Before the Black-Robed Men could approach, Dabai led Blackheart Elder and the others to meet them.
"I can't hit those Mutated Specters, but I can sure beat you!" the Loose Cultivator shouted excitedly, punching straight at one of the Black-Robed Men.
Dabai and the others each picked an opponent and launched their attacks.
"One of our companions was killed by you. Today, you'll leave your lives here." The Black-Robed Man Dabai had singled out glanced over the five Yin Spirits and spoke coldly.
He swept out a hand, scattering Dabai's attack with a slap.
A black spiritual strike from Blackheart Elder suddenly appeared before another Black-Robed Man, but it didn't hit as expected. The Black-Robed Man abruptly seemed to turn into a watery illusion. His figure rippled, and the black light passed right through him without causing the slightest injury.
"Interesting!" Blackheart Elder studied the Black-Robed Man he had chosen and laughed with interest.
Madam Jinling had randomly chosen the only female Black-Robed Man. Every movement the two made targeted vital points. Their attacks were even more thrilling and dangerous than the Loose Cultivator's.
The Monk said nothing and simply sent a golden swastika seal crashing forward. The Black-Robed Man it struck raised both arms to shield his head. His black sleeves split apart, exposing arms patterned with cracks like dried earth.
"Looks like the ones who don't say much among the five of us are the real hard cases!" The Loose Cultivator looked around the battlefield and shuddered.
The Monk and Madam Jinling's attacks had taken him by surprise. As expected, you didn't want to mess with monks or women!
Since Dabai and the others were Yin Spirits, their spiritual attacks were all black. The Monk, of course, was the exception!
That was why the Loose Cultivator had been