The next day.
Xituo Commandery, battlefield.
Roar!
A pack of copper-armored corpses, clad in antique bronze armor, moved stiffly with razor-sharp nails. They stretched out like a yellow cloud, numbering no fewer than a thousand, as they howled and charged into the Esoteric Treasury mandala ritual ahead.
Within the mandala grand formation, clarified butter lamps shone brightly. Guardian deities flew from their flames, all draped in seven-colored rosy light. Some looked solemn and sacred, while others had blue faces and fanged jaws, red faces and savage visages—wielding Buddhist artifacts such as vajra pestles, prayer wheels, Hidden Treasury Beads, and jade purification vases as they battled the copper-armored corpses.
All manner of spells and ritual lights soared into the sky.
"As expected of the Corpse Yin Sect. They truly are experts in the path of corpse driving—"
Fang Daoling waved his hand and sent several streams of water forth, submerging the nearby copper-armored corpses. Before he could wipe the sweat from his brow, a pair of narrow, venomous eyes suddenly opened beneath an antique suit of copper armor.
With Maiden Earth Dao Foundation power circulating, that Corpse Yin Sect Dao Foundation cultivator abruptly leaped into the air and hurled several beads brimming with sinister yin qi.
The beads bloomed with a dim green radiance, carrying an essence that could melt souls and corrode bones. One glance was enough to tell that they were vicious spirit artifacts.
"Careful! There are cultivators hiding among the copper-armored corpses!"
Fang Daoling pointed a finger, and a spring emerged, turning into raindrops that filled the sky and struck down upon those dark, ink-green beads. It was the Dao Foundation profundity of Longlasting Sweet Rain!
Splash!
Water surged beneath his feet, rapidly widening the distance between him and the ambusher. He even had the leisure to send