Demonic clouds seeped into the cavern's crevices like ink. By the time Qin He's toes touched the cold stone floor, his demonic pressure had already enveloped the entire cavern.
Dozens of Skeleton Pavilion cultivators clutched bone blades and bone banners, terrified yet itching to act. None dared strike first, even though they were all elites of the Skeleton Pavilion.
Blood essence that had yet to dry still stained the ground, traces left by the cultivator who had carried the jar earlier, chilling them all the more.
"What are you all standing around for? He's only one man!" A furious shout suddenly rang out from the back of the crowd.
A cultivator in black robes with purple-black trim stepped forward slowly. A two-headed skeleton was embroidered on his robes. He was Ink Bone, the Skeleton Pavilion's leader here, who was in the mid Divine Bridge Realm.
He tapped the ground with his Bone Staff, and two green flames ignited in the eye sockets of the skull atop it. "His Demon Web may be powerful, but its formation nexus must be somewhere around him. Everyone, channel your evil power and attack his chest. Destroy his foundation, and the Demon Web will disperse on its own."
His words were a shot of courage, and the hesitant evil cultivators' eyes immediately reddened. They knew full well that Qin He's Demon Web had sealed every escape route. If they did not fight, they would die.
"Kill!"
Ink Bone swung his staff first, sending a concentrated streak of black evil power shooting toward Qin He's chest like a venomous snake.
The other evil cultivators attacked as well. Blade energy slashed from bone blades, and lost souls shook loose from bone banners, weaving a dense web of attacks that sealed off every direction Qin He could dodge.