Mythical Cultivation

Chapter 557 The Battle Situation Takes a Sudden Turn

The man in black didn't even have time to feel sorry for his damaged magical artifact, because he simply didn't have the energy to care about anything else.

Just now, taking advantage of the brief delay provided by the Blood-Weeping Whip, he quickly redeployed several blood-red shields in front of his body.

However, this is not the end.

Immediately afterwards, the black-clad man's hands began to rapidly and intricately form hand seals, and a stream of true energy flowed continuously from his fingertips, instantly condensing into a dense cloud of black mist.

Witnessing this scene, Wu Ming's heart trembled, and the strange methods that Elder Wei Tao of the Blood Fiend Sect had used a few months ago involuntarily surfaced in his mind.

In an instant, his expression changed drastically. Without hesitation, he mobilized all his true energy and shouted loudly: "Everyone, scatter quickly! This person is casting the Blood Fiend Sect's unique evil spell—the Corrupting Heart Curse! Do not let your guard down!"

Unfortunately, it was too late. The black mist was spreading too fast, like an unstoppable surging tide.

While the many cultivators present were still at a loss, the terrifying black mist swept over them like a tidal wave, easily engulfing most of the cultivators who had been surrounding the man in black.

Chu Nan, who was at the heart of the battlefield, was naturally not spared either, and was also tightly enveloped by this deadly black mist.

Because Wu Ming suddenly launched a fierce attack, Xiang Xinghe and the other two, who had finally managed to escape the black-clad men's restraints and were able to breathe a sigh of relief, were caught off guard.

In the blink of an eye, they found themselves shrouded in a thick fog once again, a truly unlucky situation!

Fortunately, a few people were lucky enough to escape danger because they were far away and received Wu Ming's timely warning. Pan Ning was among them.

Having escaped the fog, Pan Ning, still shaken, looked around and then gently patted Wu Ming on the shoulder to express his heartfelt gratitude.

Thanks to your timely reminder, junior brother, otherwise I'm afraid I would have been doomed this time!

It should be noted that Pan Ning has been cultivating for over a hundred years, during which time he has fought countless times with the Blood Fiend Sect members. It can be said that he is quite familiar with this evil art—the Blood Fiend Sect's Corrupting Heart Curse.

This curse is extremely insidious and cunning; once you fall for it, it can cause you to lose your senses.

And it triggers terrible inner demons, ultimately pushing the victim into an abyss.

Given Pan Ning's own strength, he was not confident that he could withstand the overwhelming onslaught of his inner demons, so he was filled with gratitude for Wu Ming's life-saving grace.

However, when he saw that all the cultivators present, including Chu Tian, ​​were deeply shrouded in mist, his heart clenched, and he thought to himself:

This Corrupting Heart Curse is not something that can be easily broken. How many of those trapped here will be able to escape unharmed?

At this moment, Wu Ming also felt a strong sense of lingering fear.

What a close call! Luckily I was standing far enough away to escape unscathed.

The thought of that terrifying fog and the unknown dangers hidden within it sent a chill down his spine—he didn't want to stay in that place for even a second longer!

Just as Wu Ming was filled with worry, he saw the situation on the field becoming increasingly critical and couldn't help but anxiously ask Pan Ning beside him:

"Senior Brother Pan, what should we do now? Senior Brother Chu is already trapped in a fog of confusion."

His words were full of worry.

Despite being equally worried, Pan Ning remained calm and composed in the face of Wu Ming's questioning.

He took a deep breath and comforted him, "Junior brother, don't panic. With our current strength, it is indeed difficult for us to confront that man in black head-on."

However, he also needs to consider the use of the Corrupting Heart Curse at this moment, and cannot attack us with all his might.

Therefore, the most urgent task is to find a way to stall him and buy time for everyone trapped in the fog to escape.

Just as Wu Ming and Pan Ning were talking, a sharp gust of wind suddenly swept in!

It turned out that the man in black had launched the attack!

His face was ashen, and the magic weapon he had been gripping tightly in his hand—the Blood-Weeping Whip—was now damaged from the fierce battle, which only intensified his killing intent.

It should be noted that his Blood-Weeping Whip has never suffered such damage since it became a top-grade magic weapon.

The Blood-Weeping Whip was damaged in the battle, and it's unknown how long it will take to fully recover.

He muttered incantations and quickly formed hand seals. Immediately afterwards, dozens of jet-black arrows, shimmering with an eerie light, appeared out of thin air!

These arrows, like ghosts, hurtled toward Wu Ming and his companions who had escaped from the mist with astonishing speed!

In an instant, the entire space was filled with a chilling, demonic aura!

Faced with such a fierce offensive, Wu Ming and the others dared not be negligent in the slightest, and they all used their most treasured defensive magic weapons in an attempt to block these deadly arrows!

In an instant, all sorts of dazzling and colorful lights shone brightly, tightly protecting everyone within them.

At the same time, Wu Ming once again summoned his defensive magic weapon, the Seven Treasures Glazed Pagoda.

The tower shone with a dazzling light, forming a sturdy shield that firmly blocked the three black arrows that shot towards it!

However, when the arrow collided with the defensive light shield of the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda, a few piercing "hissing" sounds were heard, as sharp and grating as metal rubbing against metal!

Upon closer inspection, it turned out that those black arrows contained extremely dense demonic energy, which was continuously eroding the light shield, causing wisps of black smoke to rise from its surface.

"Oh no! It's demonic energy?"

Wu Ming's heart skipped a beat, and he exclaimed inwardly, "If this demonic energy is allowed to adhere to the Seven Treasures Glazed Tile Pagoda for a long time, this magical artifact will probably suffer serious damage!"

It should be noted that although demonic energy is also one of the primordial energies of heaven and earth, its characteristics are exceptionally strong and domineering.

Once anything is tainted by demonic energy, it will gradually be eroded and devoured.

Those living beings with vitality will lose all emotions and reason under the influence of demonic energy, becoming like walking corpses.

Even inanimate objects cannot escape the clutches of demonic energy and are eventually transformed into demonic creatures imbued with it.

Seeing that the demonic energy on the arrow in front of him was so powerful and fierce, Wu Ming dared not be negligent in the slightest.

He made a quick decision, and as his thoughts raced, the number of talismans he was holding tightly in his hand quietly decreased by several.

Almost at the same instant, three fiery birds engulfed in raging flames suddenly appeared in mid-air and pounced straight at the three jet-black arrows with lightning speed.