A ghostly face and scheming heart; flame birds become serpents to sweep away refined corpses

Mo Chen's face betrayed nothing, but his hands swiftly formed seals. Eight Firebirds flew from his sleeves, swelling in the wind and spreading into a net of fire in midair.

The fiery net swiftly swept upward, and the Demonic Cultivator flung out his cloak again.

The cloak rapidly expanded and collided with the fiery net. Mo Chen paid no attention to the outcome, instead charging directly beneath the Demonic Cultivator and seizing the chance to toss out several objects.

The little objects sank into the earth on contact, vanishing instantly.

When the fiery net struck the cloak, all its flames were absorbed without even a wisp of smoke.

Mo Chen showed no alarm. Clearly, he had already realized that since the cloak was called the Spirit-Severing Curtain, it would naturally counter spells. Sword in hand, he surged forward to attack the Demonic Cultivator again.

Wary of Mo Chen using Ghost Shadow Step again, the Demonic Cultivator sent the Yellow Shield spinning around himself.

He knew perfectly well that the cloak could only counter spells. If Mo Chen used that strange Evasion Technique again to close in on him, it would offer no protection at all.

Thus, the Demonic Cultivator brought out another means of defense.

With a flick of his sleeve, he cast out a cluster of black spheres.

Mo Chen swept his Divine Sense over the black spheres. Each bore a single wrinkled vertical crease and exuded a faint demonic aura.

Though he had no idea what the spheres did, Mo Chen was already forming seals with one hand and activating his Protective Aura.

Then all those vertical creases opened at once.

They were ten eyeballs!

The sight of those eyeballs was truly unsettling.

Then the Demonic Cultivator recited just one Incantation, and amid churning demonic energy, the ten