"Kill this Ghostface Butterfly—perhaps that's our only way out!"
Feeling the glow of the protective Spirit Treasure weakening, Li Huayuan shouted urgently at everyone.
At once, the four great experts of the Mountain-Suppressing Sword Sect controlled their natal Flying Swords and shot them toward the Ghostface Butterfly.
The Spirit Transformation experts from the Beast Taming Immortal Sect, the Blood Demon Sect, Great Black Heaven, and other factions also unleashed their magical treasures, attacking the Ghostface Butterfly.
Boom! Boom! Boom...
For a moment, all manner of radiance surged toward the Ghostface Butterfly.
Yet strange black light emerged before the Ghostface Butterfly, blocking every attack.
Chen Changming did not join the assault.
He was a Body Cultivator, skilled in close combat. With everyone else launching ranged attacks, approaching now would be nothing but courting death.
"Hehe, I am the core of this grand formation. No matter how many attacks you send, you cannot break through..."
The Ghostface Butterfly continued to cackle darkly. Its wings slowly beat, and the ghost patterns on the black cage grew ever more vivid. More ghostly baleful qi poured forth, pressing toward the crowd.
"Senior Bi Cang, do you have any ideas?" Chen Changming asked through voice transmission.
"This formation has truly exceeded my expectations..." Bi Cang shook her head.
This time, she had no solution either.
But Bi Cang was not worried, because she knew Chen Changming's true trump card.
How could the terrifying power beneath his feet possibly let Chen Changming die here?
Am I... really going to perish here?
Chen Changming's mood darkened. His gaze flickered, and he spotted Ye Xuanji hiding behind Guo Yun.
The fellow's eyes darted about, as though he had been badly frightened.
*Since I'm going to die anyway, I might as well kill Ye Xuanji first, then Guo Yun. Before