The thick white mist that had seeped into the river was once again seen on the surface of the river.
That time, the ghosts in the mist were extremely quiet. Not a single sound was heard, and it was eerily quiet.
"What's going on?" Xuanji immediately stood up and frowned when he saw that.
The Myriad Ghost Formation had just been laid, and the ghosts had just entered the river. Why did they all suddenly appear? Did they find the divine cauldron? That's impossible. Even if the ghosts found the divine cauldron, they should still be like this, Xuanji thought with a frown.
Seeing tens of thousands of ghosts hovering in place with their heads lowered, Lu Yuanshan felt something was off. He slowly stood up and carefully observed the ghosts in the mist.
Lu Yuanshan was the sectmaster of the Maoshan Sect. His Maoshan spells were shocking, and his Yin Yang Eyes were unmatched. In the two realms of Yin and Yang, there was nothing that he could not see, from the immortals of heaven to the evil spirits of hell. Even though the ghosts were shrouded in the mist, he was still able to see them clearly.
Lu Yuanshan's brows immediately furrowed when he saw them.
The tens of thousands of ghosts and ghosts in the mist all had their heads lowered as they floated quietly on the river. They were no longer as violent as they had been before.
Could it be that someone had tampered with the Thousand Ghost Array? Lu Yuanshan turned around to look at the other eight sectmasters as he looked. His eyes were as sharp as knives.
Xuanji had sent people to inform the sectmasters of the various sects about the Myriad Ghost Formation. However, the answers he received were all over the place. Some claimed to be sick, some claimed to be in isolation, some resigned as sectmasters, and some claimed that their spells were not up to par. What was even more infuriating were Zhang Shaoyang of Longhu Mountain and Yu Xingchen of Quanzhen Sect. Both of them disappeared without a trace, and no one knew where they went.
The Ziyang Temple's answer was the most straightforward among all of the sects. They rejected the offer outright.
That angered Xuanji and Lu Yuanshan. They expected people to reject the offer, but they did not expect that none of the sectmasters, other than those from the Maoshan Sect, would agree to the offer.
If they did not want to come, then it was easy to deal with them.
Didn't you claim to be sick? I'll grant you your wish.
Lu Yuanshan and Xuanji killed Wang Zhenren of Lingbao Sect and Master Li of Nihility sect in the name of visiting a sick person......
Weren't you in seclusion? That's easy. I'll kill a few of your proud disciples. Let's see if you'll come out of seclusion!
In a single night, Lu Yuanshan had killed several senior disciples of Tranquility Sect and Golden Pill Sect!
The news of the sudden deaths of the two Sect Masters and the tragic deaths of several of their disciples spread like wildfire in Jianghu.
All of the sectmasters wanted to turn against Lu Yuanshan, yet they were unable to do so. While Lu Yuanshan was a vicious and insidious person, his training was extremely high. He had mastered the Maoshan's secret manual, the Secrets of Truth, to perfection. He had also mastered the Soul-shattering Palm, a secret skill of the Maoshan Sect. Even if all of the sectmasters were to join forces, they would still be no match for Lu Yuanshan. Furthermore, there were many disciples of the Maoshan Sect, and they had Xuanji backing them. Going against those two was tantamount to throwing an egg at a rock. In order to protect the lives of their disciples and to ensure that their sects could be passed on, the Sect Masters had no choice but to take the initiative to express their willingness to work for the imperial court and work together to set up a formation to search for the cauldron.
Lu Yuanshan and Xuanji did not push things too far. After the sectmasters volunteered themselves, Xuanji rewarded the sects in the name of the imperial court, renovated their Taoist temples, and expanded their territories as a show of appeasement.
A slap in the face and a sweet date in return was a well-tested strategy.
Lu Yuanshan and Xuanji did not do anything to the Ziyang Temple, Longhu Mountain, and Quanzhen Sect. They were no fools, and they knew that they could not afford to fall out with those three sects just yet. Zhang Shaoyang and Yu Xingchen were not only of high cultivation, but they were also highly respected in their sects. They could rally all of their members to work together, and any of those two sects would be able to take on the Maoshan Sect.
As for the Ziyang Temple, they dared not offend them even more. The Ziyang Temple had always been the most prominent of the Taoist sects, and they rarely interacted with other Taoist sects. While they had few disciples, they were all experts among experts. Qing Chenzi was even more so. It was rumored in Jianghu that he had become an immortal. While there was no telling if the rumors were true, his strength was still evident.
Lu Yuanshan saw that the ghosts were behaving strangely, and he thought that one of the sectmasters held a grudge against him and had done something to the Myriad Ghost Formation.
The remaining eight experts were also confused by what they were seeing. They saw Lu Yuanshan staring at them, and they met his gaze without hesitation.
They would not feel guilty if they were not thieves.
Lu Yuanshan turned around and looked at the ghosts in the fog again, seeing that none of them were avoiding his gaze.
It was obvious that none of the other sectmasters had done anything to the Myriad Ghost Formation. Even if they were to take a step back, they would not have been able to do something like that.
Ye Fan, who was high up in the clouds, was also puzzled by what he saw. While he did not know much about Taoist arts, he was still able to guess what was going on. It was obvious that something was wrong with the Myriad Ghost Formation. Those Taoist fighters would not have reacted like that otherwise.
"You guys hold the fort. I'll go take a look," Lu Yuanshan said as he walked out of the Eight Trigrams Formation.
"Brother Lu, be careful," Xuanji reminded Lu Yuanshan.
"Don't worry, imperial advisor." Lu Yuanshan nodded at Xuanji. He then tapped the ground with the tip of his foot and leaped to the banks of the Sishui River.
Yu Xingchen of the Quanzhen Sect and Zhang Shaoyang of Longhu Mountain might have been on par with him when it came to fighting demons and monsters. However, when it came to slaying evil spirits, exorcising evil spirits, and destroying zombies, no one from the Maoshan Sect would dare to claim to be the best.
As the saying went, the strong were bold. Despite facing the ghosts before him, Lu Yuanshan's expression remained unchanged, and he remained calm.
He was the sectmaster of the Maoshan Sect. While others feared ghosts, the ghosts feared him.
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