Where the black water emerged, strange things were happening.
Deep underground, within a huge crack, rumbling sounds echoed continuously, instantly swallowed by endless black water.
Black water continuously burst through earth and stone, surging towards the surface with tremendous force. The source of all this was in a massive cavern thousands of feet below ground.
The three black-robed ghost cultivators who had previously entered the underground were inside.
The space inside was vast, with no visible boundaries, mostly submerged by black water. However, some remnants of giant stone pillars and other architectural ruins could still be seen. It seemed like this place was an ancient cultivator's cave dwelling.
The three black-robed figures stood upon a broken boulder, watching the churning black water. The boulder beneath them still bore some badly damaged carvings of evil ghosts.
At this moment, all three had removed their black robes, revealing their appearances.
The strongest, with the cultivation base of the late Nascent Soul stage, was a middle-aged man with gray hair. His expression was serious, his face shrouded in a cloud of gray mist, and his aura was very gloomy.
One of the other two was a black-robed female cultivator with a very pale face. Strangely, the lower half of this woman's body was not legs, but a cloud of blood mist.
The other person, if Zhang Ling were present, would definitely recognize as the ghost-masked youth. He still carried a blood-red umbrella on his back, on which several blurry little ghost heads could occasionally be seen stirring. Sometimes, the sounds of children playing and the wails of ghosts could be heard.
"Sect Leader, this is indeed a secret relic of my Ghost King Sect from ten thousand years ago. The Styx(冥河: Styx river) sealed here has been activated by us, and soon the entire Yanhsia City will be submerged," the black-robed female cultivator said with a sinister laugh.
"The plan is only one step away from completion."
Sect Leader Yan swept a glance at the ghost-masked youth expressionlessly. "Shi'er, it's time for you to act. Offer the Ghost Seal, your father and Ghost Mother will assist you in opening that place."
"Yes."
The ghost-masked youth responded, his ghostly aura fluctuating, his body becoming illusory, instantly transforming into a blue-faced, fanged evil ghost.
He actually used the Heavenly Ghost Body instantly.
The evil ghost opened its mouth and spat out a ball of green light, inside of which was wrapped a Ghost Seal. It was the treasure used during the previous fight with Zhang Ling.
This treasure floated in mid-air, releasing even more Yin energy. A large amount of Yin wind instantly covered the surroundings.
Sect Leader Yan and the Ghost Mother also threw out several items from their hands. There were several blood-red round beads, a Ghost King Banner adorned with skulls, and strange branches, etc.
The most noteworthy among them was a huge bronze coffin.
"Heaven and earth yin and yang, profound heaven spiritual energy, earth yin turbid energy, myriad spirits grow, reincarnation reverses life, ten directions of the netherworld, for the way of ghosts..."
The evil ghost transformed from the ghost-masked youth chanted strange incantations, resonating throughout the space.
...
During the flight, Elder Tian and the others, without any scruples, released their divine senses to spread out, clearly exploring the current situation of Yanhsia City.
It can only be described as chaos.
On the ground streets and in the sky of the city, people were fighting everywhere.
With a few loud booms, not far away, flames soared into the sky, as more than a dozen Foundation Establishment stage cultivators of the alien demon race joined forces to fight against a Golden Core stage cultivator.
In the sky, even more spiritual lights radiated in all directions, with several high-level cultivators entangled in battle. It was impossible to tell the outcome in a short time.
More cultivators were fighting independently or joining forces, forming large and small battle groups, slaughtering each other.
Zhang Ling even glanced and saw a female Golden Core stage cultivator of the alien demon race not far to the right, being besieged by five or six cultivators of the same rank.
With one mistake, the female cultivator had several magical treasures strike her body, and her defense was instantly shattered, her body instantly turning into dust.
On the other side, an elder of the alien demon race was also under attack by several enemies of the same rank.
The elder was quite valiant, using some kind of secret technique to transform his body into a cloud of cyan mist, instantly trapping several enemies.
With another flash, he turned into a black light without delay and sped away.
It seemed that he had used some kind of secret technique.
Of course, the most eye-catching were the Nascent Soul stage old monsters' battle groups in the air.
Not far away, a hundred-foot-sized blue demonic cloud was shrouded, with lightning flashing inside, releasing strands of blue lightning.
It actually restrained two other Nascent Soul stage cultivators.
In another place, a purple demonic claw that stretched out of nowhere was fighting a rock giant that was hundreds of feet in size.
That rock giant was actually a secret technique performed by more than a dozen Golden Core stage cultivators combined.
