Great Origin Core Realm

After devouring the blood essence and souls of the two Sovereigns, the power of the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array’s curse became stronger.

“Not good!”

The last Origin Core Realm was a middle-aged man clad in golden armor. He had the highest cultivation amongst the three chasing Sovereigns; he had reached the late-stage Small Origin Core Realm, surpassing the skeletal Division Leader and on par with the Blue Lightning Pirate leader.

However, at this moment, the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array was eroding him, and he was already injured from the two Earth-Grade weapons.

“Go!”

Zhao Feng waved the black flag, and the dark mist of the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array turned into snakes that shot toward the middle-aged man in golden armor.

“Nine Deadly Yin Bone Stab!”

The skeletal Division Leader thrusted out its hand, and a burning bone-spike intertwined with the power of the Ghost Corpse Cursed Array.