c552: Mutiny_2 (2)

He then took out several Copper Coins, wedged them between his fingers with Spiritual Power, and flung them all out, hitting the Corpse King's joints.

The Copper Coins turned into ropes, binding the Corpse King.

The middle-aged cultivator sighed, reluctantly producing a jade-inlaid and gold-trimmed folding fan. He stimulated it with Spiritual Power, waved it a few times, and a wall of wind formed, guarding Yang Jishan's side.

With each wave, one spine of the fan broke off.

The charging Iron Corpses were blocked by the wind wall and couldn't get close.

Meanwhile, the other Foundation Establishment cultivators also made their moves. Some repelled Iron Corpses with Spiritual Artifacts, while others used spells to restrain the Corpse King.

A few moments later, the Sunset Spear trembled.

All the surrounding flames were suddenly pulled in, compressing into the spear.

Yang Jishan's face turned pale, but his eyes shone brightly.

The gaunt old man quickly said,

"Subdue the Corpse King, everyone else back off!"

The cultivators near the Corpse King immediately withdrew.

The other Foundation Establishment cultivators each used Spiritual Artifacts like Golden Locks, Wooden Prisons, and Water Nets to immobilize the Corpse King, while several Spiritual Cultivators suppressed it with spells, preventing it from moving.

Yang Jishan raised his spear horizontally, then, with man and spear united as one, his energy piercing the heavens, he thrust forward with tremendous force towards the Corpse King's chest.

Upon touching the Corpse King, the surging flame of Spiritual Power exploded.

A thunderous roar sounded as the ground was blasted into a deep pit.

Cracks in the rocks spread far and wide.

The shockwave of the burst of power repelled all nearby cultivators and Iron Corpses.

Fire and dust filled the air.

As the smoke cleared, those who looked were shocked.

The Corpse King was still not dead.

At the critical moment, it had used its arm to block the spear.

The Sunset Spear had pierced through its arm, the tip grazing its chest but clearly lacking the force to puncture its chest, not even breaking the skin.

The Corpse King's body was charred, heavily damaged.

Its aura weakened considerably, but in the blink of an eye, the Corpse Qi began to recover...