Hong Zhe stared wide-eyed at the nine corpse needles drifting down like fallen leaves, his eyes filled with shock and horror.
His bound artifact had actually gone out of control.
"What kind of secret art is this? It can actually sever my connection with my artifact!"
Hong Zhe had no time to dwell on it. The blood pillar was already only several dozen zhang away.
He hurriedly opened his mouth and spat out a small corpse coffin.
The corpse coffin swelled in the wind, growing several zhang in size.
"Roar!"
A corpse's roar rang out, its waves rolling like thunder.
The coffin lid suddenly flew open, and a giant corpse more than three zhang tall shot out.
The giant corpse's muscles were knotted all over, like ancient trees with tangled roots. Its arms were as thick as pythons and hung at its sides. Its fingertips were sharp as hooks, glinting with a chilling light.
Its head was hideous, its face twisted. Its mouth gaped wide, revealing sharp fangs. Black, viscous fluid reeking of decay flowed between its teeth and dripped from the corners of its mouth.
A dense layer of black corpse qi swirled around its body like thick ink, endlessly churning and surging.
The giant corpse charged straight at the blood pillar.
It raised both arms high, and the dim gleam on its ten hooked claws flared brilliantly, like unsheathed blades.
As its arms swung, streams of Netherglow flew from its claws.
"Boom! Boom! Boom..."
Netherglow slashed into the blood pillar, erupting in thunderous explosions.
Sections of the blood pillar shattered one after another, turning into a rain of blood.
The blood current surged on without end. The giant corpse stood like an unyielding rock in midair, remaining immovable no matter how Blood Tide battered it. However, it could