On the essential path through Crying Ghost Gorge, the sides were swept by Yang-baleful gangwinds wrapped in Spirit-Devouring Mists. Countless ordinary ghosts, spirits, and demons who entered it had their souls scattered to the winds.
Whenever the Immortal-Demon Battlefield opened, the immortal army garrisoned this place as one of the checkpoints that the ghost realm army found hardest to cross. A majestic fortress lay across the canyon, with flocks of ghosts weeping and howling, which was how Crying Ghost Gorge got its name.
However, the Yang-baleful gangwinds of Crying Ghost Gorge were not unceasing either. Every few decades or so, these Yang-baleful gangwinds would weaken for a period of time.
Although gentle breezes still blew through, they were no longer enough to affect the movements of the ghost realm army. The Spirit-Devouring Lingzhi, misty-cold grass, Xunyang fruit, and baleful-Yang roaming spirits inside Crying Ghost Gorge became the reasons why countless ghosts flocked there.
As for the fortress occupied by the immortal army, because it blocked the ghosts' demands in this respect, it also ushered in the most difficult trials.
Over the past several thousand years, the immortal army fortress had already experienced hundreds of large and small trials, not to mention countless bloody battles with the ghost tribe army.
The majestic fortress stood tall, its mottled outer walls filled with all manner of claw marks and the traces left by slashing sabers, swords, and battleaxes. This displayed the frequency and intensity of past warfare.
Outside the fortress, another seven giant pillars stood upright. Some were like scorching suns, emitting light that made it hard for people to look at them directly.
Some were like rolling ripples, from which various musical rhythms constantly drifted out. Others emitted a blue halo, inside which a surging tide churned.
These seven giant pillars had