Ghost Box
As Guixu was filled with void rifts, the transmission of all kinds of information was inevitably somewhat intermittent and unclear, making it very difficult to judge the situation. Yu Ci delayed for a time before rushing over, and by the time he arrived, the battle was at its fiercest.
In a void ruin much like the preceding Grand Luo Hall, Hua Xifeng and Wang Jiu stood back-to-back—this stance sacrificed footwork flexibility, but in Guixu, which was riddled with void rifts, it was a very smart approach.
The sword qi radiated by the two late-stage returning-virtual cultivators swept across a radius of one li, forming an almost gapless circle that shredded the soul-like monsters attempting to charge into their sword qi perimeter. The numbers of these ghostly entities were massive, coming wave after wave without a single moment of rest.
Yu Ci glanced around from the periphery. At first, he thought they were sword ghosts or the like, but then he realized he was wrong. These ghostly monsters did not possess the intensely Gengjin sword qi of sword ghosts; instead, they shifted between real and illusory, lacking solid forms, somewhat resembling the feeling of the "Azure Void Demonic Shadow" outside the mountain gates.
Er, does Lord Wujie rather like pets like this?
"Of course not!" Xuanhuang cried out. "What is going on? Can this kind of ghostly entity even enter Guixu?"
By this time, those ghostly monsters had already discovered the newly arrived prey, emitting chirping ghost cries as they split off into a batch and lunged forward. Yu Ci was most experienced with things of this sort. Using the method of breaking evil and delusion with sword qi, he waved the Nine Luminaries Dragon Abyss Sword Talisman. Where the brilliant light reached, more than a dozen were struck