The soul energy was like thick gray mist, vast and churning as it rapidly spread outward in waves that towered to the heavens, completely submerging the area around the enormous altar.
"Not good. This is Soul Slaying Mist. It can prey on the mind and soul. Everyone, be careful."
As Mahayana cultivators of the True Ghost Realm, Holy Lord Nie Po and Blood Charm Holy Lord immediately sensed the familiar aura and cried out in alarm.
Soul Slaying Mist was an energy that controlled the essence soul, an attribute energy that every ghost cultivator refined.
Zou Rui had used the Blood Sea of Ten Thousand Spirits to refine them, so he was naturally a ghost-path cultivator. It was no surprise that he cultivated Soul Slaying attribute mist. It was just that the Soul Slaying Mist that had suddenly surged forth was far too dense, making Holy Lord Nie Po and Blood Charm Holy Lord, two top ghost-path Mahayana cultivators of the True Ghost Realm, instantly tense.
"Last time, Zou's Ten Directions Spirit Slaying Altar was damaged by the power of the interface. When I refined it anew, you lot schemed against me again. Without Spirit Slayers to command, how could you have won? Now, I shall let you try the terror of these Spirit Slayers, which have been refined by the Ten Directions Spirit Slaying Altar for more than a hundred thousand years."
As his voice rang out, countless essence-soul ghost creatures appeared around the six people.
The essence souls took all sorts of forms. Some were demon beasts, while others were humanoid. They were packed densely together. The instant they appeared, they immediately blotted out the vast mist around the six top Mahayana cultivators.
Each essence-soul ghost creature radiated a different level of aura. Fearless of death, they flew