Madmen?
The cultivators were bewildered.
Something stirred in Wang Quan's mind. "Send the image over."
"Everyone, ready your Divine Abilities. Prepare to fight."
Though the cultivators did not understand why, they readied themselves as quickly as possible.
Some slapped their Hundred-Treasure Pouches, releasing densely packed Golden Core external attachments.
Some opened cases, sending sets of five viscera and six bowels flying out to connect with hair, then begin functioning, drawing in and expelling Dharma Power.
Some silently opened jars, pulling out Magic Treasures one after another that burst with dazzling light.
Veteran Dao Seal Golden Core cultivators like Ruo Jinghong and Mei Niang brought out all their treasures, preparing for a battle to the death.
At that moment, a Golden Core Cultivator of the External Path controlled a corpse to project an image over.
In the image, a thousand or so beings appeared, some with three heads and six arms, some with wings sprouting from their backs, some with human bodies and bird heads, and some with human heads and beast bodies.
The instant everyone saw these beings, they felt that they bore some resemblance to humans, but their auras were exceedingly strange.
"These things aren't human."
"Everyone, look at their eyes. Their eyes light up when they look at corpses, filled with greed and excitement."
"These fellows have special ideas about corpses."
"When you fight them, if you're about to die, make absolutely sure you deal with your own corpse."
"Don't let them defile it!"
A cultivator with particular experience loudly warned everyone.
Many cultivators shuddered.
Some male cultivators silently moved their Magic Treasures behind their backs.
Some female cultivators spat. "A bunch of trash. They won't come play while we're alive, but wait until we're dead? How dull."
At that moment, Wang Quan watched the image, silently readying