Aside from Jiang Qiao, the other four were all attacking and killing the corpses, but a vast gap in strength had emerged between them.
The strongest was undoubtedly Dragon Tiger Daoist Master.
Lightning erupted in full, black arcs of electricity nearly flooding the entire tomb chamber.
His strength was only one step away from Great Sir, and he could break through at any moment. Coupled with the Supernatural Means suppression of the Thunder Spirit, he swept through the horde of corpses like an unstoppable army.
Throughout the entire tomb chamber, half the corpses had been destroyed by him.
Next was Shen Boxia.
His Supernatural Means were not as spectacular as Dragon Tiger Daoist Master's, but they were strange enough.
Several light, fluttering paper-cut ghosts
merely stuck themselves onto the corpses, causing them to fall straight to the ground.
There was not the slightest hint of spectacle, yet it was enough to send chills down one's spine.
It was hard to imagine
what kind of terrifying death curse those seemingly fragile humanoid paper cutouts contained.
Liao Yang was also master-grade.
Faced with the horde of corpses, he could not fight many at once, but he could still kill a Strange Corpse in two or three moves.
Only Jin Shanba was the weakest.
Even against a single corpse, though he appeared to have the upper hand, he still needed to spend considerable effort to kill it completely.
He also had to guard against the corpse's counterattack.
"Damn it."
"These people are all monsters."
Jin Shanba had sparred with Liao Yang at Tiger Lian Mountain and knew the other man was stronger than him. But now that he saw Liao Yang fighting at full strength, he realized that the man had held back during their spar.
And not by just a little.
He