True Master Jun Shan lowered his head.
The already dried-up Spiritual Spring Creek's water was eroded by Evil Qi, and the reflected silhouette in the creek was also stained pitch black.
Blackness spread out.
He took a step back, and the next moment countless Evil Qi spouted from the creek beneath his feet, turning into a black pillar. The trees rustled wildly, and the black pillar rose from the ground and suddenly exploded in the sky.
There was no need to form seals.
With White Ghost's cultivation realm, forming a barrier only took a moment.
"Rumble."
The already dark and gloomy heavenly peak was completely enveloped in blackness. Mo Taoist and Joyful Zen Master looked up, seeing this world entirely swallowed by darkness. It began to rain from the top of the sky, and pitch-black ink trickled down, splashing acidic foul water onto the ground. The methods of White Ghost were indeed formidable... Even they felt a bit oppressed within this barrier.
