章 1101: Suppression at Full Force

Meanwhile, on another battlefield, a symphony of ghastly faces roared in unison, their demonic voices reverberating through the void.

The colossal Immortal Corpse Fuser constantly spewed shadowy tendrils like those of the black sun from countless mouths, assailing the surrounding cultivators.

The cultivators of the Floodgate Realm, heeding Jiang Chengxuan's advice, avoided direct confrontation with the monstrous entity.

Instead, they wielded their Immortal Treasures to carve out paths of radiant light, dodging the terrifying shadow attacks.

Hundreds of cultivators manifested their Dao rules, infusing them into the celestial light, which then stretched across the void like vibrant ribbons, binding the Immortal Corpse Fuser.

With each wave of attacks, the creature became increasingly ensnared in the luminous binds.