Luo Yunji swiftly struck again, cleaving through a group of fallen Demon Sect disciples and sending flesh and blood flying.
Ghost King and Yuyangzi saw this, their eyes nearly splitting with rage. The force behind their palms grew heavier still.
Luo Yunji had raised numerous Water Arts barriers behind him, but they still couldn't stop the joint attack of the two Demon Sect leaders.
Just as Luo Yunji was about to be struck, the "Black Silk" behind his head began moving on its own again.
A flash of eerie light flickered. Ghost King and Yuyangzi withdrew their palms and retreated again and again.
Their centuries of fighting experience told them they had no choice but to retreat.
Ghost King and Yuyangzi looked at the black marks on their palms, then looked up at the strands of hair behind Luo Yunji's head, writhing like long, thin worms with "claws and fangs." They were shocked all over again.
"Have you figured out what that thing is?" Yuyangzi circulated his power, trying to force the black mark out of his palm.
Ghost King shook his head. "I've never seen it, and I've never heard of it either!"
"That little brat from Azure Clouds is one hell of a freak!" Yuyangzi slowly forced the black qi out.
"Is this yin qi? Or ghost qi?" Ghost King asked curiously, looking at the black qi forced from his palm.
"Aren't you going to save anyone?" Luo Yunji kindly reminded Ghost King and Yuyangzi.
Only then did Ghost King and Yuyangzi remember. They hurriedly turned to look.
Luo Yunji's slash had carved a huge gap in the ground. Sand kept sliding into it, and the Demon Sect disciples who couldn't move were being slowly carried toward the gap by the quicksand.
Ghost King and Yuyangzi saw that