"Is this the true mystery of the Yin Mountain Formation?"
Earlier, Yi Song had mentioned that the mystery of the Yin Mountain Formation lay in its being an excellent place for nurturing corpses.
Lin Bai had believed then that this formation was by no means as simple as it appeared on the surface. There had to be other mysteries hidden within it.
Now, with the battle underway, the mysteries of this formation were gradually revealing themselves.
Lin Bai narrowed his eyes as he advanced toward the mountaintop, muttering under his breath, "There are countless Corpse Puppets here. Even if there aren't ten thousand, there must be eight thousand."
"Ordinary martial artists of the Corpse Refinement Sect simply can't control so many Corpse Puppets at once. Even the Corpse Refinement Sect's Saint would never be able to do it!"
"Moreover, even if the Corpse Refinement Sect's ancestors came here in person, they couldn't control tens of thousands of Corpse Puppets simultaneously, much less empower them with the strength of the 'Nine Refinements Corpse Refining Art.'"
Lin Bai drew a deep breath. "The true mystery of this Yin Mountain Formation isn't that it can nurture Corpse Puppets. It's that it can increase the strength of the person controlling the formation, allowing him to command countless Corpse Puppets and use arcane arts to enhance their power!"
A layer of gloom immediately settled over Lin Bai's heart.
If Lin Bai's guess was correct and the Yin Mountain Formation could enhance the abilities of the person controlling it, then as the Corpse Refinement Sect's Saint continued to unleash arcane arts, the Corpse Puppets here would only grow stronger.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh, whoosh...
Beneath the banners, streams of white smoke flew out once more. Before they could take the shape of human faces, they shot into