The instant the old man in the skull mask was reduced to ashes, the Nine Nether Demon Abyss seemed like an ancient behemoth that had been enraged. A muffled rumble came from its depths, its sound waves shaking the surrounding space and causing even the shattered islands floating in the distance to tremble.
The ground beneath Wang Xian's feet shook violently as cracks spread like a spiderweb. The bone spikes that had been shattered by Chaos Power began growing in reverse, black blood seeping from their tips and condensing into grotesque bone flowers in midair.
Each bone flower was as large as a millstone. The twisted human faces on their petals looked lifelike, while ghostly green light flickered within their hollow eye sockets. They let out spine-chilling shrieks of laughter, as though mocking the intruders for overestimating themselves.
The bone flowers continued to writhe, seemingly searching for new prey. The air was thick with a nauseating stench of decay, and every breath felt like swallowing deadly poison.
"Watch out! These are the Demon Abyss's Spirit Devouring Flowers! They specifically absorb cultivators' energy!"
Little Fat Taoist's pupils constricted sharply, his voice filled with terror.
He hurriedly activated the Yin-Yang Life-Death Plate. This supreme treasure, which had helped him escape danger in countless ancient tombs, now seemed somewhat powerless.
The black-and-white energies struggled to form a barrier before the three of them.
However, the instant the Spirit Devouring Flowers touched the barrier, a piercing sizzling sound rang out. Wisps of black mist seeped from the cracks in the plate, as the ancient flowers greedily corroded the Power of Law. The Life-Death Plate's glow dimmed further and further.
Black liquid continuously dripped from the corroded areas. The instant it hit the ground, it ate through it and formed deep pits, as though even