"What? It didn't die? What's going on?" At that moment, Mo Yunfeng and the other two were all stunned. Their attacks had clearly reduced the five people inside the formation to ashes, yet those shattered figures swiftly turned into gray paper scraps and flew back together!
"Third Brother, what exactly is going on?" Yang Ye asked, his face full of shock. This was undoubtedly the strangest thing he had ever witnessed in all his years!
If it had been some other astonishing occurrence, they might not have been so horrified. But coming back from the dead was absolutely unheard of. They had spent their entire lives researching how to achieve eternal existence, only to witness such a power today. Unfortunately, it belonged not to them, but to their enemy.
"No, no... Why is this happening? What went wrong?" Ji Lingfeng's expression flickered with uncertainty, as though he had sensed some contradiction too unbelievable to accept.
"What the hell is going on?" Mo Yunfeng shouted.
At that moment, Lin Chen's attack was already closing in, yet his sword had been blocked by five mid-stage Soul Formation cultivators. This completely disrupted his offensive rhythm. If he could not break through this Thousand Mountain phantom, he would have no choice but to switch from offense to defense!
"From those five, I can sense both the aura of life and the aura of the dead. It's extremely strange. I don't even know whether they count as living beings!" Yang Ye said with his eyes tightly shut, shaking his head from side to side as he strained to sense the five within the Thousand Mountain phantom.
"What do you mean? Living corpses?" Mo Yunfeng asked.
There was little time left. As he spoke, Mo Yunfeng exerted force again. Countless tiny golden swords erupted with sword