With her immortal foundation responding instinctively, the worms were hardly much trouble, but they still hindered Tai Pei'er for an instant.
The other Foundation Establishment cultivators were hardly going to stand idly by. None of them were mediocre fighters, and they seized that fleeting opportunity.
Calamity-Karma Form-Destroying Art!
"Strike!"
The Beast-Robed Cultivator showed no mercy. His knotted arms turned a dusky gray, and a mournful whistling followed as his attack tore through the air.
Along with that whistling came harsh, rasping cries that made anyone who heard them feel a weight in their chest and bow their head, ready to retch.
The blow carried tremendous force. A cruel smile curled the cultivator's lips; he was certain that anyone who took it would suffer grievous injuries, if they did not die on the spot.
And that was not all. The two Gray-Robed Cultivators behind him also unleashed their mystic artifacts, sending streams of Spell Light sweeping out. They positioned themselves to either side, hemming Tai Pei'er in from both flanks, determined to finish everything in a single stroke and put this female immortal cultivator to death.
They had no thought of cherishing a delicate beauty, and had long since cast their instructions to take prisoners to the back of their minds. Tai Pei'er's single move moments earlier had already shattered everyone's illusions.
Unless they fought this woman with their lives on the line, she would likely divide and conquer them, devouring them piece by piece.
"By my command!"
Faced with this peril, Tai Pei'er was startled but did not panic. She had searched far and wide for opportunities in this life, and the precious treasures she possessed were already beyond anything she had owned in her previous life.
At her command, her wide sleeves billowed. A lustrous pearl, a slender spirit