Close to five kilometers to the north of the True Sky Fortress, in the air above a mountain range that was shrouded in grey mist, there were several massive inky-black ghostly clouds hovering in the air.
Within the ghostly clouds, there were four extremely large malicious ghosts standing side by side, all of whom were looking toward the direction of the True Sky Fortress from afar.
The auras emanating from these four malicious ghosts were extremely powerful, indicating that they were all Celestial Phenomenon Ghost Commanders.
"There are currently over thirty thousand ghostly beings gathered at the True Sky Fortress; that should be enough, right?" Among the four of them, the one on the left had a pair of fiery red eyebrows and a pair of red eyes. He withdrew his gaze before turning to the other three.
"Including those who died to the True Sky Formation, that should be more than enough," a green-haired ghost commander in a suit of white bone armor replied with a wooden expression.
"Hehe, if those human cultivators hadn't been so conceited as to activate the Steadying Heavens Formation, our plan wouldn't have gone so smoothly!" A burly Ghost Commander with red muscles all over his body cackled in a sinister manner.
The one on the far right was a green-faced elderly man with a pair of antelope horns on his head. "Alright, let's get started," he said in a solemn voice.
The other three exchanged a glance upon hearing this before nodding in unison.
In the next instant, the black Qi around their bodies surged violently, and they flew down toward the mountain range down below, disappearing in a flash.
The battle raged on within the Fort of Titan Heavens. Mountains of ghostly corpses were piled up outside the walls of the Fort of Titan Heavens. Gray Yin energy continued to rise from the corpses, causing the gray fog that had gathered around the fort to grow thicker and denser, until it was as black as ink.
Not long after that, the entire fortress seemed to have been enshrouded by a gargantuan ring of black mist.
Layers of faint black light began to silently appear on the ground around the fortress, and as soon as the ghostly corpses came into contact with these layers of light, they would quickly melt away, transforming into dense black Qi that wafted through the air in all directions.
"What's going on?"
On top of the city wall, Liu Ming's hand flashed with a purple sword light, and a Lunar Beast that was leaping into the air was cut in half. He glanced at it, and a strange expression appeared on his face.
Unbeknownst to him, the Yin Qi around him had become thicker and thicker. Even his vision was beginning to be greatly affected.
"Younger Brother Liu, look at the bottom of the city wall," Xiaowu's figure flashed and swept to Liu Ming's side as she whispered.
Liu Ming followed the sound and looked down the city wall. His expression immediately changed.
Thick waves of Yin Qi were rising from the ground, and the source of the Yin Qi was the ghostly corpses that had mysteriously melted!
On the fort's tower, Old Man Fang and the other three also noticed the abnormality below the city. Their expressions changed.
Before the four of them could react, something strange happened!
All of a sudden, the black Qi beneath the city walls began to rise rapidly, enveloping all of the low-grade ghosts and umbra beasts that were attacking the city.
As for the silver barrier that was originally protecting the entire stronghold, when it came into contact with the black gas, it actually let out a sizzling sound!
"All disciples, fall back!"
A shout resounded in the ears of Liu Ming and the other disciples, causing their ears to ring.
In a blur, the Taiqing Gate's Heavenly Phenomenon Elder and the red-nosed old man appeared in front of Liu Ming and the others. With a wave of his sleeve, a beam of azure light shot out and entered the silver barrier of light erected by the Noble Spirit Army.
The silver barrier of light spread out with a whoosh, becoming even more stable. At the same time, it kept the rising black Qi at bay.
The black Qi emitted a hissing sound that sounded like a viper's tongue, and the ghostly soldiers and umbra beasts that were enveloped within it immediately let out miserable shrieks.
Liu Ming's pupils constricted. Within the black Qi, all of the ghosts and umbra beasts seemed to have been splashed with acid. Their bodies rapidly melted and melted into the surging black Qi.
In just a few short breaths, more than half of the tens of thousands of ghosts surrounding Fort Titan had been swallowed up by the black Qi. Only a few powerful ghost commandants and umbra beasts continued to struggle in despair, but it was all in vain.
As the black Qi was nourished, it grew denser and thicker. It quickly spread out, forming a gigantic hemispherical black mist barrier that enveloped the entirety of Fort Titan.
Everyone looked at each other in dismay at the sight before them.
"This is the Ghost Burial Formation!"
Liu Ming sent his divine sense out, but when it came into contact with the black mist, it couldn't pass through it.
Not only that, the black gas exuded waves of Yin Qi, which actually entangled his Divine Sense. He could not help but change his expression. He could not help but think of a legendary Ghost Dao Formation that he had seen in the Scripture Pavilion.
As the name suggested, the Ghost Burial Formation required the sacrifice of a large number of ghosts in order to form. Once trapped within it, there was only a slim chance of survival!
When Xiaowu and the other Jin Guangjun disciples heard this, they were stunned. It was clear that none of them had heard of this name before.
"This is no ordinary Ghost Burial Formation. It's the Mysterious Ghost Burial Formation of an even higher grade. Its power is far greater than that of the Ghost Burial Formation. It requires the sacrifice of tens of thousands of ghosts and their residual resentment and Yin Qi to set up. I didn't think that the Ghost Legion would sacrifice tens of thousands of low-grade ghosts just to set up this formation! "The old man with rosacea looked at Liu Ming with a hint of surprise.
