Hao Banyun and Zong Liao had long been acquainted with the others. They had fought side by side and aided one another before, facing formidable enemies together. Although they had chosen different paths now, neither side truly bore a life-and-death grudge against the other.
The seven Mahayana cultivators from both sides gathered together and led the remaining Profound Tier cultivators slowly toward the enormous abyss.
Facing the swelling, gradually weakening dirty dust mist, none of the dozen or so people spoke.
Facing the enormous, pitch-black abyss that their divine senses could not probe, everyone could feel the vast fluctuations of restrictive energy filling it.
What kind of formation had been laid out within? Several Mahayana cultivators furrowed their brows tightly, unable to make a judgment.
"Such a massive formation, relying on the energy of the Nether Soul Yin Mist as well, could not have been arranged by Profound Ghost alone. It seems that most of the formation here was arranged with the help of others. Several people with extremely high Formation Attainment and Rune Attainment have indeed appeared in the True Ghost Realm, and three of them even reached the Mahayana stage. Yet afterward, they suddenly vanished without a trace, and no one knew where they had gone..."
Yuan Ming slightly furrowed his brows and suddenly spoke.
"Brother Yuan Ming, are you saying that the restrictions here may have been created by the few formation grandmasters recorded in the ancient texts? And after they completed the arrangement, Profound Ghost killed them here?" Saint Ancestor Qiliang asked, his eyes flickering.
As soon as he asked, his expression had already changed dramatically.
He suddenly thought of Profound Ghost Saint Ancestor's usual schemes and methods: decisive in slaughter, ruthless in judgment. If he had once summoned people with extremely high Formation Attainment and