Splash, splash-
A cold wind swept through boundless mist and miasma. Dark clouds pressed almost against their heads, and hardly a living thing could be seen. Aside from raindrops falling into the muddy marsh, there was not a sound.
Holding the Heavenly Gang Mace, Xie Jinhuan carefully searched the surrounding world, but after a long while, he had sensed only the formation's presence and still had not located his target.
The boat that had brought them stopped outside the formation's range. Big Ice Lump and the others waited aboard.
Xie Jinhuan had originally come to investigate alone, but the White-Haired Immortal had appeared from who knew where. Clad in glittering Golden Armor, she hovered in the rainy mist with her hands on her hips, putting on the air of a master taking a junior out for experience.
Although she looked thoroughly confident, the White-Haired Immortal clearly had not found their target either. After failing to bluff him out, she knitted her brows. "This old devil is so cunning. Looks like I'll have to show some real skill! Sister A Piao, where is he?"
"Hm?"
Xie Jinhuan had thought the White-Haired Immortal was about to unleash some mighty move. Discovering that she was asking for outside assistance left him rather speechless, but he had not figured this place out either, so he also turned to the all-capable A Piao. "What formation is this?"
Ye Hongshang clearly still had not gotten over being laughed at to her face yesterday. Like an angry mother, she turned her head slightly and gave a little-
"Hmph." Ignoring Little White-Hair, she looked only at Xie Jinhuan. "The Mystic Baleful Soul-Calamity Formation. The Corpse Ancestor's handiwork. Both you and Golden Little Potato carry excessive Demonic Baleful Qi. It's very easy for you to lose control of your