"Mysterious Ghost Burial Formation …"
Liu Ming muttered to himself when he heard the words, then he took out a white disk array and launched several symbols on it.
The white formation plate buzzed and a faint white light appeared on its surface. But after a moment, the white light dissipated with a "pa" sound.
The old man looked at Liu Ming and said, "There's no need to try. As long as this formation exists, Fort Peaceful Sky will be unable to communicate with the outside world."
The red-nosed old man's eyes narrowed and he shook his sleeve. Suddenly, an Eight Trigrams Mirror appeared in front of his chest. He made a hand sign and a dazzling green light poured out of the Eight Trigrams Mirror. It suddenly turned into a long green river that was dozens of feet long.
Rumble! A loud sound rang out!
The illusory green river slammed into the black Qi and produced a shocking explosion.
However, the black Qi didn't seem to be very thick. Dense black runes appeared on its surface. The azure river's power was exhausted, but it was only able to disperse a little of the black Qi. Soon, it returned to its original state.
The red-nosed old man's face darkened. He pointed a finger at the Bagua mirror in front of him, and another burst of azure light burst out. After a tumble, it transformed into a lifelike azure wind dragon that was over a thousand feet long. Its power was several times greater than the Winding River phantom, and it pounced toward the black Qi above his head.
At this moment, there was a blur in front of the black mist, and a tall figure wearing bone armor appeared like a ghost. It was a Ghost Commander-level evil spirit.
He didn't see how it moved, but with a "bang" sound, countless black runes emerged from the rolling black Qi. Then, a giant hand that was similar in size to the Wind Flood Dragon stretched out and blocked the cyan Wind Dragon.
The black Qi and azure light fiercely collided!
The azure wind dragon bit off the wrist of the giant hand made of black Qi. As for the wind dragon itself, it was pierced by the black hand's sharp nails and exploded.
A strong azure and black storm spread out. The disciples on the nearby city walls with lower cultivation were directly blown away by the storm. Only a few people could barely maintain their positions.
Liu Ming's body was like a nail, nailed to the city wall. His azure robe danced wildly in the wind and his body did not move at all in the violent storm.
The old man's eyes flashed. He stared at the Ghost Commander outside and did not continue to attack.
The Ghost Commander's cultivation was not below his and it could control the black Qi. Attacking randomly was obviously useless.
Rumble!
Rumbling sounds of Fa Li colliding could also be heard from the other three city walls. Liu Ming turned around and saw that the Heavenly Phenomenon Elders of the other sects were also facing a Ghost Marshal.
Clearly, the other three Celestial Phenomenon Elders also wanted to break the formation but were stopped by the Ghost Commander of the evil spirit army.
Liu Ming's eyes darkened. The Ghost Burial Formation was extremely sturdy. Even a Celestial Phenomenon Cultivator would not be able to break it in a short period of time, let alone a higher level Ghost Burial Formation. Now that there was a Celestial Phenomenon Ghost Commander guarding outside, the situation was even worse.
Suddenly, the old man waved his sleeve and said, "Apart from the disciples of the Noble Spirit Army, continue to maintain the defensive formation. The rest of the disciples, return to the city!"
The disciples on the northern city wall looked at each other, but they still followed the old man's words and quickly flew down the city wall and landed inside the fortress.
The other disciples on the city wall quickly retreated into the city.
The old man flew to the platform of the golden light formation in the city and whispered a few words to Cao Zhanghe.
Cao Zhanghe nodded and formed a seal with both hands. Dazzling golden pillars of light rose from the six high platforms. After a while, they spread out and fused into the silver light curtain around them, causing the surface of the light curtain to be suffused with golden flowing light again.
After this was done, the old man and the other three Celestial Phenomenon Elders gathered together again and began to discuss in low voices.
The cultivators in the city stared at the scene around them in a daze, and they all fell silent.
Liu Ming raised his head and looked up. His expression also became uncertain.
"Younger Brother Liu," Xiaowu, who was standing beside him, suddenly said, "from what you just said, you seem to know about the Ghost Burial Formation?"
"I can't say that I know about it. I've only dabbled a little in the way of formations. I happened to read about it in one of the Sect's ancient texts. As the Great Elder said, as long as this formation exists, Fort Peaceful Sky will be completely cut off from the outside world. "Liu Ming withdrew his gaze and glanced at Xiaowu.
Xiaowu frowned when she heard this. She was well aware of the importance of Fort Peaceful Sky. If this place was cut off from the outside world, Golden Light City and the other three cities would become isolated.
"What's worse is that according to the rumors, the Ghost Burial Array is an array passed down by the ancient ghost dao clan. In addition to isolating all spiritual power and Divine Thought transmission, there is another powerful thing. This array will continue to decompose the spirit of heaven and earth in the array and convert it into pure yin qi." Liu Ming said with a wry smile.
Xiaowu's face paled when she heard this.
If they were in a place with dense Yin Qi, then she and Liu Ming, who cultivated Ghost Dao Techniques, would be able to withstand it for a while. But others, especially the weaker disciples stationed here, would not be able to withstand it for long.
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