Since Poxiong and Little Swallow could both sense the Ghostly Fiends, Ling Tian wasn't worried about being surrounded by them. In fact, he was almost hoping it would happen. The Xue Family would suffer heavy losses, saving him and Little Swallow the trouble of having to act.
Of course, Ling Tian was also quite curious about how Xue Yang and the others would deal with the Ghostly Fiends. They had said they'd run into these things more than once while exploring ruins, so they should have already developed ways to counter them.
Ling Tian continued leading the Xue Family's people toward the Ghostly Fiends' encirclement.
About half a day later, as the group pressed forward, waves of icy air swept up from behind them, followed by a series of wails like ghostly cries. Then several Deathly Gray energy forms pounced at some of the Xue Family cultivators.
Almost instantly, those cultivators let out a string of shrill screams. Their bodies twisted, their faces turned as hideous as ghosts, and sinister energy radiated from them. Their skin split open, oozing what looked like pus and blood. The sight was utterly bizarre.
The cultivators then began attacking everyone around them in a frenzy, clawing and thrashing like mad beasts.
Caught off guard, several cultivators were badly wounded on the spot. Two or three even had their arms ripped apart, after which the possessed cultivators devoured them. It was savage and bloody.
Although the gravely wounded cultivators didn't die, Deathly Gray energy spread from their wounds. Under its invasion, the wounds became a blurry mess and gradually dissolved into pus and blood. A foul stench filled the air, making everyone gag.
This was Ling Tian's first time seeing how Ghostly Fiends attacked, and he was somewhat shaken. At last, he understood why Poxiong