As he watched a dozen or so golden threads pierce through the demonic qi, pinpoint his position, and close in on him, Extreme Yin calmly released a surge of black qi and dodged aside. Although he was confident the threads could not hurt him, there was no need to put that to the test.
"That secret art again? Do you think a Core Formation cultivator like you can hurt a true Nascent Soul cultivator with it?" Extreme Yin sneered, then waved a hand and released fourteen Tiandu Demon Corpses.
Seeing that only fourteen of his refined corpses remained filled Extreme Yin with simmering anger. These demon corpses were extraordinarily difficult to refine. Who knew how much time, effort, and wealth he had poured into creating eighteen of them? Xiao Yu had destroyed four in one go during their last encounter, and even now, the thought still made his heart ache.
"Tear that brat to pieces!" After releasing the demon corpses, Extreme Yin issued a mental command for them to kill Xiao Yu.
Bloodthirsty light shone in the demon corpses' eyes as they received the command. They sprang up and charged toward Xiao Yu.
Meanwhile, after using eighteen Golden Bamboo Divine Thunder Swords to perform the Sword into Threads secret art, Xiao Yu immediately sent another eighteen flying swords flashing outward. They swiftly spread into the nine palaces positions, enclosing an area a hundred zhang across.
After their first attack missed, the eighteen flying swords transformed into golden threads did not pursue Extreme Yin. Instead, they too flashed toward the space surrounding him. After two flickers of golden light, they took up the nine palaces positions and surrounded him.
"Hm? This is..." Extreme Yin was a seasoned veteran of countless battles. The moment he saw Xiao Yu's unusual maneuver, he realized