As those rotten toxic corpses crawled out of the ground, Zhang Yuchen spoke in a low voice:
"Is he planning to attack us with corpse fiends?"
But Master shook his head.
"Even Nine Corpse Daoist isn't a match for us. How could these little corpses hurt us? He's probably trying to buy time."
"Buy time?"
Zhang Yuchen froze for a moment.
Daoist Qingshan stared at the enemy and spoke as well.
"He wants to run..."
Sure enough, the moment Daoist Qingshan finished speaking, Nine Corpse Daoist did not hesitate in the slightest. He turned and ran deeper inside.
Master and Daoist Qingshan had seen right through his intentions.
In a real fight, even several more Nine Corpse Daoists would not be able to defeat us.
Bringing out a few toxic corpses now was clearly meant to stall us...
But for the moment, we could only watch helplessly as Nine Corpse Daoist escaped.
The toxic miasma had not fully dispersed yet, and there was still no gap wide enough for someone to pass through.
Very quickly, Nine Corpse Daoist vanished from sight.
At that moment, the tearing pain throughout my body grew increasingly severe.
Even with Third Master suppressing my meridians, I was starting to struggle.
I could already feel the pain reaching the Ximen acupoint, and it was now closing in on the Shaohai acupoint...
Although I would not die until the pain reached Tanzhong, when it reached Ximen, I discovered that my blood and qi were beginning to spiral out of control.
My gums and nose began bleeding. My ears rang, my head buzzed, and my body seemed to have reached its limit.
Fortunately, at that exact moment, I completely absorbed the toxic miasma before us, opening a passage wide enough for one person to pass through.
Everyone stared