The Nine-Infant Corpse Mother lunged at Cheng Xinzhan, while Tian Xiu'e flew onto the mystic altar formed by the Dharma Seal to fight the Lion. With the Lion weighing down the Dharma Seal, her Dharma Form would collapse given enough time. Bearing that weight also consumed an astonishing amount of magical power. She had to drive the Lion away.
Watching the Corpse Mother pounce, Cheng Xinzhan formed a sword art hand seal. The two flying swords, Peach Capital and Nether Capital, had already battered Tian Xiu'e's Dharma Treasures until all their spiritual power was gone. Hearing his summons, they stopped playing and turned back to protect their Sword Master.
The two swords were behind the Corpse Mother, but they were much faster. Before she could close on Cheng Xinzhan, the flying swords behind her had already closed on her.
Sensing the sword intent surging toward the Dipper and Ox constellations behind her, the Corpse Mother had no choice but to abandon Cheng Xinzhan and turn to deal with the flying swords first.
Using their umbilical cords, the Corpse Mother controlled the enormous corpse infants as they clawed and snapped at the swords. Her control was nimble, and the cords were exceedingly strange, seemingly real yet illusory, capable of endless transformations, becoming as long or short as she wished. The infants and cords danced out a skyful of afterimages, dazzling the eye.
But Cheng Xinzhan's attention was not on the corpse infants. He guided his swords around them to strike directly at the Corpse Mother.
Realizing his intent, the Corpse Mother let out a piercing shriek and used the nine corpse infants to shield herself and intercept the swords.
The corpse infants darted like black bats, moving exceedingly fast, but Peach Capital's path was even harder to grasp. It flickered like