"Suspended Skull Fourth Transformation · Ten Thousand Bones Wither," "Suspended Skull Fifth Transformation · Blood-Colored Cage," and "Suspended Skull Sixth Transformation · Bone-Blade Storm" possessed power ranging from the foundation establishment middle stage to the pseudo-core level.
If they could activate "Seven Turns of the Suspended Skull · Blood Sea Soul-Burying Boat," it would possess genuine golden core power, with considerable room for further improvement.
Under a single Banner, five hundred cultivators stood ready for battle, with the lead Demon Envoy at the center and the supporting Demon Envoys each attending to their duties.
At a single command, they could unleash "Suspended Skull Fifth Transformation · Blood-Colored Cage," or even the more terrifying "Suspended Skull Sixth Transformation · Bone-Blade Storm."
Moreover, half a month earlier, Qing Chen had taken four or five gold-armored corpses out of the Nine-Luminaries Glazed Vidyaraja Pagoda and handed them to Lin Changsheng and the others to refine and control.
Now, with such lethal weapons of the Corpse Dao, supplemented by the immensely powerful Suspended Skull Battle Formation and the perfectly synchronized formations of Dao soldiers, dealing with Xuanchi City's scattered rabble, already like birds startled by the twang of a bow, would be as easy as turning a hand, all but guaranteed.
The Demon Lotus Guards blocked all four city gates, surrounding Xuanchi City so tightly that not a drop of water could escape.
Qing Chen activated the "Profound Heaven Three Evasions" mystic art, turning into a streak of black light as he shot straight toward the island's north.
There was another major matter he urgently needed to settle on this trip.
At that moment, in northern Xuanchi Island, eight hundred monks stood like walls of copper and iron before Cold Mountain Temple's Xuanchi Branch Temple, prayer beads in hand and Buddhist scriptures on their