"Die, Sinful Demon!"
Numerous Cyan Cloud Sect Cultivators roared in unison, surrounding and cutting off his escape.
A sky full of Magical Treasures and Divine Techniques rained down as if they were free.
Wei Qingyi spat out a large mouthful of emerald-green blood. The dark Demonic Qi around him grew thin and faint, and his Escape Light was now tinged with red, making him look even weaker.
A Cyan Cloud Sect Cultivator bellowed, "Fellow Daoist, please show yourself."
A translucent, house-sized Gelatinous Creature with a large cap suddenly appeared before Wei Qingyi.
Its countless, hair-thin tentacles dripped with grayish-black Spirit-Eroding Spirit Weak Water that sizzled as it corroded the void.
Wei Qingyi cried out in terror, "What is this thing?"
"A dying man has no need for words."
The Cyan Cloud Sect Cultivator laughed heartily and jeered, "Fellow Daoists, this beast has no tricks left!"
