"That is a good idea." When Lady Lan heard it, a strange light flashed through her beautiful eyes, and she immediately voiced her agreement.
As for Wang Peng, aside from his outstanding cultivation, his mind could only be considered average, so naturally he had no objections. The matter was settled just like that.
"Chu Zhou, I'll leave this matter to you."
"Yes, this disciple respectfully obeys your decree."
Chu Zhou gave a salute and withdrew with a bow. He was indeed shrewd and capable; from the two hundred people, he selected a quarter of them, then rubbed his hands together and took out a small pale-yellow flag. With a gentle wave, rosy light flickered on the left, and a crack split open out of thin air. The fifty cultivators filed in one after another. A short while later, the fissure closed, and that spot became empty once more.
Lin Xuan watched this scene with a calm expression, but his thoughts were surging. After obtaining Mysterious Mechanism Insights, although he had not had time to study it in depth, he had carefully read through the formations recorded inside several times. Though illusion restrictions were only a side branch among formations, their power and use could not be looked down upon.
For the Chu family to set up such a formidable illusion formation here so easily, and merely use it as support, it seemed the strength of this foremost cultivation clan in You Province was still far beyond what he had imagined.
Lin Xuan was absorbed in his own thoughts when suddenly a cry filled with both shock and anger entered his ears: "Not good! The fierce ghosts are here."
The crowd stirred in commotion.
"What are you panicking for? When soldiers come, send generals to stop them; when water comes, pile