Just as Ghost Suanni was about to perish beneath the short spear, he seemed to sense the peril of the situation as well. Relying on the last vestige of his consciousness, he opened the three spirit beast pouches at his waist.
The Three-Headed Ant Kings appeared simultaneously, shielding Ghost Suanni.
Boom!
Relying on their indestructible shells, the Three-Headed Ant Kings joined forces to block the short spear.
At this sight,
Song Wen could not help feeling somewhat disappointed.
In truth, Song Wen was far from the only disappointed one.
Yang Yu shook his head slightly.
Blood Brow, meanwhile, quietly put away a silver talisman in her hand and asked with concern,
"Fellow Daoist Ghost Suanni, are you all right?"
Ghost Suanni gradually recovered his senses, regained control of his falling body, and took command of the Yin Soul Banner once more.
"I'm fine!"
Ghost Suanni's sea of consciousness still throbbed with unbearable pain. Lingering fear in his heart, he looked toward Song Wen.
At this moment, Song Wen had already been entangled by Yang Yu.
The monster formed from Yang Yu's fusion with the Blood Kui Beast swung its claws at Song Wen.
Song Wen transformed into a thirty-foot corpse, gripped the Soul-Splitting Blade, and met the attack head-on.
Pfft!
When the Soul-Splitting Blade struck the claw, it was like stabbing into the bark of an ancient tree, meeting tremendous resistance.
Song Wen had to use every ounce of his strength before he barely managed to cut through the monster's claw.
At the same time, an immense force surged from the claw, sending Song Wen staggering backward again and again. The Soul-Splitting Blade nearly flew from his hand.
On the other side, the monster looked at half of its severed palm, its gaze somewhat sinister.
Ever since Yang Yu had