Inside the blood mist-enshrouded pit, the air was originally filled with the aura of blood and evil.

    But as more and more evil spirits crawled out from underground, a chilling and penetrating cold wind began to blow within the pit.

    Guan Xiaoshun desperately unleashed his skills, attacking the group of evil spirits, fearing that they would get close.

    “So... so many ghosts...”

    The hands of the boy from the border town trembled under immense psychological pressure.

    All three were outer disciples of the Demon Refining Sect, and aside from practicing their cultivation techniques, they had almost never learned any proper offensive spells.

    Li Muyang and Guan Xiaoshun were Spiritual Planters and had only learned the 《Minor Cloud and Rain Technique》.

    Thus, they summoned wisps of white mist, and from within the mist, they unleashed fine bolts of lightning to strike down the evil spirits.

    Although the lethality was subtle, lightning happened to be the bane of ghostly spirits.

    The horde of evil spirits was continuously repelled, unable to get close.

    Li Yuechan hadn’t learned the 《Minor Cloud and Rain Technique》, so she could only use the most basic attack skill——compressing the spiritual energy within her body into a ball before releasing it, creating a wave of light to kill the ghosts.

    This crude and simple method of attack was generally not very powerful and consumed a lot of spiritual energy.

    That’s why Li Yuechan appeared exhausted after a short while and said she needed to rest, asking Li Muyang and the others to hold the fort.

    But Li Muyang glanced at his little sister and noticed that the girl didn’t seem as tired as she made out to be...

    He always felt that her tiredness was feigned... Was this little sister hiding her true strength?

    She had only started learning a few months ago. How could she possess such profound cultivation?

    Li Muyang’s thoughts raced with surprise.

    He too had been holding back, concealing his strength, and not appearing as tired as he seemed, which is why he noticed his sister also feigning exhaustion.

    But before he could ponder further, more and more evil spirits surged out from the underground pit.

    Although most of the evil spirits rushing towards the flags were weak, the sheer number of them coming in waves created a significant visual pressure.

    Guan Xiaoshun was dumbfounded: “Just how many ghosts are hidden underground!”

    At this moment, nearly every corner of the bloodstone mine was swarming with resentful spirits, a mass so dense that one couldn’t see the end.

    A conservative estimate would suggest tens of thousands of resentful spirits and evil ghosts crammed in this underground pit.

    Li Muyang was also somewhat alarmed.

    The main issue was that these evil spirits seemed endless, their numbers outrageously high.

    The purple light of the Soul Refining Formation continuously refined these spirits, dissolving them into nothingness.

    But the number of evil spirits in Li Muyang’s field of vision seemed to be increasing instead.

    The quantity of ancient remnants crawling out from underground was beyond imagination.

    Li Muyang glanced at the traces of the scene, feeling a chill in his heart.

    These traces didn’t seem to be the work of evil spirits...

    A sense of unease at that moment turned into reality.

    Li Muyang quickened his pace, no longer caring to conceal his strength, and dragged Li Yuechan and Guan Xiaoshun as he ran out.

    In the blood mist-filled and gloomy tunnel, visibility was extremely low.

    Although the entrance was filled with purple light, the walls, floor, and ceiling of the tunnel were crawling with resentful spirits.

    They tried to squeeze into the tunnel filled with purple light, eager to feast on the fresh blood of Li Muyang and his companions.

    The three ran through the tunnel densely packed with resentful spirits, as if walking on the main road of hell, with all they could see being the ferocious and vicious spirits.

    Li Yuechan let out a panicked cry.

    “It’s Sister Ning! Sister Ning has been attacked by a demon!”

    Ahead of them around the corner, a giant scorpion three zhang long ran through the tunnel filled with fierce ghosts.

    In the pincers of the giant scorpion was a woman, half-covered in blood and unconscious, unmistakably Ning Wan’er, who had been taken as a direct disciple by Elder Yan.

    Seeing this scene, Li Muyang fully confirmed that it was indeed the demons from Centipede Ridge causing trouble!

    These demons had bided their time for so long, only to strike now when thousands of ghosts surged from underground and Elder Yan was busy suppressing the remnants.

    It was likely that Elder Yan had also been attacked by them, which explained her sudden silence and no longer overseeing the Soul Refining Formation.

    In the blink of an eye, Li Muyang directly took out the Taiyi Dividing Light Talisman from his chest.

    “Rise!”

    A dazzling golden light flashed by, and thousands of golden sword qi burst forth, instantly striking the giant scorpion at the corner.

    The scorpion had intended to turn around and attack Li Muyang and the other two, but the moment it stopped, it was overwhelmed by the sky-covering sword qi.

    Amidst its agonizing screams, the now shapeless scorpion struggled to flee towards the depths of the tunnel, looking like it could breathe its last at any moment.

    Li Yuechan and Guan Xiaoshun were terrified by the grand spectacle of the simultaneous release of thousands of swords.

    “Brother... you... how are you so fierce?”

    Li Yuechan was dumbfounded.

    She knew her brother had hidden his strength, but she had no idea he had hidden so much!

    Was this the power a Qi Refining Realm cultivator should have?

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