A red-robed man holding a bone staff flew into the air. He was emaciated, without the slightest bit of flesh on his face. He looked like a skeleton, as if all his blood had been sucked dry.

The bone staff had an egg-sized skull at the top. It looked like a human skull, but a human skull couldn’t be that small.

He immediately released his aura, and black qi surged around his body. His aura contained a sensation of rot. When that was added to his appearance, he looked like a zombie that had just crawled out of its coffin.

The black qi behind him gradually formed nine images. Each one of them floated in the sky. Space suddenly shook, and nine desiccated corpses appeared behind him. Their skin was also black, and they released an aura of decay.

The images and corpses merged together. An evil and terrifying aura instantly erupted, causing the sky to shake.

“Heavens, those corpses are alive!” someone cried in shock. Those nine corpses had begun to move upon merging with that black qi.

“Girl, why don’t you surrender? We’re both soul cultivators, so your soul attacks are ineffective against me. I’d advise you to just obediently give up,” he said coldly. His voice sounded...