I suddenly heard Miao Feng say this and glanced sideways.
I saw her holding a red worm. Even from so far away, it made the Tong Ghost Hand within my Evil-Slaying Flowing Cloud Sword stir restlessly.
Clearly, it was no ordinary worm.
Since we were going to raise insects, we just needed to capture a Black Shaman.
"Alright!"
I immediately responded as I watched seven or eight Black Shamans surround us.
These Black Shamans mainly relied on the rattle drums, bone staffs, bone spikes, curved blades, and other weapons in their hands.
They bypassed my master and the others' battle circle and charged straight at us from behind.
Several of them shook their rattle drums.
The "ding-dong, ding-dong" sounds felt as though they were hammering against our hearts, making us extremely uncomfortable as our blood and qi churned violently.
Fortunately, our cultivation was not weak. If it had been ordinary Daoists—
They would definitely have vomited blood under the sound of those rattle drums...
I showed no fear upon seeing these Black Shamans.
They had evil energy, and so did I.
My left hand instantly drew out the Three-Skull Round Fan, activating the Black Lotus Seal.
With a sweep toward the Black Shamans, gusts of sinister wind surged forth.
The Evil Spirit Mist, carrying hallucinatory power, swept over them.
Now that my cultivation had improved, the power of the Evil Energy Mist had grown stronger as well.
The two Dragon Group members beside me looked at me in astonishment.
One of them even blurted out instinctively:
"What powerful evil energy!"
I ignored him and continued waving the Three-Skull Round Fan.
The sound of wind rose with a "whoosh, whoosh, whoosh."
Several Black Shamans were enveloped within it...
The moment they were shrouded by the mist, they lost their sense of