As Chen Wuhen's cold words echoed through the chamber, Lady Tao smiled faintly. Behind them, Elder Scholar Yan Jingshu sat against the wall, coughing slightly as the medicinal pill soothed his wounds.
Before the surrounding demonic disciples could even activate the Yin Corpse Mist Array and the Corpse Puppets, the soul link across the remaining vessels flared violently.
Frantic spiritual pulses surged through the consciousness network. Distress signals from the remaining outer strongholds erupted at once.
'The Demonic Beast Branch has been surrounded by the Heavenly Cloud Sect!'
'The Hundred Puppet Branch is under siege!'
'The Blood Fiend Branch is under attack!'
In less than an hour, the Heavenly Cloud Sect had launched coordinated strikes across every surviving branch of the Nine Shadows Demonic Sect.
Chen Wuhen's eyes turned bloodshot red as a dark aura surged up from his soul, cutting through the panic in their minds.
