Amid the swishing sounds, hundreds of tremendous attacks emerged within the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist.
Each attack contained an immense aura of ghostly Dao Qi. Some were as black as ink, flashing with dark, icy gleams; others were even more murky and bizarre, bearing down on the mind and soul.
These attacks could be said to be the most relied-upon techniques of the Ghost Lord cultivators. Although they were not aimed in the same direction, not a single one could be casually ignored by a late Nascent Soul stage cultivator.
Yet such attacks posed little threat to the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist.
Had all the attacks struck in the same direction, then even with the support of the Profound Yin Ghost Fire, the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist would inevitably have been torn open in an instant. But in their panic, the crowd had abandoned the formidable power of their combined attack formation and chosen to fight on their own. Against such attacks, the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist could display its mighty power to the fullest.
The crowd's attacks sank into the yin mist, and their speed immediately plummeted, their power greatly diminished.
With the powers of the two great ghostly secret arts stacked together, the attacks unleashed by dozens of Ghost Lord cultivators merely penetrated several dozen yards into the Ghost Devouring Yin Mist before abruptly shrinking and vanishing. Even the powerful treasures were stalled within the yin mist, scorched by the eerie green ghost flames until their spirituality was severely damaged and they could no longer be recalled.
Sensing the sudden change in their attacks, the dozens of ghost cultivators immediately turned deathly pale.
But just as the ghost cultivators inside the formation were shaken to their cores, a streak of eerie green silk suddenly appeared outside the enormous