The moment the battle began, Zi Luo and the other dragons were pressed into the center. Yuan Jiushi gave a cold laugh. "Jiuxue, Jiumo, Jiuqin, Jiuzhao—come with me to deal with that Amethyst Mirage Dragon. Capture the others alive if you can. Only the Amethyst Mirage Dragon needs to be taken alive; if the situation gets desperate, you may kill them!"
"Yes!" At Yuan Jiushi's command, the other corpse soldiers answered in unison.
The fierce battle began. Mu Yebianrang swung his three-pointed, double-edged River-Splitting, Sea-Turning Blade and brought it down in a single strike. The surrounding yellow sand surged even more violently, as though an entire sea had been stirred into turmoil. The raging currents greatly disrupted the corpse arrows that kept flying toward them, slowing some and sending others off course, greatly diminishing their threat.
At the same time, nine fist-sized, blue-black droplets floated around Mu Yebianrang. Though they hovered in midair, they still gave the impression of a weight as heavy as a mountain.
"The Nine Seas Mountain-Suppressing Pearls!" Yuan Tiexiao, who was leading the attack on Mu Yebianrang, froze. He cultivated the Iron Mountain Corpse Path, whose power was as heavy as a mountain, with formidable offense and defense. But no cultivation method was perfect. Yuan Tiexiao's offense and defense were among the best of his rank among the corpse race, yet they gave him little advantage against the dragons' naturally greater offensive power. His cultivation method also had another limitation: his speed was comparatively slow. In a clash with dragons whose divine abilities leaned more toward offense, the outcome could hardly be good.
Until now, Mu Yebianrang had fought using only his azure River-Splitting, Sea-Turning Blade. Now he had even brought out the Nine Seas Mountain-Suppressing Pearls, which consumed tremendous energy. Clearly, he intended to fight