Black water rumbled and spread throughout Yanhsia City.
In the high sky somewhere in the city, two powerful cultivators were confronting each other. One of them was surrounded by countless colorful petals, looking quite enchanting.
Old Demon Hundred Flowers stared at the opposing High Priest of the Otherworld Demon Tribe with an icy expression. "This is your doing."
High Priest Luo Ming did not answer the question. Instead, demonic energy surged from his body, and he stared strangely at the black water below.
Old Demon Hundred Flowers originally thought they had won a great victory in this battle, but as soon as he entered the breached Yanhsia City, he sensed a powerful aura.
It was a hidden cultivator of the same rank. Although he had expected it, he didn't expect it to really be this High Priest Luo Ming.
This person quickly attacked with thunderous means, killing two Nascent Soul cultivators on their side.
Old Demon Hundred Flowers couldn't stand idly by and immediately rushed over to confront him.
He didn't dare to let this High Priest act arbitrarily, especially now that all the cultivators were mixed together. If he wasn't careful, victory could turn into defeat in the blink of an eye.
Other Nascent Soul cultivators might not be able to reverse the battle, but Old Demon Hundred Flowers was extremely wary of this High Priest Luo Ming.
Although they were both at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, Old Demon Hundred Flowers admitted that his cultivation and supernatural powers were half a step weaker than this High Priest.
This old monster could be said to be a cultivator from the previous generation a thousand years ago.
At this moment, Old Demon Hundred Flowers naturally didn't know Luo Ming's thoughts.
High Priest Luo Ming was also caught off guard, and his face turned gloomy. He thought to himself, the city being flooded by yin water must be the work of the Ghost Cultivators from the Yan Sect.
But this was different from their plan.
He had personally witnessed these people setting up the Heavenly Ghost Formation before, which was an evil yin spirit array. Once activated, it would seal off the entire Yanhsia City.
Trapping the group of invading cultivators like turtles in a jar.
But at that time, there was no sudden underground black water like this. Thinking about it, Luo Ming flipped his hand, and a red communication talisman appeared in his hand to communicate with the Yan Sect Master.
In the next moment, Luo Ming's face was extremely ugly. The communication talisman only flashed with spiritual light and did not transmit any news from the other party.
He realized that the Yan Sect Master had not acted according to the plan.
At this moment, the several blood-colored light pillars rising from the water in the city suddenly vibrated violently.
The entire Yanhsia City also shook violently, and a shocking loud noise came from the center of the city. It immediately attracted everyone's attention.
There, the dark black water flowed and surged, turning into a water tornado several miles wide, rushing towards the sky.
Immediately afterward, Zhang Ling saw a red light flashing in the water, as if several blood-red beads had burst open. He immediately sensed a strong bloody aura coming from it.
The black water light was instantly dyed blood red, as red as blood. No, it wasn't dyed blood red, but it was indeed blood water.
"What's going on? Could this be a conspiracy of the Otherworld Demon Tribe?"
The human cultivators in the city also became panicked. At this moment, the entire Yanhsia City was flooded with black water. Many low-level cultivators were killed or injured. The remaining low-level cultivators were mostly at the Foundation Establishment stage, and they all manipulated their magical artifacts to fly into the air.
Many cultivators showed panic and shouted.
Suddenly, Zhang Ling's expression changed, and he noticed a purple light rapidly approaching from the west. It was an extremely fast escape light, and the figure wrapped inside was emitting a powerful spiritual pressure. It was actually a late-stage Nascent Soul expert.
He vaguely felt the aura of true demons lingering in the purple light. Without thinking, he knew that this person was a great cultivator of the Otherworld Demon Tribe.
The Elder Tian and others beside him also changed their expressions slightly, becoming nervous.
However, the purple light ignored the nine of them, passed by, and rushed straight to the blood-colored water tornado in the center of the city.
At the same time, Zhang Ling sensed another escape light following closely behind, with a similarly powerful aura. He breathed a sigh of relief because the cultivator following behind was their side's combat power, Old Demon Hundred Flowers.
"Fellow Daoist Yan, come out for this seat."
With an angry roar, High Priest Luo Ming rushed to the blood-colored water tornado, raised his hand, and shot a dazzling purple light ball into the blood water.
With a loud noise, the wide blood-colored water tornado was immediately blown in half. Countless blood-colored water droplets splashed everywhere.
