The Jiangshi opened its mouth, and a glob of extremely foul-smelling mucus shot towards the side of Tang Tian's face. A brilliant light flashed in Tang Tian's hand, and a crimson long rod, about two fingers thick and half a man's height, was summoned.
Blood-red runes flickered on the crimson long rod. As soon as it was summoned, it produced a series of "zi zi zi" sounds upon contact with the surrounding yin and cold air currents. Immediately, some strange, dark green liquid dripped to the ground, causing Li Yan and the others following behind him to feel the surrounding chill greatly reduced, and their bodies also felt much more comfortable.
The crimson long rod transformed into a soul body that was neither a flood dragon nor a python, with a head like a cat's face. As its body twisted, sparks flew in all directions, like brilliant fireworks. The soul body with the cat-like face saw the green-furred Jiangshi opposite it, and a look of great joy, just like a human's, appeared on its face.
Disregarding the foul-smelling mucus that was already in front of its forehead, its long body continued to surge forward like a wave, instantly wrapping that glob of mucus within it. A cloud of gray smoke rose with a "chi" sound and dissipated in the air. And this strange soul body with the head of a cat and the body of a flood dragon-python did not slow down. In the next moment, it had wrapped the somewhat clumsy, green-furred Jiangshi that was pouncing with all its might.
Amidst the roars of the green-furred Jiangshi, "chi chi chi..." sounds were incessant. A large amount of smoke rose from the Jiangshi's entire body, and it became thicker and thicker. The green-furred Jiangshi's body was as tough as refined steel and its strength was immense, capable of splitting steles and shattering rocks. In its pain, its thick arms grabbed the flood dragon-python's body. With a loud shout, it tore with all its might, and a look of pain also appeared on that cat's face.
But its body was only stretched and thinned by a foot, and it still firmly coiled around the green-furred Jiangshi's body.
Tian Denghu, standing at the back, forgot his surroundings for a moment, his mouth wide open, watching the battle in front of him. That green-furred Jiangshi's level had already reached the ninth layer of Qi Condensation. If he had been the first to face it, he might have been corroded to the point where not even his bones remained by that mouthful of mucus.
Before he could continue watching, Wu Yizhen's reminder came from the side, "Junior Brothers, be careful!" As she spoke, she had already acted.
Although she was blocked by Tang Tian, an infant in a red dudou with a greedy look on its face had already pounced towards her. At the same time, it let out a piercing infant's cry, which made one's mind dizzy.
Hearing Wu Yizhen's reminder, Tian Denghu was startled. At the same time, he felt a yin wind above his head. In his Divine Sense, he saw a mourning staff wrapped in white cloth striking towards the crown of his head. An old man's face full of resentment and poison appeared on the mourning staff. As it opened its mouth, it said something sternly to Tian Denghu, which had already made Tian Denghu's face turn pale.
And Li Yan, who had entered last, just swept his Divine Sense and took in everything in the tomb. They had entered a corner of the tomb. As far as the eye could see, they were all in a wide tomb. About two hundred zhang away from him, a passage appeared in his Divine Sense. From there, ghost creatures were constantly pouring out, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws as they pounced out.
At this time, at least fifty to sixty Underworld Ghost Creatures had appeared in the tomb, fighting in six or seven battle groups. Fang Guangjun, who had entered first, was surrounded by more than ten ghost creatures. Although he was at the Foundation Establishment stage, those ghost creatures were all ferocious and fearless of death. Their attacks were accompanied by howling yin winds. For a time, Fang Guangjun's face was ugly. In a few breaths, although he had killed a few close-range ghost creatures, he could not immediately break free.
And the Feng family members were also fighting with ghost creatures one by one, their spells flying and explosions sounding continuously. Now they could no longer hold back and think about sealing these ghost creatures. They could only hope to scatter their souls as quickly as possible. Otherwise, they would be the ones to die.
Their small team, as soon as they entered, had instantly attracted six ghost creatures, which surrounded them. Fortunately, among the ghost creatures that came over, only two were high-level Qi Condensation ghost creatures, and the other four were still at the sixth or seventh layer of Qi Condensation. But this was already significantly higher than the level of those ghost creatures outside the tomb.
Li Yan glanced at Tang Tian. The crimson long rod was a fire-type spirit treasure. It had transformed into a strange beast and was tightly coiled around a green-furred Jiangshi. At this time, Wu Yizhen also summoned a white Jade Purification Vase. From the mouth of the vase, gusts of light white mist that refreshed one's mind sprayed out. As this mist sprayed out, the surrounding ghost creatures, amidst their sharp cries, dodged one after another, not daring to touch it at all.
"As expected of the disciples of Falling Star Valley. The items they carry are either rich in Yang energy or treasures full of life force. These are the bane of Underworld Ghost Creatures."
Li Yan could see at a glance that the iron rod in Tang Tian's hand was a fire-type spirit treasure of extreme yang, while the Jade Purification Vase summoned by Wu Yizhen was a wood-type spirit treasure full of life force. For the two of them to produce two spirit treasures as soon as they acted was considered quite wealthy. In Li Yan's view, this was already rare among Qi Condensation disciples.
Actually, this was still Li Yan's lack of deep familiarity with alchemy and artifact refining sects. For a sect like this, even if it was a second-rate sect, the wealth of its disciples was often comparable to that of an ordinary first-rate sect. Alchemy and artifact refining were the two most profitable skills among the hundred arts of immortal cultivation. Which cultivator could do without medicinal pills and spirit artifacts, or magical treasures? Tang Tian could already start a furnace for alchemy. Even if it was just ordinary first-rank pills, it could still earn him a lot of extra income every month.
With these two spirit treasures that countered yin souls and ghost creatures, Li Yan could see that the few ghost creatures around them could not cause much harm to Tang Tian and the others.
