The instant I sensed such violent yin baleful energy, I tensed up.
The pressure of this aura had definitely reached the Spiritual Wisdom Realm.
This newcomer could not be underestimated.
Not only that, the rune-covered black stone before Zhang Yunfei suddenly underwent a change the moment that voice appeared.
With a buzzing boom, intense yin baleful energy erupted from it as well.
Black mist visibly rippled through the air. Even Zhang Yunfei, who had reached the middle stage of the Strength Soul Realm, and Pan Ling, with her level of cultivation, could not withstand it.
With a cry, she was sent flying to the ground.
"Niece!"
Zhang Yuchen cried out in alarm.
"I-I'm fine!"
Zhang Yunfei clutched her chest and slowly climbed to her feet.
She was not seriously hurt, merely knocked away by the yin baleful energy.
Sure enough, it was just as Master had predicted.
The people here could use this Feng Shui formation to control the yin baleful energy gathered here, gaining additional strength and means of attack.
Master glanced at Zhang Yunfei. Seeing that she was unharmed, he turned his gaze toward the building.
"You've got some nerve. I'll cripple you soon enough!"
As Master spoke, the black shamans' souls crawled out of their bodies.
The moment they appeared, Zhang Yuchen charged in with his sword.
Several loud bangs rang out as several black shaman souls were cut down, their souls scattering into nothingness.
"Damn it, do you have a death wish?"
As he spoke, another wave of violent energy appeared.
An old man in a long black robe walked out of the main building.
He looked to be in his sixties or seventies, with a full beard and graying hair.
He was short and stocky, holding a bone staff.
Filled with rage, intense sinister energy