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Amid the shroud of red mist, a surge of energy even more tremendous than before suddenly welled up. As horrifying wails rang through the air, one tangible Yin-soul ghost cultivator after another appeared within their spiritual sense.
Although those figures could not compare in number to the millions of Yin souls from before, the oppressive might they revealed was several times greater than the aura of those hundreds—or even tens of millions—of low-level Yin souls.
"Fellow Daoist Qin, those Ghost Kings equivalent to the Immortal Lord realm have all developed intelligence. To slaughter these ghost creatures, our previous methods will no longer suffice. We will have to fight them ourselves. It is just that there are far too many late stage Ghost Kings who have appeared this time.
"Still, with the two of us, it should not be too difficult. Rest assured, Fellow Daoist. Now that these intelligent ghost creatures have appeared, there should not be another large group showing up within the next few months. As long as we kill the several thousand ghost creatures before us, we can calmly wait for the next wave."
Looking at the many mighty ghost creatures emerging from the strange red Yin mist before him, Venerable Brown Tiger's face briefly flashed with shock, but it quickly vanished. Pointing at the many ghost cultivators concealed within the ghost mist, he spoke calmly.
Venerable Brown Tiger had participated in this sort of interception against Yin ghosts more than once, so he naturally understood the patterns of their attacks.
The last time, he alone had faced the Yin ghosts as an Immortal Venerable cultivator. With Qin Fengming at his side now, he naturally felt much more at ease. As long as Qin Fengming brought out that talisman formation, killing twenty or thirty Ghost Lords