The corpse puppeteer commanded the bone dragon to spew poison fire, but it was to no avail, and he saw that Zhou Yi was about to break through the formation, his eyes flashing with soul fire as his aura suddenly changed.
"Hehehe! I am the Golden Corpse, does my fellow daoist find my appearance somewhat unfamiliar?"
"I am Sun Xing, a nameless nobody."
Zhou Yi casually responded, disregarding any attack from the Corpse Demon while continuously casting spells to blast open a path.
The Golden Corpse took a close look at the Xuanwu Divine Armor and recognized it not as any known treasure, feeling a sense of relief in his heart, "As long as it is not that scoundrel Tang Xuan, just a mere tortoise shell, I will eventually break it!"
He waved his hand casting many Demon Head curse techniques, such spells directly targeted the divine soul and were most suitable for breaking through defensive treasures.
