That power was only about as strong as the Minor Deity, the Green Ghost of Templefront Village, whom Tang Changsheng had once faced. Even if it was somewhat stronger, the difference was limited. Faced with this situation, turning the tables would be difficult!
Yet Tang Changsheng had underestimated what the Territory Lords of the Southern Borderlands could do. How could they have gained a foothold in such a dangerous place without a few tricks up their sleeves?
Suddenly, the whole land seemed to come alive again. Gust after gust of fresh wind swept through, scattering the mist in an instant.
The Stone Screen Territory Lord had taken command from within his Spirit Realm. Wielding authority over this land, he unleashed his power and drove away every trace of the poisonous fog.
"The power of the Divine Way truly is extraordinary!" Tang Changsheng murmured. This alone set it apart. An expert of the Manifestation Realm would be no weaker than the Stone Screen Territory Lord, but would have found this difficult to do.
Yet no sooner had the poisonous fog dispersed than the wolves and Ghost Creatures launched a ferocious attack.
They charged in and sprang at the warriors, clamping their jaws around throats and dragging their victims to the ground.
Even amid such bloodshed, not one of the Barbarian warriors dared retreat. Their families and homes lay behind them.
A wolf had barely brought one warrior down and sunk its teeth into his throat when another warrior thrust his spear into its soft belly. Blood immediately poured out.
Almost the next instant, another wolf caught that warrior by the calf and dragged him to the ground. Refusing to give in, he grappled with the wolf and rolled across the earth.
At last, the warrior staggered to his feet, drenched in