What followed was indeed just as the old ghost cultivator had said. In the several forks they had encountered earlier, only one Ghost Lord guard had appeared each time. But from then on, every appearance brought two or even three guards.
Although the canyon was not particularly wide, it still stretched ten to twenty zhang across.
Following the old ghost cultivator's instructions, Qin Fengming brought out the Six Yang Array. Lured in by the old ghost cultivator, the two cooperated with each other to slaughter the guards that appeared. Their speed was astonishingly fast.
Even so, the mid-grade Spirit Stones in Qin Fengming's arms were being consumed at an increasingly rapid pace.
After turning through another fork, Qin Fengming finally experienced the power of the illusion array for the first time.
Just as Qin Fengming followed close behind the old ghost cultivator into the mouth of a canyon, he suddenly felt his feet grow light. Although there was still a canyon before him, Qin Fengming knew that he had finally stepped into an illusion array.
The old ghost cultivator reacted swiftly. Though he did not know this secret in detail, he was very clear about when he had entered an illusion array. Thus, the moment he entered, he immediately reminded Qin Fengming, "Little Friend, quickly set up the array. We are about to face an attack from several ghost creatures."
With a wave of his hand, six array flags shot toward the area more than ten zhang around them.
Just as Qin Fengming finished setting up the array, loud roars suddenly rang out from the dense Yin mist ahead. The cackling sounds were horrifying beyond words. From the roars alone, Qin Fengming judged that there were at least eight ghost creatures.
Following the roars, the thick fog twenty zhang ahead