Zheng Yang and the other Deity Transformation Cultivators flew in different directions.
They first had to set up the formation to prevent the ghosts from escaping.
Before long, the four of Wang Qingshan appeared above a vast black bamboo forest.
"Blue Fellow Daoist, bury these Array Flags and Plates at those locations."
Wang Qingshan took out some golden Array Flags and golden Array Plates.
He distributed them among Lan Fukong and the other two, instructing them to bury them properly.
They were going to set up the Eight Gates Demon Locking Formation.
Its main purpose was to guard this Formation Eye.
Four Deity Transformation Cultivators would guard each Formation Eye, and there were eight Formation Eyes in total, scattered across different locations.
Guarding one Formation Eye earned them one million Spirit Stones and some Cultivation Resources.
The work was far too easy to pass up; otherwise, Lan Fukong would not have participated.
Wang Qingshan glanced around.
The distance was shrouded in Black Thick Mist, greatly restricting his divine sense.
"Fellow Daoist Wang, this is the depths of the Ink Yang Forest. This isn't ordinary mist, and it greatly restricts divine sense."
"Since we only need to activate the formation and trap the ghosts, we'll have completed our task. There's no need to worry."
Lan Fukong returned and spoke with a smile.
"Stay here. I'll go take a look farther away."
Wang Qingshan gave the order.
He felt that something was wrong, but he could not say exactly what.
He flew into the Black Mist.
Wang Qingshan's divine sense could extend three hundred miles. He had cultivated the Celestial Void Soul Forging Art to the fourth layer and mastered the Soul-Quelling Roar divine ability, giving his divine sense strength comparable to that of a Void Refinement Early Stage cultivator.
Wang Qingshan