The instant we saw the Nine Corpse Daoist, I immediately shouted:
"Nine Corpse Daoist!"
Everyone turned to look.
The Nine Corpse Daoist appeared, accompanied by more than a dozen ghost slaves serving as guards.
After appearing, he did not charge at us.
He merely stared at us from afar and spoke in a hoarse voice:
"I knew a brat like you would definitely return after leaving.
But this time, let's see how you escape alive from beneath this Daoist's ghostwood evil tree."
"Fuck you, Nine Corpses!"
With that, I stopped holding back.
My aura erupted as I gripped the Evil-Slaying Flowing Cloud Sword and charged straight at the Nine Corpse Daoist.
But before I had gone far, the branches above my head began swaying with creaks and squeaks as a large number of evil entities pounced toward me.
The black roots on the ground slammed down at me with loud bangs. Let alone charging forward, it felt difficult to take even a single step.
One moment of carelessness, and I would be knocked to the ground by the black roots, then bitten to death here by the vicious ghosts hanging from the tree.
"Brat, don't think this venerable one is so easy to deal with.
Here, this is my domain.
You escaped last night and killed this venerable one's red zombie slave only because you were lucky.
You merely happened to break the evil aura on the red zombie.
This time, let's see what tricks you still have!"
The Nine Corpse Daoist had regained the confidence he had shown last night, when he trapped us inside the barrier.
Our current situation was indeed rather grim.
Even though it was daytime, sunlight could not reach this place at all. The ghost tree and vicious ghosts were already able to attack us