Unlike the demon corpse's wanton, manic laughter, the Nascent Soul cultivators on Xing Yuan True Monarch's side all went pale.
Aside from controlling the array, each of them faced the enemy as if confronting a great foe, bringing out two or three Magic Treasures, and even Spirit Talismans.
Not even the Nascent Soul cultivators of the Wang Family and Zhao Family were exceptions.
Do not think this was foolproof. For many Nascent Soul cultivators, their limit was controlling four or five Magic Treasures of the same grade at once, let alone when they also had to divide their attention to control the array.
Not only would this make their control of the array less precise, but it was also a tremendous test of their true essence reserves.
The Fifth Order Spirit Talismans they consumed had time limits as well. These were one-use treasures that could not be replenished whenever they wished.
Yet at this moment, no one dared let down their guard. They had not seen how Huang Qi had met with disaster just now, which meant that if they were careless, the Corpse Underworld Insects might invade their minds, devour their divine sense, and turn them into corpse puppets at another's command.
If fleeing now did not mean they might die even faster, some of them would have wanted to give up already.
A Spirit Transformation treasure was good, but only if one lived long enough to enjoy it.
Faced with this scene, the demon corpse laughed even more gleefully. It let out a sinister, piercing cackle, as though bones were being knocked together by force.
Its gaze fell upon the Zhao Family cultivators.
The Zhao Family specialized in spear techniques and naturally cultivated their bodies as well. Zhao Yunpo, in particular, was among the best of them, with