Tianji Zi detonated two of his life-bound puppets, paying a devastating price to inflict grievous injuries on the Netherworld Cultivators.
Of the six late Body-Shaping Stage Netherworld Cultivators, four died and two were severely wounded.
Strike while he was down-take his life! How could Tianji Zi let such an opportunity slip away? After taking an elixir, he waved his hand and shouted, "Charge out of the formation! Fight them to the death!"
Seeing this, Zheng Zongping led five Nascent Soul Realm cultivators rushing out of the formation, straight toward the Netherworld Cultivator commander.
His spell interrupted, the Netherworld Cultivator commander had suffered a backlash and was doing his utmost to control the Netherworld Power within him. Seeing the Heavenly Mystery Palace cultivators charge out, he could only grit his teeth, form a mudra, and channel his Netherworld Power to activate the teapot, aiming its spout at Zheng Zongping and the others.
Then, as though pouring water, the spout sent a stream of something pitch-black rushing toward Zheng Zongping and the others.
Zheng Zongping thought the teapot was pouring out black liquid and hurriedly darted aside.
Who would have thought that the black liquid could turn? Wherever he dodged, it pursued him.
With no other choice, they each brought out shields, puppets, and the like, placing them in front of themselves.
The black liquid surged forward and instantly surrounded them. Only then did they see clearly: this was no black liquid, but countless densely packed black beetles!
The black beetles crawled onto the shields and puppets, working their sharp mouthparts as they gnawed madly with a rustling sound.
"What the hell are these things? They're... they're terrifying!" a Nascent Soul Cultivator from the Heavenly Mystery Palace cried in horror as he watched his shield being gnawed full of holes in no