Seeing that neither Ghost Fiend Azure Flame nor Maha Blackwater had achieved anything, Song Wen shook his head in disappointment.
In truth, Maha Blackwater could injure Blood Year, but there was simply too little of it. If he could refine an amount of Maha Blackwater as large as Year Mountain, it should be enough to kill Blood Year.
Song Wen possessed the method for refining Maha Blackwater, but refining it was far too time-consuming and labor-intensive, and required vast quantities of rare spiritual materials.
Even if he emptied the cultivation worlds of both the Heavenly Origin Continent and the Sea of Disorder, he likely still would not be able to refine Maha Blackwater the size of Year Mountain.
Watching the eighteen tentacles crashing down from above, Song Wen willed twelve black corpse coffins into existence.
As the Twelve Capital Corpse Formation activated, the phantom of a colossal corpse, a hundred zhang tall, condensed into being.
The phantom formed a massive blade from corpse baleful qi and slashed it at the nearest tentacle.
The great blade split open the tentacle's outer skin, but when it tried to cut deeper, it could not withstand the mountain-shaking force carried by the tentacle and shattered with a thunderous crash.
With its blade gone, the phantom revealed its sharp claws and was about to close in for hand-to-hand combat with the tentacle.
At that moment, several tentacles came smashing down upon the phantom from above, behind, and the sides...
The phantom's body swayed violently, flickering between light and dark before abruptly vanishing without a trace.
"Pfft!"
Song Wen spat out a mouthful of blood.
The Twelve Capital Corpse Formation had been forcibly broken, and he suffered backlash.
Ignoring the injuries within his body, Song Wen hurriedly recalled the twelve corpse coffins.
"Bang!"
A tentacle crashed