With no time to lose, everyone immediately elected Chu Tianshu as alliance leader, while the dozen or so Core Condensation cultivators, Lin Xuan included, took up the posts of elders. They summoned and tallied the cultivators gathered in the market town: there were more than twelve hundred in all. Unfortunately, most of them did not have high magical power, and about half were only low-level disciples of the Core Condensation stage.
Yan Chou Valley lay roughly two hundred li from this place and was a necessary pass on the road from Guiluo City to here.
The terrain was perilous. In ordinary times, the Chu family already maintained sentry posts here; now, they had chosen this place all the more to ambush the yin souls and ghostly creatures.
Lin Xuan and the other Core Condensation cultivators went on ahead. The others' escaping-light speed was too slow, and they still had some preparations and arrangements to make.
"Greetings, Family Head!"
The one standing guard here was an old man with white beard and white brows, yet his cultivation was only at Foundation Establishment Early Stage. Seeing Chu Tianshu arrive together with more than a dozen seniors, he naturally paid his respects with a grand salute.
"That will do. Chu Tuo, how are things here now?"
"Reporting to the Family Head, everything is well. However, according to the scouts' reports, the yin souls are not far from here. Judging by their flying speed, they should arrive in about half a day."
"Half a day?" Chu Tianshu furrowed his brows. "That fast? No matter. There is still time."
After saying this, he glanced at the several Chu family disciples following close behind him. "What are you standing around for? Set up the Kunyang Gold-Falling Array."
"Yes, Family Head."
The cultivators answered, each taking array