When strange energy fluctuations appeared within Yellow Springs Valley at that moment.
Everyone present felt an extremely intense sense of oppression, a pressure like the crushing force I had felt when I had first entered the sect and faced the vicious yellow-clad ghost.
The pressure squeezed in from the outside, crushing both the body and the mind. The sensation was exceptionally unbearable.
Even with my current cultivation, I felt the same way.
"Th-this feels awful!"
Uncle Yu was the first to speak.
Tian Yong clutched his chest as well.
"I feel like I can't breathe either!"
"What's going on?"
"What powerful sinister energy!"
"A formation! There's a formation inside Yellow Springs Valley!"
Pan Ling suddenly spoke up. She had seen something different.
Everyone gasped.
A formation meant trouble.
They were not afraid of fierce souls, evil ghosts, corpse fiends, or savage zombies.
But a formation diagram was exceedingly troublesome.
Once a formation took shape, it was no longer something mere fierce souls and evil ghosts could compare to.
If they could not find a way to break the formation, they could very well be worn down or trapped to death.
"Miss Pan, what kind of formation is it?"
One of the Clear Wind Immortals asked.
Pan Ling looked equally bewildered. She had only recognized that it was a formation, but she did not know what formation it was.
She shook her head.
"I don't recognize it. I only saw that the formation is taking shape."
The moment Pan Ling finished speaking, a whirlwind of black mist suddenly rose within Yellow Springs Valley.
It sprang out of nowhere, howling as it blew upward from below...
As the black whirlwind emerged, our vision was instantly shrouded. We could see less than ten meters ahead.
We could no longer see the Leng Family