What do you mean by saying that the corpses I sew are all ominous creatures?

The broken sword in General Zuo's hand suddenly trembled.

Immediately afterwards, the figure sitting upright in the armchair slowly raised his head.

His eyes opened.

There were no whites in their eyes, no pupils, only two burning crimson flames.

He looked at us as if we were a group of ants who had invaded his territory.

"How dare you!"

Although there was no visible movement of his lips, a sound still escaped from his throat.

"The war drums haven't sounded yet, who let you in?"

He slowly stood up.

With his movements, his official robes fluttered and rustled even without wind.

A terrifying heat wave emanated from him and spread outwards with a roar.

Click!Click!

The kneeling, desiccated corpses below the platform seemed to sense their commander's anger, and their weapons struck the ground simultaneously, producing a series of resounding crashes.

"General..."

Master Xuanzhen stepped forward and shouted sternly, "The Ming Dynasty has been gone for three hundred years! You are long gone, a mere skeleton in a tomb! Why do you still stubbornly cling to your delusions and continue to bring harm to the world!"

"Dead?"

General Zuo tilted his head, a stiff look of confusion appearing on his purplish-blue face.

"impossible."

He suddenly swung his broken sword, pointing it at the heart on the offering table.

"I have already offered the sacrifice! The ghost soldiers will arrive soon!"

Just hold out for three more days... no, just one more day and reinforcements will arrive!

"When the time comes, I will slaughter all those bandits who dare to break through the pass and build a mound of skulls with their heads!"

Suddenly, he changed the subject, his bloodshot eyes fixing on us.

"You...are spies for the bandits?"

Before we could answer, he continued speaking.

"Those who trespass into military restricted areas and disrupt the morale of our troops..."

"cut!"

As he uttered the last word, a visible black shockwave exploded outwards from him.

The white marble railings surrounding the stage crumbled inch by inch under the impact of this shockwave, turning into dust everywhere.

"Attack! Don't let him gather his energy!"

Master Xuanzhen shouted sharply, and with a sudden flick of his whisk, three golden talismans shot towards the stage like arrows.

Since we've already alerted the main party, we have no choice but to strike first.

"I'll lead the charge!"

Tie Zhu roared, his muscles bulged, and his skin instantly turned bronze.

He practiced external martial arts, possessing an indestructible body, and at this moment, he pushed his blood and qi to the limit, charging directly towards the stage.

Although Qianji was injured, she did not slack off in her work.

The ink lines in his hand wove into a large black and red net in the air, arriving first after being thrown later, attempting to cover General Zuo's body and restrict his movements.

Lu Yan gripped the peach wood sword in her backhand, formed a sword incantation with her left hand, and stepped into the Seven Star Steps.

"The mighty power of Heaven, let us unleash it with our swords!"

It's sizzling!

A blue-white arc of electricity leaped across the peach wood sword, following closely behind Tie Zhu as it thrust out.

I moved too.

The malevolent energy within my body surged wildly, sliding towards the left general's flank.

The willow-leaf knife was held in my palm, while the black bone needle hovered at my fingertips, searching for any possible gap beneath the bronze skin and iron bones.

This is a perfect combined attack formation.

Tank, control, spell burst, weakness assassination.

If this combo were used against any of the previous guardian masters, it would have been enough to kill them without a burial place.

But what we faced was a Corpse King that vaguely carried the aura of a drought demon.

Faced with the overwhelming attack, General Zuo made only a simple gesture.

He swung his sword.

There were no fancy moves, just a simple sweeping motion.

But this sword strike was too fast.

It was so close that it left only a purplish-black afterimage on my retina.

"Bang!"

The iron pillar at the very front didn't even have a chance to react.

The broken sword slammed heavily against his chest.

Tie Zhu's proud Vajra body was as fragile as paper in the face of this attack.

His chest caved in instantly, and he flew backward at a faster speed than when he charged, spitting out blood.

"Bang! Bang! Bang!"

Next up is the ink line of the thousand machines.

The moment it touched the protective corpse energy of General Zuo, it instantly shattered and burned.

Drawn by the force of the qi, Qianji screamed in agony as the tiger's mouths of his hands exploded, dripping with blood, and he staggered backward.

But it's not over yet.

The momentum of General Zuo's sword strike had not yet dissipated, and the terrifying gust of wind directly collided with Lu Yan's lightning magic.

The electric arc on the peach wood sword dissipated instantly.

Lu Yan groaned, her face turning deathly pale, as if struck by an invisible hammer. She slid backward seven or eight meters before barely managing to regain her footing.

one move.

Just one move.

Our combined attack formation completely collapsed.

"Clay chicken and earthenware dog."

General Zuo coldly uttered four words.

The next second, he disappeared.

When he reappeared, he had already crossed a distance of more than ten meters and stood in front of the fallen Tie Zhu and Qian Ji.

He raised the broken sword high in his hand.

Black corpse energy swirled around the sword's edge, condensing into a tangible sharpness.

With this sword strike, Tiezhu and Qianji will definitely be cleaved in two, beyond even the help of a god.

"not good!"

My pupils contracted sharply, and I recklessly shot the black bone needle in my hand toward the back of General Zuo's head, attempting to relieve the siege of Wei by attacking Zhao.

But it was too late.

General Zuo completely ignored my attack, and his broken sword fell mercilessly with a whistling sound.

"You wicked creature, how dare you!!!"

At this critical moment, an old man's roar echoed throughout the tomb.

Master Xuanzhen, who had been holding the line from the rear, now had his beard and hair standing on end, and his originally cloudy old eyes were wide open, radiating a sharp light.

He suddenly bit his tongue, spitting a mouthful of pure blood onto a bronze bell in his hand.

"By the decree of the Three Pure Ones, may golden light protect you! May all laws befall you! So be it!"

"Ring ring—"

The bell rang urgently and crisply.

A dazzling golden light burst forth from the bell, transforming into a massive phantom of a golden bronze bell, which enveloped Tie Zhu and Qian Ji before the broken sword could fall.

"clang!!!"

The broken sword slashed fiercely at the phantom of the golden bell.

A deafening roar, like the sound of a great bell, made my eardrums ache, and the entire tomb seemed to shake.

The golden light trembled violently, lasting less than half a second before it was covered with countless cracks and then shattered with a "crash".

But that's enough.

That half-second delay neutralized ninety percent of the broken sword's force.

The remaining shockwave sent Tiezhu and Qianji tumbling away again. Although they were in a sorry state, at least they managed to keep their heads still attached to their necks.

"puff!"

Master Xuanzhen blushed, spat out a mouthful of blood, and a tiny crack appeared on the ancient bell in his hand.

But the old Taoist priest didn't bother wiping the blood from the corner of his mouth. With a flick of his whisk, a gentle force swept the two people on the ground into a corner of the tomb chamber.