The two dared not let down their guard and immediately flew toward the worm's feelers again.
Seeing this, Lan Fang Ziyi forgot about the kick Su Jiu had given him earlier and endured the pain as he moved to help.
Before he could reach them, however, he saw more than a dozen hooked legs extend from different parts of the Catfish Worm's body.
Two of them came straight at him. Lan Fang Ziyi's expression changed, and he immediately raised his sword to fight back. Handling one leg was fairly easy for him, but two left him struggling.
Things were hardly any better around Su Jiu and the other two. Once the Catfish Worm's tail emerged, Xia Jue went to deal with that end, doubling the pressure on Su Jiu and Tong Qi. With the hooked legs to dodge as well, this battle was proving extremely difficult.
Meanwhile, although Shen Qingyue's face was livid with disgust at the worm's appearance, she knew she had to take part in this battle.
The young disciples sneaking attacks from the formation below watched Shen Qingyue first shroud herself in green light, then do the same for Xia Jue. One could not help exclaiming, "That's the high-level art, Withered Wood Blooms Again!"
"But why is she only acting now, and why is she using it on Hall Master Xia? Aren't Fellow Daoist Su and Fellow Daoist Tong much more badly hurt?"
"Enough talk. Keep an eye on our own senior brother first."
With that, the two used the formation's blades of spiritual qi to strike the Catfish Worm's legs, which were still trying to hook Lan Fang Ziyi.
Who could have imagined the worm would be so difficult to deal with?
The blades of spiritual qi could not hurt it at all, but at least