Zhao Ziren's mind was clear, and the intuition that arose in that instant approached the sudden premonitions of a Nascent Soul Great Cultivator. Yet, looking ahead and behind, he found nothing amiss. He could only rein in the thought and set it aside for now.
"Husband, what is it?" Madam Jin could not help asking when she saw Zhao Ziren suddenly stop.
Zhao Ziren said, "Nothing. Let's hurry."
Amid the tangled chaos in the Sea Market Ward, someone finally discovered, to their astonishment, that the righteous cultivators had come to attack.
To the Grassroots Rogue Cultivators who knew nothing of the truth, these righteous cultivators were truly divine troops descending from heaven, arriving without the slightest warning.
They had found the Sea Market's true location just like that, then launched a straightforward assault on its grand array without any fancy tricks.
The entire market ward suddenly shook violently. Amid tremors that seemed to rock heaven and earth, an enormous clam-shaped figure reared high.
This was a false manifestation produced through Qi-Contained Manifestation, already possessing something of the substance of a Nascent Soul Dharma Form. Over a thousand zhang tall and equally long, it was even larger than the Dharma Forms of ordinary, newly advanced Nascent Soul cultivators.
Everyone saw the countless ghosts flowing through its figure, beings akin to the Chang Ghosts kept by tiger demons in the mountains.
Over its nearly ten-thousand-year existence, this Clam Demon King had hunted and devoured the essence, spirit, and souls of who knew how many people to create such a vast population of ghost monsters. Now, at last, it revealed them all before the righteous cultivators.
At the center of its shell, a dark, unfathomable vortex appeared, resembling a black hole. Within it surfaced a mass of golden radiance, roughly a zhang across.