Amid the shouts of the red-clad old woman and the yellow-robed young man, both filled with disbelief, the purple-robed old man and Li Yan also struck at the same instant.
A long saber appeared in Li Yan's hand. Its entire body glowed red, and the moment it emerged, the temperature around them, which had just dropped because of the sinister wind, immediately turned scorching hot.
This was a fire-attributed magic treasure used by Void Refinement cultivators. With Li Yan's special spiritual power poured into it, its fire attribute became even stronger, perfectly countering the cold yin aura.
"So many ghostly yin souls!"
Looking at those twisting black shadows, Li Yan saw that they were shockingly ghostly yin souls, rushing toward them amid waves of bone-chilling cold...
Of the four, the purple-robed old man looked the ugliest. But as soon as he acted, Li Yan and the other two understood why.
What the purple-robed old man produced was actually a pair of butterfly short blades. Such magic treasures were generally used more often by female cultivators and were rarely seen in the hands of male cultivators.
When the purple-robed old man swept the pair of butterfly blades around himself, a ring of white mist immediately appeared around him. This was precisely why his expression had turned so grim.
His cultivation method clearly followed the yin-soft path, and the sudden attack by these ghostly yin souls was of the same nature as his own power.
If he wanted to disperse these ghostly yin souls, he could forget about using opposing attributes. Especially with spell techniques unusable here, he could only forcefully suppress them by constantly increasing the spiritual power he poured in.
Yet doing so would consume far more of his spiritual power than the others. That was absolutely no good thing!