Chapter 168: Death
Whoosh!
The Sky-Trapping Pouch plummeted down, covering everything, while fierce winds swept through, grinding shattered stone columns and debris into dust.
The malevolent corpse, having just broken free of the restraining talismans and vine artifact, had no time to use its evasion technique before it was drawn into the swirling wind. The eight-trigram-shaped gusts closed in tightly, morphing into an ice-blue tornado that rose up, spinning and compressing the malevolent corpse within.
A thick cloud of dust billowed up, forming a gray-blue veil that revealed nothing inside, completely obscuring the malevolent corpse’s figure. The deafening roar of the wind echoed through the great hall, mixing with the strange howls of the malevolent corpse.
It appeared that the Sky-Trapping Pouch had indeed trapped the creature.
Seeing that the Sky-Trapping Pouch had worked, the three of them eased slightly. Hermit Baiyun’s face lit up as he said, "I’ll keep it suppressed. Fellow Daoists, focus your attacks on the center of the array…"
Before he could finish, a dull rumble echoed from within the array. The entire array trembled violently as if struck by an immense force, cracking in several places as tendrils of icy blue wind scattered.
Suspended above, the Sky-Trapping Pouch also shook wildly, swaying unsteadily.
Soon, the thuds grew louder, rapid as a storm, and the array's cracks multiplied, threatening to collapse.