At that moment, Daoist Qingshan picked up the compass in his hand again and formed another hand seal.
Then came a low shout:
"Soldiers, warriors, fighters, all arrayed in formation and advance. Western White Tiger, Mysterious Yin position, by decree!"
At the command, the compass needle spun rapidly.
The fiendish and corpse miasmas around us began densely surrounding and attacking us.
"Roar, roar, roar..."
The roars rang out without end.
Most of them were formed from illusory black mist, but a small number were real fiendish miasmas and corpse ghosts hiding among them.
Therefore, every battle had to be handled with care.
Even the insubstantial black mist could still harm us. That was the most disgusting part.
As a result, even though Pan Ling possessed Yin-Yang Eyes and could see that they were all illusory black mist, she still had to react physically or risk being injured.
Under such circumstances, everyone kept fighting and slashing.
We waited for Daoist Qingshan to determine the direction, then find a way to break the array.
About thirty seconds later, the compass needle in Daoist Qingshan's hand suddenly stopped.
The location had been determined.
Daoist Qingshan immediately said:
"Front left. The White Tiger position is at the front left!"
The moment Mao Jing heard that, he immediately said:
"Everyone, push forward to the left!"
Hearing that, Master raised his hand and struck out with his palm.
"Thunder Method: Profound Force Palm Thunder!"
The palm strike blasted out.
With a thunderous boom, lightning flashed and arcs of electricity danced as it shot straight toward the front left.
Most of the corpse miasmas and evil ghosts ahead to the left were instantly blasted into black mist.
But seven or eight were real. After wailing "woo, woo," they either turned into phosphorescent flames and black smoke or