"Good, good, good! I never expected your Dragon Spear to possess such immense power. I concede defeat in our contest of weapons. Now taste the might of my Blood Cloud Formation!" After steadying himself, Nine-Headed Insect's face grew fiercely savage.
The blood cloud beneath him swelled wildly, spreading like raging waves. In the blink of an eye, it covered nearly half the sky, and a layer of dazzling blood-red light shone from within, casting everything around it crimson.
The moment Wuman'er, the Ghost General, and Yuan Yuan were illuminated by the bloody light, they felt nauseated and began retching. Their Divine Souls also became restless, and they hastily used escape techniques to fly backward.
Only after retreating several dozen li did the nauseating, agitated feeling fade. The three finally stopped.
"Nine-Headed Insect's blood cloud is truly wicked. Even its lingering glow is so powerful. Good thing we ran quickly—if it had truly enveloped us, we'd be in trouble." The Ghost General let out a breath, still shaken.
"Senior Ao Lie already said that Nine-Headed Insect had been infused with demonic energy. His blood cloud contains a great deal of it, which is why it is so powerful. Those below the True Immortal Stage would find it extremely difficult to withstand." Wuman'er's eyes flickered as she spoke, holding Yuan Yuan in her arms.
Yuan Yuan's cultivation was far inferior to that of the Ghost General and Wuman'er. She was already half-conscious. Green light flickered over Wuman'er's hands as she circulated her power to regulate Yuan Yuan's internal aura.
"Ordinary Mahayana cultivators naturally cannot deal with it, but if Master were here, he would certainly be able to withstand it." The Ghost General sounded somewhat unconvinced.
"Fellow Daoist Shen possesses extraordinary strength, so naturally he is an exception. So many sudden changes