Han Zhangxiang's Calm and Composed Assault on the Island

Heavenly Baleful True Person flicked his sleeve, sending out a jet-black command banner. After he struck it with a spell seal, a mournful chorus of ghostly wails rang out. Dozens of black streaks shot forth and sank into the corpses.

Grasping the black command banner, he gave the corpses a gentle shake. A wave of bone-chilling black yin energy flew out and vanished into the corpses.

"Rise!"

At Heavenly Baleful True Person's low shout, the corpses rose to their feet one after another, their expressions dull and their eyes vacant.

Heavenly Baleful True Person patted his Spirit Beast Bag, releasing several dozen black insects roughly a foot long. Their bodies were oval and shriveled, with two black feelers atop their heads.

Corpse beetles, capable of concealing corpse qi.

The dozens of corpse beetles burrowed into the corpses, and the corpses' complexions and expressions returned to normal.

Han Zhangxiang was somewhat astonished. Heavenly Baleful True Person's corpse-refining technique was indeed formidable. Ordinarily, refining a single corpse took anywhere from several months to several years. However, traditional refined corpses possessed offensive power, whereas the refined corpses Heavenly Baleful True Person had made now had little combat strength. They only needed to deceive the Demon Race guarding Red Flood Dragon Island's entrance.

"Let's go! We leave at once."

Heavenly Baleful True Person swept his sleeve and strode outside. The refined corpses hurried after him, and Han Zhangxiang's group followed close behind.

Once outside the cave, Heavenly Baleful True Person and the others concealed their auras and altered their appearances. They even made wounds on their bodies and stained their clothes with blood, looking like they had suffered grievous injuries.

Liang Zhange formed a hand seal. White Scale flicked his right hand, and a cyan rope gleaming with spiritual light flew out, binding Heavenly