"Yes, Master!"
Eldest Senior Brother Jiao Chujun of Flame Cloud Sect, along with the second, third, and fourth senior brothers, dared not speak anymore!
...
"Netherworld Ghost General, come forth!"
Orthodox Zhengyi Temple Cultivator Nangong Zhidao's left hand had already completed the formation, and something was beginning to crawl out of a black hole beneath his feet!
"It's coming out! It's coming out! Everyone, look!"
"What is that thing?"
"Why does it feel so ominously chilly?"
"Could it be a corpse?"
"This is Moyun Temple; how could there be a corpse here?"
"Then what is that thing?"
A group of cultivators began to discuss the thing that was about to crawl out of the black hole.
"What a formidable evil magic!"
Sect Master Zhuge Junchen of Flame Cloud Sect, Head of Heavenly Mist Sect Mo Liqi, Head of Immeasurable Sect Taishu Yiqing, and Senior Brother Taishi Bao of Qingyun Sect had not seen such sinister magic for many years.