Previously, the core of their assault had been the red-eyed sheep demon, with only two or three blue-armored corpse monsters left nearby. Those two or three alone would have been enough to stop an ordinary Divine Void Realm expert, but Lu Xiaotian's Misty Flying Sword could hardly be judged by the standards of an ordinary Divine Void Realm cultivator. The sword flashed, streaking through the three blue-armored corpse monsters at astonishing speed. It appeared at the black-robed man's chest and sliced him in two—only for him to scatter into a heap of wood.
"Looks like this was Wu Changlian's handiwork." Lu Xiaotian flickered over to the heap of scattered wood. Examining it closely, he discovered an extremely strange Primordial Spirit concealed among the greenish pieces. If he hadn't sensed something amiss and come closer to inspect it, he might not have noticed it at all. The Primordial Spirit was an utter jumble. When it saw Lu Xiaotian approach, it let out a shrill scream, transformed into a streak of green qi, and burst from the scattered wood, trying to flee this tremendous threat.
But how could a mere remnant soul escape right under Lu Xiaotian's nose? He raised a hand, and a Soul-Binding Net swept the Primordial Spirit up. The Misty Flying Sword never stopped reaping the blue-armored corpse monsters nearby. For a time, they couldn't effectively surround Lu Xiaotian. They had been focused on attacking the red-eyed sheep demon, and had no time to deal with Lu Xiaotian, who had suddenly barged into the fray. Worse, Lu Xiaotian had already killed two of them in quick succession. A great many blue-armored corpse monsters had lost control, and the whole scene had descended into chaos.
"This remnant soul is such a grotesque jumble. It was refined from dozens of powerful