The old dean sighed softly, his expression slightly dark. He moved his lips twice but said nothing more.
At this moment, Taoist Priest Ling Yunzi took out a compass with his left hand and held it aloft.
The needle on the compass spun wildly without stopping, and atop the horsetail whisk, grey gas continuously gathered, quickly turning the snow-white tip jet black.
In Xu Hao's eyes, the Qi Force around Ling Yunzi's body was concentrating at the tip of the horsetail whisk to counter the evil energy.
If evil energy was considered the Yin extreme, then the Qi Force cultivated by Ling Yunzi could be seen as the Yang extreme. It was like two magnets, where the Yin and Yang Extremes attracted each other fiercely when brought close together.
The nature of the Qi Force cultivated by Ling Yunzi was of the pure Yang type, and almost all Taoists were the same. Therefore, the higher a Taoist's cultivation, the more capable they were of breaking powerful formations.