But immediately afterward, Fu De, the Fu Household Clan Elder, shouted:
"Everyone, do not panic! Fellow Daoists who have not been afflicted by ghost power, please protect those beside you who have!"
"Give me just a moment, and I can dispel this ghost power!"
With that, Fu De took an Immortal Talisman from his sleeve and stuck it between his brows. Then he drew a sharp breath and opened his mouth, letting out an extraordinarily lifelike tiger roar.
"Boom!..."
The instant that tiger roar rang out, the talisman between his brows suddenly erupted with dazzling purple-golden radiance, enveloping all the cultivators who had fallen and could not rise.
In mere moments, all the cultivators who had been lying unconscious on the ground opened their eyes.
Seeing this, Xiahou You, in the small viewing pavilion at Spring Rain Pavilion, suddenly said in some surprise:
"Fu De can actually dispel the ghost power inside the blood mist formation with a talisman!"
Xiahou Qingyuan shook his head.
"He has not completely dispelled the ghost power, only suppressed it temporarily."
At the next table, Chu Xiaoxiao suddenly asked in great puzzlement:
"If Fu De had such a method, why didn't he use it earlier?"
Beside her, Zhang Moyan frowned as he explained:
"It wasn't that he wouldn't use it. Without other cultivators protecting him, he simply had no time to perform it."
Understanding immediately dawned on Chu Xiaoxiao's face.
"So that was it!"
As the two spoke, a thunderous boom rang out, and the seventeen teams broke through the fourth checkpoint of the blood mist formation at the cost of only three or four lives.
The ghost power that had descended within the fourth checkpoint then dissipated completely.
For a time, the Dragon-Slaying Persons charged the formation with even greater momentum.
"Rumble..."
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