Although the black mist was exceptionally dense, under the flicker of blue light in Han Li's eyes, the monstrous figures hidden within it became crystal clear to him.
It was actually three towering refined corpses clad in dark armor. One carried a pair of short spears glowing with a yellow radiance, another wielded a green long spear, and the last one shouldered a massive silver Wolf Fang Club, gleaming brilliantly.
Each of these refined corpses had protruding fangs and green glowing eyes, seemingly resembling the demeanor of Corpse Kings among reanimated corpses. Their cultivation levels were likely at the Nascent Soul stage, particularly the one carrying the Wolf Fang Club. The dense corpse Qi emanating from it hinted at a cultivation level close to mid-stage.
Han Li was slightly surprised but showed no fear. With a flick of his sleeve, he released a pitch-black bottle into the air and made a hand-seal to activate it.
