Just then.
A compassionate invocation echoed between heaven and earth like the Great Dao's Resonance, like a tsunami surging into the sky, grand and righteous.
A plain, unadorned Ancient Dao Temple built entirely of bluestone appeared above the Great Tomb. The people of Dao Yi Holy Land had acted, suppressing these vicious Yin Soldiers with a supreme wondrous art of the Great Dao.
"Immeasurable Heavenly Venerable..." The Dao Yi Saintess's beautiful celestial voice rang out, every word clear as pearls and jade striking the ground, echoing beneath the vast heavens.
The Yin Soldiers had nowhere to hide. They rapidly turned insubstantial, then became mist. In mere moments, more than half of the thousands of troops and horses had vanished.
Her celestial voice flowed like water, cleansing all directions. Soldiers and horses scattered on the wind. When that moving voice faded, every Yin Soldier was gone. Even this stretch of space had been purified, peaceful and clear, with stars and moon shimmering overhead.
Many people drew sharp breaths, then could not help admiring her. Dao Yi Holy Land's methods truly were elegant and wondrous.
With a single move, the Dao Yi Saintess had purified thousands of yin spirits with her immortal voice, leaving everyone marveling.
"Boom!" "Boom!" "Boom!" ...
Yet immediately afterward-
Deep underground, the muffled drums sounded again.
Yin energy surged out, billowing like beacon smoke, instantly blotting out the stars and moon, black as an ocean.
Clearly, the Yin Soldiers and their horses were about to charge out again. The many cultivators on the surface paled. The underground Great Tomb was terribly dangerous; its yin spirits could never be slain to the last.
"Hum..." At that moment, a purple Palace descended from the sky.
Purple qi came from the east, speckled and hazy, with endless ripples of Dao laws