The light barrier and protective shield simply could not withstand an attack of this level.
The cultivators beside the scar-faced man were instantly ensnared by countless vines, leaves, and branches, wrapped like human-shaped rice dumplings.
Then, their life force began to drain away uncontrollably.
Even cultivators at the Middle Golden Core Realm were unable to resist.
They could only watch as they died bit by bit, their hearts filled with utter despair.
The scar-faced man let out a hoarse roar from his throat. "Second Brother, Third Brother, Fourth Brother!"
They were all good brothers who had followed him through life and death.
One moment they had been laughing and chatting; the next, they were separated by the boundary between yin and yang.
Faced with this situation, beyond his fury, he felt even more fear.
His group had gone through untold hardship to flee the Central Region, and they had a pile of spirit stones in their hands, even a Mystic Iron Token capable of locating treasure.
Thus, the scar-faced man did not want to die.
Seeing the vegetation across the sky growing madly, he gritted his teeth and brought out a pitch-black battle banner.
The banner stretched more than a zhang wide. Its surface bore twisted black dragon patterns, while seven dim beast fangs dangled from its edges. It was the Black Rust Dynasty's Baleful Suppression Banner.
Suppress balefulness, drive out evil, break the formation!
The scar-faced man formed hand seals with both hands. His Golden Core spun wildly as spiritual power poured endlessly into the battle banner.
The black dragon patterns instantly lit up, and dense Killing Intent surged out, transforming into dozens of tentacle-like strips of shadow.
Wherever they passed, the plants were corroded, visibly rotting away.
At the sight, the scar-faced man revealed a wild look of