The idea of digging out Gu Su flashed through Qiao Yu's mind.

Although Gu Yuan and the others could remove the corpse-suppressing nails, the crazed drought demon wouldn't give them a chance to dig out Gu Su.

With a burst of strength in its legs, the drought demon charged towards Chen Si, clearly a petty-minded creature.

Under the interference of the corpse ancestor's pressure, Chen Si's movements were noticeably slowed.