The Blood Demon's cold voice scolded, and the two Saint Realm experts, who had been struck down by the thunder, immediately rose to their feet and soared into the sky, heading straight for Li Xiaobai.
"Domain Power!"
"Yellow Springs Verdant Fall Divine Skill!"
Both invoked the Yellow Springs Verdant Fall Divine Skill simultaneously, and in an instant, the sky darkened and the earth dimmed; the Buddhist Sect was transformed into a realm of ghosts in the blink of an eye, with ghostly winds howling and wolves wailing, and an ancient city of the Yellow Springs manifested, just as Xueyuan had done previously during the Ice Dragon's arrival.
The Ghost Gate stood tall, with the River of Forgetfulness flowing by, and the Nether Shore Bridge stretched across both banks. An old woman was holding a bowl of steaming soup, watching every cultivator who passed by with a fixed expression on her face.