Just as Li Yan's thoughts were racing, two ghost creatures had also pounced on him from the side. It was unknown if Tang Tian did it on purpose or if he was busy dealing with the highest-level ghost creature. He dodged the other ghost creatures that attacked him, and two of them instantly got behind him.
All of this happened extremely quickly. Tian Denghu, in front and to the side of Li Yan, had a look of fear in his eyes. He was already being beaten back by that mourning staff. Seeing two more ghost creatures attacking him and Zhang Ming, he hesitated for a moment, and his body shot out diagonally, pouncing to the left of Tang Tian in front. In an instant, Li Yan was left alone, caught in a pincer attack by two ghost creatures.
And at the same time, there was a big gap behind Tang Tian and the others. Tang Tian and Wu Yizhen had effectively exposed their backs to the attack range of three ghost creatures.
"Stupid!"
A sharp glint flashed in Tang Tian's eyes, and he immediately wanted to kick the pouncing Tian Denghu back. Although he had intentionally tested Zhang Ming just now, he had also thought that with Tian Denghu and the other person defending the rear, they would at least not be in immediate danger when facing three ghost creatures. So, he had let one more ghost creature pass. He wanted to take the opportunity to see how Zhang Ming would handle it and to see his true cultivation level. Even if Zhang Ming's strength was not good, with two people against three ghost creatures, they wouldn't perish in a single exchange.
Unexpectedly, this Tian Denghu was so incompetent. As soon as he saw one more ghost creature, he immediately hid by his side, instantly breaking a large hole in their defensive circle.
'What a fool! He even insisted on following. Who said a fight has to be one-on-one!'
Tang Tian even had the thought of killing Tian Denghu in his heart. With such a temperament, what could he do even if his cultivation was a little higher? He would never amount to anything.
And Zhang Ming, who was left at the end, seemed to be in a daze for a moment when he saw the two ghost creatures approaching. But then a wooden longsword appeared in his hand. In his haste, his body turned to the side, and with a "ding," the longsword in his hand had grown by several tenths.
Amidst the flashing red light, the wooden longsword had collided with the single arm of a Jiangshi with only half a body remaining. At the same time, Zhang Ming's body dodged to the side and down, and he also shot out from under a large foot that was kicking horizontally towards him. The floating large foot was on a bare thigh with no body, just a thick, long leg coming at high speed out of thin air.
The thigh was covered in long, thick black hair, each as thick as a little finger. And near the inner side of the thigh, a white eyeball was glaring fiercely at Zhang Ming.
"He's quite agile. Has he cultivated martial arts from the mortal world?"
Tang Tian was a little surprised to see Zhang Ming react so quickly, that in a fight with one ghost creature, he had dodged the combined attack of another with his swift movement skills.
At the same time, a surge of aura erupted from Tang Tian, forcing the approaching Tian Denghu to a halt and then retreat.
"Are you trying to die? If you bring the ghost creatures near me again, I'll kill you!"
Tang Tian looked back at Tian Denghu coldly. Fluidly, he drew a line with his hand, and a talisman drifted like lightning toward the large foot that was taking advantage of the opening to kick at him.
Only then did Tian Denghu react. Just now, he had subconsciously been afraid of the scene of several ghost creatures pouncing, and then he had dodged. He didn't expect that this action would reveal his cowardice in the eyes of others. On the other hand, that Zhang Ming, whose cultivation was lower than his, had instantly started fighting with the ghost creatures without any sign of retreating.
This made Tian Denghu, who had come to his senses, his face flush purple. In a muffled voice, Tian Denghu rubbed his hands together, and a scorching fireball shot towards the mourning staff that was following closely behind. The resentful old man on the mourning staff also let out a "huo huo huo" sound, and a cold wind blew from its mouth towards Tian Denghg. When the cold wind hit him, Tian Denghu felt his soul wanting to leave his body...
Twenty breaths later, the tomb ghost creatures in the field of vision of Tang Tian and the others had all been scattered and had fled, leaving only a terrifying mess of ghost creature limbs and green liquid on the ground. With the help of Fang Guangjun, a Foundation Establishment cultivator, sixty to seventy percent of the nearly one hundred ghost creatures that had poured out from the passage had died. The remaining ghost creatures had fled back into the passage.
And the ghost creatures that fled back were obviously much higher in spiritual intelligence. They already knew what fear was, and of course, they were also the higher-level ghost creatures.
In the battle just now, Li Yan had barely managed to kill one ghost creature. His body was soaked in sweat, and he looked like he was running out of magical power. Tian Denghu's face was pale, and his steps were a bit unsteady. He had fought with all his might just now and had finally killed two ghost creatures. It was just that because of his earlier cowardice, the mourning staff had taken advantage of his weakness, and he had accidentally inhaled some yin ghost qi. Now, although he had taken a pill, his soul was still somewhat eroded.
Now his whole state was extremely bad, but his momentum had returned, and his gaze towards Zhang Ming was once again filled with arrogance.
As for the Feng family, there had been casualties. One person had died, and three were seriously injured. And this was with Fang Guangjun going all out. The main reason was that in this wave of attacks just now, a total of seven Great Perfection of Qi Condensation ghost creatures had appeared, and their attack directions were scattered. Fang Guangjun couldn't break free in the first instance. With the ghost creatures having a huge advantage in numbers, even if the Feng family disciples fought desperately, casualties occurred in a few breaths.
Looking at the mangled and bloody corpse of the Feng family disciple spread all over the ground, including Wu Yizhen, a look of lingering fear flashed in the eyes of several female cultivators. Several Feng family disciples had looks of grief and indignation, and they all looked towards the passage in the corner of the wall.