This was the plan I had devised in my mind.
In my plan, Senior Brother's abilities would completely draw the bat demon's attention.
Now, all I had to do was wait for an opportunity.
Senior Brother was exceptionally fierce, clad in black and wielding a black sword as he charged through the ghost horde, slaughtering left and right.
How could these little ghosts possibly stop him?
They were practically cut down by Senior Brother in a single exchange.
The number of ghosts surrounding us had clearly decreased, with even more of them pouncing toward Senior Brother.
Most of the bat demon's attention was also focused on Senior Brother.
At the same time, it sent out strange demon energy that resembled chains, binding Senior Brother and restricting his movements...
But for now, the effect was rather poor.
"What a formidable Yellow Springs ghost cultivator.
"The ghosts from Yellow Springs Valley truly live up to their reputation.
"But you have encountered me and entered my barrier.
"No matter how powerful a ghost cultivator is, it is useless!"
The bat demon spoke arrogantly, its eyes flickering as terrifying demon energy surged out.
The barrier enveloping us clearly became even stronger.
The vital energy in our bodies began draining a little faster.
At this rate, our energy would be completely exhausted in three minutes at most.
Not only that, but the bat demon chose this moment to spit a mouthful of black mist toward Senior Brother.
The black mist billowed, and suddenly, shrill bat screeches rang out.
In the blink of an eye, countless little bats appeared, densely swarming toward Senior Brother.
Those little bats were not real bats, but manifestations of demon energy.
The bat demon had spat them out solely to interfere with Senior Brother...
But seeing this, I did not rush