However, the deep blood-colored water flow turned into an even wider blood-colored vortex. Green light flashed inside, and a strange black-red branch stretched out.
At first, it was only a small section, but it grew rapidly in a short period of time, becoming thick and breaking out of the water. It grew into a hundred-foot-high tree branch. It was bare, without a single leaf.
"What is the High Priest doing? This Sect Master's formation has been completed, and I am about to come out and solve these Nascent Soul cultivators with you to create a great cause."
A cold voice came from the tree branch.
Only three cultivators were standing on a certain tree branch.
"It's them." Zhang Ling also noticed the situation there. A sweep of his divine sense revealed that the three people seemed to be the ghost cultivators they had seen before. Sure enough, one of them was wearing a bronze ghost mask, and he was very familiar with the information. It was the ghost-masked youth who had fought with him.
Other cultivators also noticed these three people. The Nascent Soul cultivators on the human side sensed that one of them was also at the late stage of the Nascent Soul realm, and their faces became extremely ugly.
"Hmph, stop deceiving this seat. What's going on with this yin water you created?" Luo Ming questioned with a gloomy face.
"Haha, the plan has already succeeded, and this Sect Master has nothing to hide anymore." Sect Master Yan laughed loudly, and his voice suddenly became grand. "I am the current Sect Master of the Ghost King Sect. My Ghost King Sect has descended upon the world again today to give the cultivators of this world a chance to create good fortune.
Listen carefully, today this Sect Master will open my sect's inheritance secret realm, and sincerely invite all fellow Daoists, whether human or Otherworld Demon Tribe, to go there…"
Saying that, Sect Master Yan shouted loudly. "Ghost Gate, open."
He saw the ghost-masked youth raise his hand, and a green light flashed out, instantly rushing into the high sky and turning into a blood cloud.
A terrifying ghost laughter came, and a huge black shadow fell from it, carrying a powerful spiritual pressure.
Zhang Ling glanced at it, and his face changed. Because the falling thing was very huge, as wide as two or three hundred feet, like a mountain pressing down.
But this was not what surprised him.
Because he instantly recognized that this object was the ghost seal that the ghost-masked youth had sacrificed before. It had exerted its power and was several times more powerful than before.
The original dark green color of this treasure had also turned blood red. Between the flashes of blood light, the bottom of the ghost seal revealed many ferocious ghost phantoms and some mysterious runes.
Zhang Ling and others were not far away and flew outwards one after another, preventing themselves from being affected by the power of this treasure.
Even High Priest Luo Ming and Old Demon Hundred Flowers changed their expressions slightly and dodged the attack.
However, only a loud splash of water was heard, and this treasure directly smashed into the water. It didn't make too much noise, and it looked like a huge seal was stamped on the water.
The only magical thing was that the place where the blood-red ghost seal fell exploded with a thousand-foot-high splash of water. Countless blood-colored splashes of water flew in all directions at an extremely fast speed.
At this time, many cultivators in the city felt uneasy and ran towards the outside of the city.
However, the speed of the blood-colored water splash was extremely fast.
Although Zhang Ling and other Nascent Soul cultivators acted quickly, they naturally couldn't escape Yanhsia City in this moment.
Zhang Ling didn't know what was strange about these blood-colored water splashes and naturally didn't dare to let them get close. While fleeing, he activated the magic and scattered a piece of heavy yuan profound light, wrapping himself.
The Yellow Luo Umbrella was even urged by him to exert all its power, and the Heavenly Star Sand thickly surrounded him.
These blood-colored water splashes rushed into the outermost layer of heavy yuan profound light and were fixed in place. It seemed that they had no power.
Although Zhang Ling felt surprised, he also breathed a sigh of relief. He really swept the nearby Oriental Elegance, Fire Old and others, and did not receive any attacks.
He did not delay and flew all the way towards the outside of the city.
At this moment, the situation in Yanhsia City was unexpected, and these Ghost King Sect cultivators said they wanted to open some secret realm. He didn't want to be involved in it and wanted to leave as soon as possible.
As for the mission of their team, Elder Tian and others were probably no longer in the mood for it at this moment.
Sure enough, in his divine sense range, most of the cultivators were rushing out.
However, just as he flew out a hundred feet, Zhang Ling stopped with an ugly face. Because those splashing blood-colored water splashes all flew to the periphery of Yanhsia City and turned into mysterious blood-colored runes, flying in the air, sealing the entire Yanhsia City.
