At the same time, over a river in Yangzhou, black mist filled the sky, chilling winds swept through, the Nine Curves Yellow River Formation unfurled, curve within curve, revealing its mysterious creation, the eerie secrets of Yin turbidness.
Lingxuzi pinched a seal technique with his fingers, performing methods within the chilling wind, and as the seal changed, the wind howled like ghosts crying and spirits wailing.
Beside him were two other people, one was a middle-aged Daoist and the other a comely female cultivator. The Daoist raised a red pill, continuously releasing dark red energy, within which seemed to be countless particles merging with the black mist, causing it to spread and cast a dreadful aura skyward.
That female cultivator, however, held a Golden Bowl, from which faint Pure Light emanated, resonating with the turbid waters of the river. Each wave from the Golden Bowl made the muddy waves surge, as if the river stretched endlessly.
