"Elder Yin Lü, disperse your formation now, or you'll get everyone killed!" Another elder watched as his beloved disciple was devoured by a black dragon, trembling with rage from head to toe.
Yin Lü, who was controlling the formation, had troubles of his own. The combined magical power of the nine disciples now exceeded even his own. The nine of them seemed to have lost their minds; if he forcibly dispersed the formation, they would either be crippled or become idiots!
"Elder Yin Lü, what are you still hesitating for? Murdering fellow disciples is a grave crime!" The elder cried out again. Yin Lü suddenly gritted his teeth, and the formation under his control immediately stopped turning.
The demonic energy surrounding the nine black dragons rapidly dissipated, revealing the nine disciples. Light flickered continuously in their eyes as the Void Infestors battled their primordial spirits. A moment later, a wave suddenly burst from their heads, and the light in their eyes instantly dimmed. Their eyes became mere unfocused decorations. They had gone stupid—every one of them. The backlash from the formation, combined with the Void Infestors' mental control, had turned all nine directly into fools.
Seeing the state of his nine personal disciples, Elder Yin Lü could not stop a mouthful of old blood from rising to his throat. He fiercely clenched his teeth and forcibly swallowed it back down, but then a black shadow flashed past, and the aura of death instantly enveloped him.
Bang! At the critical moment, Elder Yin Lü raised the black iron staff in his hand and blocked the fierce blow. That black shadow was actually a high-level Zerg with wings on its back and dual blades in its hands. When its first strike failed, its other blade slashed across Elder Yin Lü's waist, carving