The old man in the purple robe had a livid face and a murderous aura surging between his brows. His ten fingers flew like butterflies flitting among flowers, forming hand seals. Several purple array flags shot out into the air and landed steadily on the ground around him.
As soon as the purple banner took root, it began to flutter loudly, and several jet-black chains shot out from its base. The chains twisted and turned like venomous snakes poised to pounce, heading straight for the Blood Flood Dragon.
The remaining seven of the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect dared not delay for even a moment and simultaneously unleashed their cultivation power to attack.
He summoned a pale white bone staff shrouded in dense corpse energy, his fingertips flying as he formed sinister and vicious hand seals. A torrent of black spiritual power surged forth like a raging tide, sweeping across the Blood Flood Dragon.
They were all well aware of the terrifying strength of a late-stage Sunie Realm cultivator. If they fought individually, they probably wouldn't even be able to withstand a single scale or claw of this Blood Flood Dragon. Only by joining forces could they have a slim chance of victory.
The Blood Flood Dragon keenly sensed the deadly danger. Its massive body suddenly thrashed and writhed violently, its blood-red scales reflecting a cold and intimidating glint in the dim light of the Blood Sea.
It suddenly opened its massive maw, and a thick, gooey mist of blood gushed out, staining the black chains and instantly corroding them with countless holes.
Immediately afterwards, the Flood Dragon suddenly turned around, its thick tail carrying a sharp screech that tore through the air, and swept fiercely towards the nearest Corpse Yin Sect cultivator.
"Get out of the way immediately!"
Upon seeing this, the purple-robed elder cried out in alarm, suddenly waving the array flag in his hand and using all his spiritual power to set up a barrier in an attempt to stop them.
However, the power contained within the Blood Flood Dragon far exceeded his expectations. Its long tail pierced straight through the spiritual energy barrier and slammed heavily into the cultivator's chest.
A crisp cracking sound rang out, and the cultivator's sternum shattered inch by inch. His body flew backward like a kite with a broken string, crashing heavily onto the edge of the Blood Sea. The blood gushing from his mouth instantly stained a large area of the ground red.
"Hateful!"
The other Corpse Yin Sect cultivators who witnessed this scene all had a resolute and ruthless glint in their eyes.
The group exchanged glances, understanding each other perfectly. Suddenly, they simultaneously made hand seals, and seven streams of pure black spiritual energy rapidly converged in the air, eventually condensing into a gigantic black ghost claw that blotted out the sky.
The ghost claw was enveloped in a thick, impenetrable aura of corpses, and the surrounding space was slightly distorted by this chilling power. With overwhelming force, it fiercely slashed down at the Blood Flood Dragon.
This is the unique combined attack technique of the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect, and its power is far beyond what a single person's attack can achieve.
The Blood Flood Dragon's pupils suddenly contracted, not daring to underestimate its opponent in the slightest. It quickly curled up its massive body, and the crimson energy around it rapidly condensed, transforming into a thick and solid shield.
"Boom!"
The black demonic claws slammed into the crimson shield, unleashing a deafening roar. The crimson shield trembled violently, and countless fine cracks instantly spread across its surface.
"Break!"
The purple-robed elder roared angrily, unleashing a torrent of spiritual energy from his body, further increasing his output.
The power of the black ghost claw suddenly surged, finally crushing the blood-red shield completely.
The moment the shield shattered, the Blood Flood Dragon let out an extremely shrill roar. Its body was tightly restrained by the black ghost claws, and dense corpse energy surged wildly into its wounds, beginning to corrode its meridians and bones.
Just when the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect thought victory was assured, the Blood Sea beneath their feet suddenly churned and boiled violently, and an aura far more terrifying than the Blood Flood Dragon surged forth from the depths of the Blood Sea.
The purple-robed elder's expression suddenly changed drastically. He abruptly raised his eyes and looked towards the center of the Blood Sea, where the blood waves surged and churned like boiling water, and a huge black shadow was slowly rising from the depths of the Blood Sea.
"This is bad! It's draining the primordial energy of this place! Stop it!"
As soon as the purple-robed elder finished speaking, the two kings of the Corpse Yin Sect, who were at the forefront, rapidly formed hand seals. As early-stage Shattered Sunie Realm cultivators, they directly summoned a jet-black spear. With a flick of their wrists, the spear shot towards the Blood Flood Dragon with a sharp whistling sound.
The dark brown spear pierced straight through the void on both sides, tearing several cracks in the space wherever it passed, and the terrifying energy it unleashed shook the surroundings.
" Corpse Puppet, appear!"
With a roar from the Second King of the Corpse Yin Sect, black mist churned in his palm, and three Corpse Puppet clad in dark gold armor suddenly appeared out of thin air.
The Corpse Puppet's eyes flickered with eerie green flames, and its body was surrounded by a deathly power that was completely opposite to the aura of the Blood Sea. As soon as it appeared, it took extremely heavy steps, holding a rusty longsword, and rushed towards the Blood Flood Dragon that was trapped by ghost claws.
The dark brown spear arrived first, piercing the void with a sharp whistling sound, and precisely penetrated the Blood Flood Dragon's still unhealed shield crack.
With a crisp, cracking sound.
The spear pierced straight through the Flood Dragon's spine, and dark green corpse poison surged wildly into the Flood Dragon's body through the wound, instantly covering the originally bright red scales with a deathly gray-white layer.
In that split second, the dark figure in the center of the Blood Sea suddenly accelerated upwards, and countless blood-red tentacles shot out from the blood waves, like wildly growing vines, instantly entangling the three Corpse Puppet.
The Corpse Puppet swung its long sword with all its might, but only left a few shallow bloodstains on the tentacles. Instead, it was violently pulled into the depths of the Blood Sea by the tentacles.
The dark gold armor sizzled and corroded in the blood, quickly becoming riddled with holes, and the eerie green flames in its eyes dimmed considerably.
"How is this possible!"
The two kings of the Corpse Yin Sect shrank their pupils. These Corpse Puppet of theirs were all carefully crafted from the corpses of early-stage Sunie Realm cultivators, yet they couldn't even last for the time it takes for an incense stick to burn.
Before he could even react, the enormous black shadow had already completely surfaced.
The person who arrived was none other than Tuosen!
The crimson energy surrounding him was several times stronger than before, and his previously somewhat ethereal body became increasingly solid. The necklace in his hand emitted an eerie scarlet light, continuously absorbing the energy emanating from the Blood Sea and the Blood Flood Dragon.
"A bunch of ants, how dare they block my way?"
Tuosen grinned and let out Zhang Kuang laugh. His right hand suddenly grabbed out of the air, and the black ghost claw that had trapped the Blood Flood Dragon instantly went out of control, turning around and grabbing fiercely at the Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect.
The purple-robed elder was both shocked and furious. He wanted to immediately withdraw his spiritual power, but he found that the ghost claw had already been corrupted by Tuosen's blood power. A burning pain spread rapidly through his spiritual power meridians to his limbs and bones.
Taking advantage of the opportunity, the Blood Flood Dragon struggled to break free from the Ghost Claw's restraints, but with a casual pull of Tuosen's left hand, its massive body flew uncontrollably toward Tuosen.
The flesh beneath the scales withered rapidly at a visible speed, eventually turning into a pool of thick blood that completely merged into Tuosen's body.
Tuosen felt the power rapidly surging within his body, his gaze sweeping over the panicked Eight Kings of Corpse Yin Sect, and the sinister smile on his lips grew even stronger:
"Perfect! I'll use the corpse energy around you to help me break through the seal of the Ancient God Tusi!"