A hundred streams of Dharma Power were consumed.
A hundred lines of the People-Crossing Scripture came to an end.
The old man who had lifted a palace maiden's skirt moments ago turned into an infant, then vanished completely.
With a thought from Wang Quan, the First-Turn Outer Elixir instantly replenished his Dharma Power.
He continued chanting!
Bili bili!
Jili gulu!
In the hall, some Yin Spirits noticed it expanding steadily and immediately smiled.
They swarmed forward, working in a flurry of hands to inscribe Daoist characters and write Daoist Scriptures in the blank spaces.
Just as they finished writing one line, a second blank space appeared.
Then a third... a fourth... a fifth...
Every tea's worth of time, another blank gap appeared.
A tea's worth of time...
Two hours...
Six hours...
The hall expanded bit by bit.
The Yin Spirits repeatedly entering the Great Tomb's many layers could clearly sense the evil within growing weaker.
They cleared it out faster and faster.
One Yin Spirit exclaimed excitedly, "I feel like I could sweep through the ninth layer all by myself."
"Everyone, should we team up and head to the Tenth Layer?"
The many cultivators who had been blasted apart by the Second Form General last time all shook their heads. "No!"
"That general is a freak. One punch nearly obliterated my Yin Spirit. I wasted so many resources repairing it!"
The Yin Spirit was quite disappointed. "I wonder how those dozens of experts who descended in their physical bodies are doing now."
"Can they kill that Grand General?"
At that moment, the cultivators physically present in the Tenth Layer wore grim expressions as they deployed their abilities and fled.
Because:
After clearing out the ordinary evil in the Tenth Layer, they had faced the second-stage general again-and suffered another crushing blow.
The general had three heads and a hundred arms, and seethed with murderous intent.
He easily saw through their many illusions and crushed their thunderfire in his hands. Countless spells struck him, exposing white bones and breaking bones and sinews.
Yet a moment later, the surrounding black mist burrowed into his body, restoring him completely.
Every tea's worth of time, everyone could feel the second-stage Grand General weakening.
But the weaker the Grand General became, the more violent he grew.
Under his onslaught, the dozens of physically present cultivators exhausted every trick they had and were reduced to a sorry state.
"Everyone, we can't hold on!"
"Let's get out first!"
"No! That fellow who knows the People-Crossing Scripture is weakening the Great Tomb's power. What would it look like if we ran away now? What would the other cultivators think of us?"
The physically present cultivators fell silent.
Any cultivator capable of descending into the Second Layer in their physical body had at least a thousand streams of Dharma Power, a Yin Spirit on the verge of becoming a Yang Spirit, and was a powerful qi-refining cultivator who [cultivated both nature and life].
Their foundations were several times stronger than those of cultivators who could only descend as Yin Spirits.
Now, despite Wang Quan repeatedly weakening the Great Tomb, they still could not finish the job. That was rather humiliating.
They gritted their teeth, some releasing First-Turn Outer Elixirs to replenish their Dharma Power, others swallowing pills, and continued battling the Second Form Grand General.
Two hours...
Four hours...
Six hours...
The Second Form General grew weaker and weaker, and so did the physically present cultivators.
Just then, the Second Form General suddenly let out a low roar, transformed into a streak of black smoke, and shot skyward, disappearing from the Tenth Layer.
At first, the physically present cultivators rejoiced. They could finally catch their breath.
But a moment later, their expressions changed drastically:
"This is bad! He's left the Tenth Layer. Which layer will he return to?"
They hurried out of the Tenth Layer, intending to ask the other Yin Spirits whether they had seen the Second Form Grand General.
But as soon as they returned to the hall, they saw a dense crowd of frightened, restless Yin Spirits.
"What happened?"
Seeing the physically present cultivators' pale faces and wounds covering their bodies, the Yin Spirits grew even more panicked:
"We were clearing out evil just now, but suddenly got forced out!"
"I was in the fifth layer, and I was suddenly forced out too."
"I was in the third layer!"
"I was in the Second Layer!"
The physically present cultivators' expressions shifted slightly at this. Ignoring the Yin Spirits, they shouted, "Has the fellow Daoist who knows the People-Crossing Scripture come out?"
At those words, the Yin Spirits froze.
They looked around, searching for Wang Quan.
But everyone's features were hazy. They could not see anyone's face clearly or identify them.
At that moment:
One physically present cultivator rushed to the entrance of the First Layer. "Everyone, spread out and enter the First Layer. Find that fellow Daoist immediately."
"Once you find him, bring him out at once!"
The next moment, he tried to charge into the First Layer.
But:
A sheen of black light appeared over the First Layer's door, forcibly blocking him.
The physically present cultivator flew into a rage. With a low roar, he rubbed his hands together, and a fist-sized ball of golden thunderfire appeared.
Boom!
The golden thunderfire blasted the door.
Black smoke roiled across the door, but it still refused to open.
"Attack together!"
The door was actually formed from the Great Tomb's power, so they attacked without restraint.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
The Yin Spirits attacked furiously.
The dozens of physically present cultivators seized the time to recover and ready themselves.
Some cultivators released treasured gourds, spraying spirit spring water over them to cleanse the evil from their bodies.
Others released bright mirrors whose light accelerated the healing of their wounds.
Once the physically present cultivators had mostly recovered, they too unleashed their many abilities and attacked furiously.
The same spells were several times, or even more than ten times, as powerful in their hands as in those of the other Yin Spirits.
Boom!
Boom!
Boom!
Thunderfire rained down furiously as though it cost no Dharma Power, blasting the black smoke into rolling clouds that steadily dissipated.
Yet the door simply would not open.
Drip!
Drip!
Drops of sweat fell from the physically present cultivators' foreheads. "This is terrible!"
"We... let a cultivator who knows the People-Crossing Scripture become trapped in there!"
"If word gets out, the others might kill us!"
At that moment, they were filled with regret.
Had they known, they would have entered the First Layer with Wang Quan, no matter what.
"Keep blasting!"
"Attacking the door weakens the Great Tomb's power!"
"Perhaps we can buy that fellow Daoist inside the Great Tomb a little time."
The Yin Spirit cultivators also sensed that something was wrong, so they attacked furiously.
Some Yin Spirits even withdrew to call their friends, summoning Yin Spirit cultivators near the Drowning Dao Lower Court to come inside.
"A cultivator capable of putting an end to the Great Tomb has accidentally become trapped inside it."
"Come help, quickly!"
"If we don't help, once he dies, we may never have any hope in our lifetimes of leveling the Great Tomb and expanding our foothold in the Second-Layer World!"
Messages went out one after another.
Most of the Yin Spirit cultivators who received them set aside what they were doing and immediately entered the Second-Layer World.
For a time, the number of Yin Spirits in the hall rose exponentially.
One thousand...
Two thousand...
Three thousand...
Five thousand...
Of the Yin Spirits within ten thousand li who received the message, nearly a third descended.
Yet although more and more Yin Spirits arrived and their attacks grew ever more frenzied,
Every cultivator knew:
Even several thousand of them bombarding it for an entire day and night might not match the effect of Wang Quan completely cleansing a single evil entity with the People-Crossing Scripture.
At that moment, many of them shared the same outlook: do all that lay within human power, and leave the rest to Heaven.
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