At the same time, a series of violent explosions echoed from the space that Zhang Ling had previously left.
The entire space was filled with blood-red ghostly mist, which condensed and formed countless blood-colored whirlwinds that rampaged incessantly.
From within the blood mist, one after another demon ghost emerged, each possessing considerable strength. There were ashen gray wraiths, as well as countless emerald green ghost fires that coalesced into illusory, gigantic ghost heads, emitting mournful, eerie laughter.
Even more bizarrely, the ground throughout the space seemed to be flowing with blood, constantly bubbling. Tendrils of flesh continuously broke through the soil, exuding a dense aura of bloodlust.
As soon as the blood-colored tentacles emerged from the ground, they fused together, transforming into thick, blood-colored serpents.
Currently, only three cultivators remained in this space, surrounded by these demon ghosts, their situation precarious.
The three were the gray-haired elder from the four great families and the Confucian scholar. The remaining person was Tu Fei, whose expression was extremely grim.
As for the beautiful woman, Venerable Kumu, and another member of the four great families, they had already perished.
These events had transpired in the span of a tea's time.
Earlier, after witnessing Zhang Ling's departure, Tu Fei, although he had collected two treasures, was not satisfied and set his sights on Venerable Kumu.
Venerable Kumu was being besieged by three demon ghosts at the time. Taking advantage of the man's entanglement, Tu Fei used swift and decisive methods to instantly eliminate two of them.
Subsequently, he began to compete with Venerable Kumu for the remaining treasure-turned demon ghost.
He had hoped to seize another treasure, but during their struggle, the situation here changed. The originally thin blood-colored mist had become unusually dense without anyone noticing.
The white light barrier that had sealed the numerous treasures had also turned pitch black, transforming into black runes that sank into the ground.
What followed was the entire space being enveloped in blood-colored mist. It was only then that they realized the situation had drastically changed, but it seemed too late.
Then, an even more terrifying scene unfolded. Countless demon ghosts emerged from the large and small caves in the surrounding stone walls, all attacking them.
In an instant, they were trapped in place. The countless demon ghosts attacked them while simultaneously devouring each other.
The remaining demon ghosts, originally transformed from the treasures within the white jade pagoda, underwent mutations under these circumstances. They continuously devoured the blood-colored ghost mist, and their strength soared, each comparable to a seventh-order demon beast.
Chaos erupted instantly, and two people were killed in the blink of an eye. The remaining people, seeing that they were all preoccupied with their own safety, wanted to escape this place, but the countless surrounding demon ghosts forced them back.
Among these demon ghosts, there were also some whose strength reached the high-order level. This delay resulted in the current life-or-death situation.
At this moment, only the three of them remained.
In one area of the blood mist, white light shone brightly. A silver sword light swept out, erupting in a series of sounds, instantly slaying thirty to forty gray-green wraiths.
In front of Tu Fei, sword lights flew out from the Hidden Sword Box like flying snakes, constantly attacking the surrounding demon ghosts.
Whoosh!
Suddenly, a roar came from behind, and several blood-red tentacles swept over with baleful aura.
Tu Fei's hands moved rapidly, forming a series of sword incantations that struck the sword box. Instantly, dozens of silver sword lights converged in the middle, forming a giant flying sword, which danced and transformed into a silver sword wheel, instantly tearing the tentacles behind him into pieces.
But before Tu Fei could catch his breath, a white, ghastly huge leg bone, as thick as a bucket, came crashing down on him from the left.
Tu Fei dodged and appeared several feet away, avoiding the blow. But then, a bright light appeared before him, and clusters of giant fireballs, the size of wheels, had already filled the surroundings, charging with a whooshing sound.
Tu Fei's face turned pale, and he cursed inwardly, hastily patting the sword box. A large expanse of spiritual light flashed, and countless silver sword rays swirled around him.
The fireballs crashed down with a series of booms, filling the air with smoke and dust. Suddenly, a silver light sword, ten zhang long, slashed out horizontally, instantly shattering countless fireballs, and a figure rushed out.
But before he could steady himself, a strange hissing sound came from the front, and a large patch of white phosphorescent fire lit up. A giant ghost head with a single horn on its head, a red face, and black hair, spewed out a yellowish hurricane from its huge mouth.
The pressure of this hurricane immediately blocked Tu Fei's footsteps. Cracking sounds erupted within the hurricane, and foot-long wind blades appeared, sweeping over with the sound of tearing through the air.
For a time, half the sky was filled with the sound of wind howling. This was a flying skull ghost comparable to a seventh-order demon beast. Naturally, Tu Fei did not want to face it head-on and immediately turned to dodge.
But the surroundings were also filled with other demon ghosts, greatly restricting Tu Fei's movements. It was because of the restraint of these high-order demon ghosts that he could not escape this place for the time being.
Not far away, another battle was also surrounded by a large number of demon ghosts. It was the gray-haired elder, the strongest of the four great families.
He was facing a black snake-like demon beast, but this snake demon was shriveled, rotten, and riddled with holes, exposing white bones in many places. Even more terrifying was the skull-like head, which emitted two clusters of ghost fire, and its whole body exuded a strong corpse aura.
This was actually a corpse monster transformed from the spirit of a demon beast corpse, a monster of the same type as the corpse bear in Zhang Ling's hands. This corpse monster was more than twenty zhang long and must have been a high-order demon beast before its death.
The snake demon corpse monster quickly swam in the air, and its long snake tail swept out, causing explosions in the nearby air.
With a loud bang, the snake tail slammed into the gray-haired elder. Instantly, the elder was directly knocked away.
Fortunately, the elder had a thick red light罩护罩护住了身前, which seemed to be unharmed, but the gray-haired elder's face was extremely ugly.
But he had to deal with the current crisis first. The red jade Ruyi in his hand shone brightly, emitting clusters of red spiritual light, which condensed to form rockets that swished towards the corpse monster.
The attacks of these rockets caused limited damage to the snake demon, whose body was hard. The main target of these arrows was not the physically tough snake demon, but the large group of low-order demon ghosts that were attacking nearby.
The low-order demon ghosts were not strong enough to withstand the impact of the rockets, and fifty or sixty of them were killed instantly.
But as the blood mist continued to churn, many more demon ghosts rushed out. For a time, even with the powerful strength of a late-stage Jindan cultivator, he could not get rid of the entanglement of these demon ghosts.
On the other hand, after Zhang Ling left the Blackwater Pool, he separated from the very intelligent white-haired giant rat and headed towards the outside of the passage.
Soon after, he passed through dozens of tunnels and came outside. Without hesitation, he directly drove his escape light and flew upwards.
