The shrouding black mist was gradually dissipating. The illusory evil entities before our eyes were also gradually breaking apart, turning into wisp after wisp of ethereal smoke and dust.
At last, we had broken the Yin-Yang Formation.
Everyone revealed excited expressions and began shouting.
"It's broken! The formation is broken!"
"My martial granduncle is freaking awesome!"
"Hahaha, well done, Xiao Jiang!"
"With the Yin-Yang Formation broken, let's charge down and kill the Leng Family villagers!"
"Avenge our Tenth Brother!"
"They killed our Flying Dragon Hall brothers—they must die!"
"..."
Everyone shouted, their morale soaring.
But as the surrounding black mist dispersed and everything around us became clear, I still understood that the intensity of the battle had not diminished.
The true bloodbath was only just beginning!
Once the black mist dispersed, the real evil entities began to emerge.
Looking down, I discovered that behind the black mist, an unknown number of evil entities had already gathered.
They drifted through the air, filling the sky and forming a wall of ghosts and evil spirits that blocked our view. We could not see the village below at all.
Aside from the floating ghosts and evil spirits, the ground was also packed with corpse fiends and zombies with their arms raised.
They had all remained motionless, as though they had been waiting for this moment—waiting until we broke the formation before attacking and slaughtering us.
It had to be said that Yellow Springs Valley, with its thousand-year inheritance, truly possessed a deep foundation.
Even in this era of dwindling spiritual power, Yellow Springs Valley still contained so many high-level vicious ghosts, corpse fiends, and zombies. Its sinister nature was plain to see.
But today, no matter how dangerous or difficult it was, we had to level Yellow Springs Valley and rescue Auntie and