Ying Gou drew vast quantities of totem power into his body. His form faded at a visible rate, vanishing without a trace in the blink of an eye, only to merge with the enormous corpse shadow above his head.
At the same time, eighteen shadows slowly drifted down. Each was roughly similar to Ying Gou's original form, and each landed in a different position. A chilling sense of dread that struck directly at the Primordial Spirit bore down upon them.
"Slaughtering Shadow Corpse Soul Formation!" The eighteen shadows shouted in unison.
Formless shadows descended over Lu Xiaotian's head, while the figures gradually vanished and silently closed in on him.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh! Invisible blades surrounded Lu Xiaotian so tightly that he would be attacked no matter which direction he faced.
These Slaughtering Shadow Corpse Soul Blades were sinister to the extreme. They did not necessarily need to kill their opponent; so long as the other party's state of mind wavered even slightly or revealed the slightest opening, the corpse shadows could exploit the gap and slip directly into Lu Xiaotian's body.
The intimidation against his Primordial Spirit was immensely powerful. Even Lu Xiaotian felt considerable pressure. Ying Gou's Primordial Spirit had originally been the strongest among the bloodlines of the three corpse ancestors. After merging with the other two old monsters and receiving the totem's enhancement, it had reached an unprecedented peak. In terms of Primordial Spirit alone, he was no longer inferior to the current Witch Emperor.
"Tyrant Minister Heavenly Corpse!" The corpse aura around Jiang Chen condensed into armor, and a pair of Tyrant Minister Golden Maces appeared in his hands. With a thunderous crash, he brought one mace down upon Lu Xiaotian's head.
In an instant, the combined siege of the three corpse ancestors against Lu Xiaotian