A rumbling thunder sound suddenly came from the sky. Zhang Ling looked up and found that the originally bright sky had gathered a cloud of yin, flashing with blue-purple lightning.
A terrifying lightning bolt fell, and immediately blasted a terrifying hole in the water flow.
Immediately followed by dense lightning falling down, some low-level cultivators could not avoid it at all and were killed instantly.
Even Nascent Soul cultivators had to be careful to avoid it.
"Not good, this seems to be a thunder tribulation." Fire Old, not far from Zhang Ling, changed his face and turned into a ball of flame, avoiding the falling lightning.
Zhang Ling did not dare to be negligent. Lightning flashed in his hand, and he released the Thunder Spirit Shuttle, directly using the Thunder Escape Technique to quickly rush towards the outside of the city.
Yanhsia City also has a hundred miles of range between the vertical and horizontal. Although the Thunder Escape speed is extremely fast, it will take more than ten breaths of time to cross.
I don't know if I can catch up. Moreover, there is also a large area of blood-colored runes on the outer layer. I don't know if I can break through it.
Zhang Ling was thinking in his heart when suddenly, several feet in front of him, the water splashed and exploded. It was not a thunder tribulation, but a black shadow rushed out of the water.
He quickly changed direction, dodged the impact, and swept his eyes to find that what rushed out of the water was a section of black-red thick tree trunk.
"The Yin Underworld River has been connected, the ghost gate is wide open, everyone, this sect master is waiting for you at the ghost gate."
A burst of laughter came from behind. Sect Master Yan, the black-robed female cultivator, and the ghost-masked youth were standing on the head of a huge serpent at this moment.
It was a huge one-eyed snake. Between shaking its head and wagging its tail, it rushed into the blood-colored water flow and disappeared.
Subsequently, the blood-colored water flow in the center of the city rolled frantically, forming a terrifying suction force. It turned into a terrifying water vortex, spreading outward, and the black water that spread to Yanhsia City began to flow backwards.
It was sucked into it at a terrifying speed, and it looked as if there was a huge cave underground.
The entire Yanhsia City was in a mess. The rushing water, the terrifying lightning, and the whistling strong wind were born.
Within a few breaths, Zhang Ling rushed to the blood-colored runes on the outer layer. Between the flick of his hand, seven flying swords turned into dense sword lights and attacked, trying to break a way out.
However, the sword light hit those runes and dissipated silently.
Zhang Ling threw out a black light, which circled in front of his eyes and turned into a black-red giant claw, injecting his whole body's spiritual power into it without hesitation.
The giant claw flickered a few times, constantly expanding, turning into a giant claw more than twenty feet in size. The sound of idiot bursting kept ringing, and the black bone giant claw was surrounded by black light.
"Break"
Zhang Ling whispered, and a giant claw grabbed it hard. This time it worked, and then a gap was opened in the blood-red rune.
He rushed into it with a happy face, wanting to rush out directly.
But just as he entered the gap that had been broken open, Zhang Ling's face changed, and he secretly said, "Not good"
The blood-colored runes on the left and right suddenly seemed to sense something, like butterflies flying, all rushed towards him.
Although he had several layers of protection on his body and was not injured, these runes stuck to his shield.
Zhang Ling felt a teleportation force, like standing on a teleportation array, activating the teleportation array. His body was wrapped in blood light, and he was teleported away in a flash.
The same situation was not only him.
Old Demon Hundred Flowers, and that High Priest Luo Ming. At the same time, they also broke a gap in the blood-colored runes. Rushing into it, they were also strangely teleported away.
Immediately followed by many Nascent Soul cultivators, also rushed into it one by one, and also disappeared.
Even some Nascent Soul cultivators saw that some people were strangely teleported away, and did not approach those blood-colored runes.
But the rumbling thunder and lightning kept falling from the sky, even if they had some means, they could not resist it for long. They could only rush into it and be teleported away.
After a short half-quarter of an hour, the entire Yanhsia City turned into a dead city.
Until after a while, those blood-colored runes became flickering and dim, and one by one disappeared, the thunder tribulation in the sky also slowly dissipated.
Looking at Yanhsia City, it has become a ruin. Even the giant mountain relying on the city center has been leveled for most of it.
The most special thing is that a huge cave appeared in the center of the city, and countless thick and strange branches grew inside, extending to most of Yanhsia City.
