The Multi-Armed Corpse Slave held up the menacing great net of flesh and blood, buying Lu Xuan a chance to catch his breath.
With a thought, the low-grade magical treasure, the Peacock King Ming Sword, nurtured within his abdomen, immediately responded.
Amid a long cry, a peacock dazzling with golden light shot out like lightning. Its tail feathers were like sharp longswords, sword intent bursting forth, and on its back there seemed to be the illusory figure of a Four-Armed Bodhisattva.
The illusory figure sensed the strange, evil aura inside the great net of flesh and blood. Its four arms danced, and the peacock's radiance brightened by several degrees as it shuttled rapidly through the great net.
Wherever it passed, the flesh and blood composing the net melted swiftly like snow piled beneath a blazing sun. In the blink of an eye, only scattered scraps remained.
Lu Xuan stood on the Multi-Armed Corpse Slave's back, letting its arms protect his entire body as he leapt out of the Mountain Valley.
"Good, good, good! Who would have thought that an Early Stage Core Formation Spirit Plant Master like you would possess such a rare Fifth Grade evil object, as well as a Flying Sword magical treasure with such powerful might? It seems you usually hide quite a bit of your ability."
The Meat Mountain Cultivator laughed darkly, the fat on his face trembling nonstop. Chunks fell off one after another, only to be caught by a long gray-black tongue below and swallowed in one gulp.
He looked at the Peacock King Ming Sword and the Multi-Armed Corpse Slave in front of Lu Xuan, and a trace of burning greed flashed through his eyes.
At a glance, these two Treasures were clearly extraordinary. He had originally thought that being able to eat