A female cultivator attacked from the front, while corpse puppets closed in from behind.
The female cultivator herself did not seem particularly powerful, but her skill at controlling puppets had reached the realm of perfection.
Su Jiu watched as more and more corpse puppets crawled out of the ground. Before long, they had surrounded her so tightly that not even a breath of wind could pass through.
While dealing with the corpse puppets, Su Jiu even spared a glance at the woman playing the flute nearby and found naked contempt in her eyes.
The formation continued to flash with dazzling purple light. It was an enormous summoning formation, and what it summoned were the corpses buried beneath the graveyard.
About a quarter of an hour passed before corpses finally stopped crawling out of the ground. Su Jiu thought that should be about all of them.
Gradually, her movements began to quicken.
Over a hundred corpse puppets besieged Su Jiu. The situation clearly put her at a severe disadvantage, yet she remained indifferent, as though she did not consider them worth her notice.
Su Jiu dodged with effortless ease, for the corpse puppets were clearly too slow to keep up with her. Even as she avoided their attacks, she continued forming ice element arts in her hands.
Within just a few breaths, several had fallen.
In principle, corpse puppets could neither die nor be destroyed. As long as demonic qi sustained them, they would rise again and attack even after falling. Strangely, however, none of the corpse puppets struck by Su Jiu's arts managed to get back up, as though they had truly lost all ability to move.
There were so many corpse puppets that the flute-playing female cultivator did not initially notice anything wrong with them. But as more and