luo Zheng's mind.
"Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh..."
Just then, a burst of howling came from above.
Dozens of Divine Nest Demon Women rode Corpse Spirit Golden Crows rapidly downward, clearly heading straight for Luo Zheng.
With Luo Zheng's current strength, he could still manage to kill one or two Divine Nest Demon Women alone. But facing more than twenty of them, he had absolutely no chance of victory.
"Descend."
Di Jun's voice entered Luo Zheng's mind.
Even without Di Jun's reminder, Luo Zheng could not possibly keep charging upward like some reckless brute.
However, when Luo Zheng retreated downward, the Golden Crows under Di Jun's control remained suspended in the air. They maintained their original posture, continuously spewing Blue Streamer Flame straight ahead.
The descending Divine Nest Demon