At these words, everyone held their breath and focused.
Just as Xiao Ming had said, the phantom pain in the disciples' bodies dissipated.
Chen Hao looked around the main hall, then took a deep breath and explained to the Pure Yang Sword Sect disciples:
"This is the Thousand-Eyed Ghost Cry's ghost art, Ten Thousand Souls Lingering Execution. It can slice the flesh from any living creature that hears its ghostly cries, as though subjecting them to death by a thousand cuts."
"At the same time, it can trap their divine souls in an illusion of ghost arts, which can only be dispelled upon death."
"And even if these ghostly cries come from a projected image, they can still cause hallucinations."
"It's exceedingly uncanny."
Xiao Ye, whose gaze had never left the phantom image before him, suddenly spoke with a trace of horror in his eyes:
"But this Xu Taiping doesn't seem to be affected."
Hearing this, Xiao Ming enlarged the area of the phantom image where Xu Taiping stood.
Immediately, they saw a mass of purple-gold light centered on Xu Taiping, enveloping both him and the Golden-Winged Peng Bird.
Xiao Ming took a deep breath, then murmured:
"Barring anything unexpected, this should be the legendary true dragon forbidden domain power."
Xiao Ye said in horror:
"True dragon pure domain power can cover an area with a radius of three or four hundred zhang? Isn't its range supposed to be a little over a hundred zhang at most?"
With its legacy dating back to ancient times, the Pure Yang Sword Sect had naturally heard of true dragon power.
But that was precisely why Xiao Ye questioned it.
Sect Leader Xiao Ming shook his head.
"The Dragon Clan's true bodies measure more than a few hundred zhang. How could this true dragon