"The weather's getting cold, let me cover you with some more dirt, you ugly freak!"

Lin Jichen swung the Phoenix Feather, his mouth still spouting sarcastic remarks.

The Corpse King didn't have time to get angry; it sensed the extraordinary power of this martial arts technique and hastily raised its arms, condensing a shield of malevolent energy.

Most of the Sword Qi was blocked by this shield.