Zhang Ling just happened to see this scene clearly, and he couldn't help but take a few more glances, noticing that the dozen or so Golden Core stage cultivators were wearing the same white robes.
"It seems to be a disciple of the Earth Spirit Sect, a major righteous sect."
In an even more distant location, the ground on the west city wall was surrounded by a purple-red demonic mist. Inside, strange hissing sounds constantly emerged from bizarre purple demonic scorpions.
At a glance, there was a dense mass of them, and the cultivators there were all massacred.
The demonic scorpions did not distinguish between friend and foe, and all the cultivators nearby, whether human or Winged Demon race, were devoured.
Those scorpions are Purple Demon Scorpions. Zhang Ling recognized them, having seen an introduction in some of the alien demon race's classics he had collected. They are a gregarious type of demonic scorpion, extremely ferocious.
Like those who used some kind of strange supernatural powers or secret techniques, none of them were weak.
Zhang Ling roughly glanced around and considered it an eye-opener. There were now tens of thousands of cultivators fighting in the city.
However, somewhat amusingly, none of the nine of them dared to provoke.
They encountered several Nascent Soul stage old monsters fighting along the way, and they all avoided them when they saw them.
Even the Nascent Soul stage cultivators of the same camp were surprised to see them.
"Haha, I've stopped them. Fellow Daoists, quickly join me in killing these two," At this moment, a burst of wild laughter came from the front, as Stone Fellow Daoist of the True Yang Sect finally stopped the ugly youth and Dongfang Ya.
This Stone Fellow Daoist, not knowing what secret technique he had used, suddenly greatly increased his escape speed and ran ahead of Dongfang Ya and the others. With a wave of his hand, he offered a golden bronze bell.
With a loud boom, the bronze bell directly turned into a golden light, covering Dongfang Ya and the others.
Elder Tian, Old Ghost Griffin, and the others immediately besieged them.
Zhang Ling glanced at Dongfang Ya with a complicated expression and helplessly threw out three flying swords to attack the ugly youth.
The ugly youth and Dongfang Ya naturally would not sit still and wait for death. Even though they were trapped, the ugly youth did not show the slightest panic.
Instead, he roared loudly. "Quickly join me in using the Holy Demon Divine Power."
As soon as he said this, he spat out a ball of purple light. It spun around in front of him and instantly divided into dense purple runes.
Dongfang Ya also spat out a ball of purple light, gloriously turning into a piece of rune, but the color was as black as ink.
The purple magic patterns and black magic patterns were entangled together, protecting them within.
Zhang Ling and the others' attacks attacked there, and were inexplicably bounced away. It possessed special defensive properties.
Fellow Daoist Shi's expression sank, and he increased his attack intensity.
Elder Tian released a blue flying knife, which turned into a huge water snake.
Old Ghost Griffin shuddered, and a strong corpse aura emanated from his body. He clapped his hands together, and a ball of gray-white corpse fire rose in his hands.
Old Poison Cloud let out a sharp whistle, and more than a dozen green beetles floated out in front of him. Each one was half a person tall, like giant ladybugs. As soon as these beetles were released, they let out ear-piercing strange cries. The green spots on their shells flashed with a strange green light, creating a strange green mist. It looked like it would be highly poisonous.
The ninth-order demon cultivator, Fire Old, also had a tattered grass fan in his hand. With a gentle fan, the fire spiritual power in his body instantly gathered into a large bird with colorful feathers. Although it was just a phantom, it looked majestic, like a phoenix.
It cooed softly and rushed out.
Although Zhang Ling was unwilling to fight Dongfang Ya, now that the two armies were at war, he naturally could not help but contribute.
The three long swords he had released earlier condensed into sword lights that were more than ten feet long under the urging of the magic arts.
The Xuan Tortoise, who had always stayed not far away, spat out a ball of black ice, waved his hand, and the cloud of ice expanded to several feet. The sound of piercing through the air continued, and huge ice cones rushed out from inside.
The momentum of their nine people attacking together was naturally extremely great.
Dongfang Ya and the others looked like they were holding their strength and were not weak. But they would never resist.
Sure enough, those magic patterns they released also changed at this moment. The purple light and black light were constantly intertwined and expanded, gathering into a giant phantom that was hundreds of feet high and covered in purple and black.
Upon closer inspection, the phantom had two heads and four arms. Although it was blurry, the aura it emitted was extremely strong.
Zhang Ling glanced at it and was shocked. This was very similar to the Brahma True Demon, an ancient demon that invaded this world in the ancient times.
A drum sound suddenly resounded in everyone's ears. Everyone's spiritual power felt a little violent, with a feeling of being difficult to control.
