A thick, foul stench of blood surged up with the sound of ghosts weeping, as though dragging the entire Luo Xian Lead Boat into the Yellow Springs of the Netherworld!
Although the clusters of gray-black True Fire covering the lead boat shrouded its enormous hull in a blazing ring of flame,
many Yin Spirits still charged fearlessly to their deaths, enduring the agony of having their souls burned to ash just to feast on a mouthful of the living flesh aboard!
For a time,
all manner of sounds rang out in ceaseless confusion.
Ghostly howls, crackling flames, clashing metal, startled cries...
It was as though a thunderstorm had suddenly swept in, snapping fine trees and stripping banana leaves.
Only fierce explosions thundered in their ears, shaking their blood numb and stunning their souls!
Under the Earth Abyss ghosts' suicidal assault, even though the clusters of gray-black True Fire released by the Luo Xian Lead Boat possessed extraordinary power,
and any ordinary fiend that touched so much as a wisp would have its body torn apart as easily as tofu, then burned into a drifting strand of ghostly smoke,
with so many swarming like ants scaling a city wall, some inevitably slipped through the net, breaking through the ring of fire and making it aboard the lead boat.
In an instant,
blood spread its stench!
Foul winds pressed close!
Pools of crimson fluid flowed from unknown places, staining the decks and halls a horrifying color. Then, like flies drawn to blood, they spread along the corridors, breaking open the doors of the cabins in the boat's towers one after another.
With a brief, sharp cry of alarm, an uproar broke out within the Luo Xian Lead Boat.
The cultivators each employed their own methods.
Some breathed fire, their Talisman Artifacts dancing