"Making trouble?" Myriad Ghost Ancestor, wreathed in Black Mist from head to toe, gave an angry snort. His gray-black robe whipped and rustled, though there was no wind.
At the same time, Black Mist broke into strands of Black Qi. The strands kept bursting outward and spreading, splitting from one into two, then two into four. In just a few breaths, the whole world changed color. The sky for several miles around was filled with countless wisps of Black Qi, sometimes hazy, sometimes clear, blotting out the sky and covering the earth as they formed a gloomy, sinister space. Seen from above, it resembled a vast, rolling mass of dark clouds. No matter how fierce the sunlight, it seemed unable to pierce through.
Anyone caught inside saw only a dense, shifting tangle of Black Qi. They could not see more than a few dozen meters ahead, and their divine sense could not penetrate the layers of obstruction, trapping them in a cramped space. The temperature plunged. By their ears came waves of piercing, shrill wails and howls, sending chills through them and making their hair stand on end. Those with weaker cultivation could not stop their legs from trembling, and some nearly fell from their Flying Magic Tools.
"Netherworld Great Law!"
Withered Bone had not expected Myriad Ghosts to unleash the Netherworld Great Law without a word, transforming the surroundings into a Netherworld space. Shock and fury crossed his face as he cried, "I never thought your Netherworld Great Law had reached such a level, Myriad Ghosts. But we have no grudge between us. You came pounding on my door for no reason at all. Do you really think I'm easy to bully?"
"Withered Bone, stop pretending you don't know what's going on." Myriad Ghost Ancestor summoned another Myriad Ghost