Soul corpses surged toward them in swarms from every direction. There were many kinds of soul corpses, but any immortal, soulstone demon, or other demon who entered the soul-mist region and remained trapped in the mist for too long would have their soul gradually eroded and sink into corruption.
The divine-sense fluctuations and earth-element law energy radiating from these soul corpses were much alike. Lu Xiaotian guessed this was because they had each possessed different levels of cultivation in life, leaving their auras somewhat distinct. Their similarities, on the other hand, came from being controlled by the same person—or rather, by the Soul-Dripping Stone Essence itself.
Thud! Thud!
Under the soul mist's erosion, the soul corpses' bodies grew ever stronger. However, the divine abilities they had possessed in life were greatly weakened. They still posed a tremendous threat to ordinary demons and weaker immortals, and could even be more terrifying than before.
But against powerhouses of Jiuren Mountain and Scorpion Demon's caliber, they were considerably less threatening. Still, the Soul-Dripping Stone Essence was directing them all in unison, so they could not be underestimated.
As Jiuren Mountain, Scorpion Demon, Yan Bei, Zhu Yuqing, and the other Golden Immortal-level powerhouses, along with more than twenty Heavenly Immortals from the Dark-Inscribed Army, joined the fight, the soul corpses were smashed apart one after another.
It was not that Jiuren Mountain and the others had any particular fondness for smashing soul corpses. The soul corpses had lost their own consciousness, and merely injuring them, severing an arm, or even decapitating them did nothing to diminish their fighting strength. Many outsiders who did not understand this had suffered terribly because of it.
With Yan Bei accompanying them, they could naturally avoid some unnecessary trouble.
Following the divine-sense fluctuations, Lu Xiaotian led the group onward