Breaking the Formation!

As the black-robed elder of the Chang Family made his decision, the Nine-Child Ghost Mother Formation suddenly shifted. The swords that had been hovering above the heads of everyone in the Han Family transformed into individual Ghost Heads, their faces hideous as they opened wide maws to tear into the Han clansmen.

"Ah..."

The Han clansmen struggled in agony, rolling across the ground.

The Ghost Heads bit down with ruthless force, sinking deep into flesh and bone. Their blood-red mouths refused to let go, greedily draining the vitality from their victims.

"Not good!"

Hearing the constant wailing and shrieking of ghosts echoing from all sides, Chen Changming immediately realized something was amiss.

Without a moment's hesitation, he charged into the depths of the Black Mist, attempting to locate the Han clansmen.

Along the way, Chen Changming struck at the formation repeatedly, quickly forcing cracks to appear in its structure.

Within two or three breaths, Chen Changming tore through a patch of Black Mist and arrived at the plaza.

Seeing the many Han clansmen being savaged by the Ghost Heads as they writhed in pain on the ground, Chen Changming struck without hesitation.

In that moment, he moved like a bolt of lightning flickering across the plaza; with every sword strike, he obliterated a Ghost Head.

As a powerful Body Cultivator comparable to the third level of the Nascent Soul Realm, Chen Changming's speed was terrifying, allowing him to annihilate all the Ghost Heads in a single instant!

However, Chen Changming had arrived a step too late; a large portion of the weaker Han clansmen had already been drained of their vitality and perished.

Because Chen Changming had prioritized saving Han Tianming and Han Xueyi, their injuries were not severe; they were merely suffering from extreme blood loss and were not