It turned out that the ancient demon phantom was holding a treasure that flashed with strange spiritual light in each of its four arms. One of its arms was holding a crimson small drum, and a burst of crimson sound waves came from it.
"Eh, could it be the alien demon race's inherited treasure, the Red Cry Drum, all fellow Taoists be careful, don't be affected by it." Fellow Taoist Wei saw this scene, his eyes flashed red and reminded him.
Zhang Ling was also shocked and quickly guarded his mind, suppressing this special feeling.
At this moment, everyone's attacks fell towards Dongfang Ya and the others, but seeing the ancient demon phantom, another arm shook gently, and another magic weapon it was holding released a golden spiritual light. It was a black gold giant ring.
Countless black light and shadows were densely covered around, blocking everyone's attacks.
Immediately following the ancient demon phantom, the treasures held in the other two hands also released their power. A purple long sword, a horizontal sweep, countless sword lights pressed towards everyone.
The last treasure was a cyan token, and the starlight was released, making people unable to open their eyes.
The yellow sand flowing outside Zhang Ling's body condensed into a sand wall, blocking the rushing sword light.
Immediately following the sudden flash of a dazzling cyan light, the surrounding environment changed, and it actually appeared in a forest.
"Not good, illusion." His heart sank, and he threw out the Yellow Luo Umbrella to reinforce a layer of protection.
But no attack arrived, but he heard a loud bang.
The ancient demon phantom, one of its heads raised, spit out a ball of demon fire, and directly refined the golden bronze bell that trapped them, breaking free.
The huge figure followed closely, turning into a cloud of magic, wrapping Dongfang Ya, the two wanted to escape again.
The illusion in his eyes disappeared in an instant, as if nothing had happened.
"Just destroyed my ancient treasure, don't even think about escaping." Until his face turned black, the golden spiritual power in his body surged wildly, his figure immediately rose a few points, a layer of golden scales covered his body, his feet slammed into the sky, the entire sky shook, turned into a streamer, and rushed over.
A dazzling golden light flashed, and countless golden fist shadows bombarded the past.
Obviously he was enraged.
Another dull drum sound in the magic mist, Fellow Taoist's attack, before it fell into it, was shaken into golden powder in mid-air.
But after this moment of delay, the attacks of Elder Tian and others surrounded the magic cloud again.
"Fellow Taoists, don't hold back, these two are not weak, if you can't keep them, what face do we have." Elder Tian's cold voice came. With a flick of his hand, a white light turned into a white light wheel, injecting spiritual power into it, the white light wheel instantly turned into a huge Falun(法轮: Dharma Wheel) with a diameter of more than ten feet.
Fellow Taoist Shi was even more rude, roared, and also changed into a magic weapon of golden Ge(戈: halberd) with sunshine flashing.
The others naturally did not hold back, a body of spiritual power surged wildly.
Their attacks just now were fierce, but in fact they did not attack with all their strength.
Now seeing that Dongfang Ya and the others were strong, they naturally did not want to stay.
After all, there were nine of them, and only two enemies.
Another drum sounded in the magic cloud, turning into a crimson sound wave. The sky was shaken and distorted.
Obviously Dongfang Ya and the others also knew their situation.
However, the new round of attacks has not yet officially started.
Zhang Ling heard a huge flow of water, and a glance at his eyes, he found that the ground below had become a water light.
A scan of his divine sense again, his face sank. Yanhsia City was full of water and light.
It was a stream of black water, as if it was coming out of the ground, and the rise was very fast. At this time, half of Yanhsia City was submerged.
What's going on?
He had a bad feeling in his heart. Under these senses, it found that the black water below was not ordinary water. Just seeing a strand of green light flashing inside, it was actually Yin water. Exuding a strong yin evil spirit.
Many of the monks who were originally fighting on the ground seemed to have not reacted, and were directly submerged in it. A burst of screams.
This is definitely not right. He had never heard that there was a Yin River under Yanhsia City. Could it be that the alien demon race made it?
"What's going on, why are there so many Yin evil black water below." Fire Old also noticed the changes in the city at this moment and opened his mouth.
The other people naturally noticed the situation in Yanhsia City at this moment after this reminder. The color of his face also changed.
With a few loud bangs, suddenly, a blood-colored beam of light rose not far away, followed by several blood-colored beams of light soaring into the sky.
This immediately alarmed all the cultivators in Yanhsia City at this time. Whether they were low-level cultivators or Nascent Soul old monsters, whether they were human or alien demon cultivators, they all turned their heads to look.
Many people also stopped fighting, watching this scene in amazement.
