A furious shout rang out, and everyone fell silent as cicadas in winter. Only then did many of them realize that if the four Yin Spirits and Ghost Immortals across from them lost their tempers, they would be the ones to suffer.
Of course, a few unruly souls believed there was safety in numbers. However powerful Tang Changsheng and the other three Yin God Ghost Immortals were, would they really dare kill them all?
So they started cursing. "What the hell are you so fierce for? I'm an Attendant of the Imperial Court, stationed here to guard Far Expedition Base! Who do you think you are, coming here and barking orders just because you're a little stronger?"
The man let loose, enjoying the words on his tongue. But before he could finish, his expression changed.
An indescribable authority suddenly rose from Tang Changsheng. The divine light around him flickered a few times, and sand and Stone flew in every direction as wind and clouds surged.
The wind thrashed the branches like countless Ghost Monsters waving their arms, reaching to seize something. Even the sky seemed to darken, while a woman's mournful weeping sounded all around them...
Such a sight would not frighten cultivators. But a whole mountainside swept by wind, with sand and Stone flying, was enough to tell any cultivator that Tang Changsheng was angry.
Summoning wind and rain, turning day into night—these feats made Tang Changsheng's level of cultivation unmistakable...
"True Person, please show mercy! Don't turn heaven and earth upside down!" someone cried out as he realized what was happening.
The others caught on and shouted with him. "True Person, please stop!"
As the sky grew darker, ghostly flames flickered into view. Far in the distance, a City seemed to stand there. In that instant, it was