Not only that, just as the two female cultivators joined forces, Wu Daoist's figure condensed high in the sky. A dim green gleam flashed through his eyes as he opened his mouth, sending several huge green seal characters flying out. A cryptic sound arose from the void, and the green characters turned into green rays that fell through the air. Countless incomparably powerful forces of heaven and earth suddenly emerged. "Rumble..." Clusters of dim green lightning gathered above the two women's heads, transforming into a roaring torrent of lightning several miles wide that crashed down...
"Th-this is a Soul Cultivator! A Soul Cultivator from the Wumeng Mountain Range!!" The two knowledgeable female Daoist cultivators recognized the Soul Cultivator aura within the Three Corpse Yin Thunder and abruptly came to their senses. Disbelief rose in both their hearts. "B-but how could this Soul Cultivator's strength surpass the late Tribulation Stage??"
Beneath the Three Corpse Yin Thunder storm, neither the parrot nor Yin Yong dared withstand it head-on. They hastily withdrew their phantoms, reverting to their true forms and flying back. As for Fairy Mo Yun and Holy Mother Di Ling's techniques, they were shattered by the Three Corpse Yin Thunder. Seeing the Yin Thunder pour down like a tide, the two female cultivators went pale with fright and desperately prepared to teleport away! Yet only then did they discover that the space beneath the Three Corpse Yin Thunder had already been sealed.
"Damn it!" How could the two female cultivators simply surrender? They cursed under their breaths, ready to use their final means and fight for their lives!
"Boom boom..." At that very moment, the two layers of Three Corpse Yin Thunder suddenly contracted, falling into place as a lightning barrier that separated the two female cultivators!
Seeing the lightning barrier's