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Jiang Yu pondered:

"They haven't attacked yet, probably because they want to wait until nightfall when the yin energy is at its peak before they attack. We must take advantage of this time to rest and recuperate."

Jiang Yu asked Wu Yun:

"Angkor, the Demon Suppression Division is professional in dealing with demons and ghosts. Do you know of any methods to prevent the ghostly aura from invading cultivators?"

Wu Yun nodded and slowly said:

"Yes, there is."

He took out a book called "The Heart-Cleansing Manual" and said, "This is a technique specially used by the Demon Suppression Division to resist the invasion of the Ghost Realm."

Most of the members of the Demon Suppression Division have practiced it.

He glanced at the large group of independent cultivators:

"Let them study temporarily; although they won't be able to master it, it will buy them a few hours."

Then, he took out a bottle of pills:

"This is an exorcism pill that can temporarily expel the evil energy from the body and restore cultivation."

"However, this kind of pill is precious, and there are only twenty of them."

Guan Xi and Zhao Teng's eyes lit up:

"The Demon Suppression Division truly lives up to its reputation as experts in dealing with ghosts and monsters; they have so many good things to offer."

Jiang Yu nodded and said:

"Indeed, this way we can at least ensure that the cultivation level of high-end combatants will not decrease much during the final battle."

Wu Yun immediately transmitted the cultivation technique to the cultivators present.

The cultivators knew this was a vital way for them to survive, so they cultivated with all their might.

Jiang Yu nodded with satisfaction and took out a map from his pocket, saying:

"This is a map of the Ghost Realm that I drew. In the middle is a willow tree with human skin, which is the source of the formation. As long as we can break it, we will win."

"There are also two human-skinned beast-headed monsters with Foundation Establishment stage strength nearby."

Zhao Teng frowned and said:

"From what you've said, their Foundation Establishment stage combat power is several times that of ours."

"If they attack directly, we are no match for them."

Guan Xi and Zhao Teng have a clear understanding of their true abilities.

They were just ordinary Foundation Establishment stage cultivators, not the kind of geniuses who could kill opponents of higher levels.

On the contrary, Boss Xue was able to build a ghost domain at the early stage of Foundation Establishment, which means his strength is far superior to theirs.

Jiang Yu nodded solemnly:

"You're absolutely right, but there's still room for maneuver."

"As far as I know, the old patriarch of the Firetail Rat clan was controlled by the Skin-Painting Demon using the Soul-Controlling Nail. I discovered his weakness during my previous battle with him."

"If we can save him, given his many years of prestige, he should be able to control some of the monsters and turn them into our fighting force."

Then, he pointed to Laoshan Mountain and said:

"This is the son of the deputy chief of the Weasel Clan. They have agreed to form an alliance with us and are already in the Ghost Realm. They will be used as a surprise force in critical moments."

Laoshan bowed and said:

"Nice to meet you."

"The weasel tribe?"

Guan Xi's eyes widened in surprise.

Wu Yun frowned, wondering why Guan Xi's expression had changed so drastically.

Guanxi bowed to Laoshan Mountain, and then introduced:

"The Weasel Clan and the Fire-Tailed Rat Clan are the two major monster clans on the outskirts of Tianmen Mountain. They have been entrenched in this place for over a hundred years and have deep roots."

"If we can get their help, our chances of breaking through the ghost realm will greatly increase."

As a native sect of Tianmen Mountain, they were well-versed in the various forces within the mountain.

After hearing the introduction, Wu Yun and Zhao Teng looked delighted.

They were completely at a disadvantage and had no chance of turning the tide.

However, with this analysis, their chances of survival are very high.

Half an hour later, Jiang Yu used the spiritual eyes given to him by the bald beggar to search through the ghostly mist. He discovered a large mass of demonic energy in the due west direction, which must be the Fire-Tailed Rat clan and its subordinate monsters.

Deep within the ghostly mists of the West.

Fat Tiger scratched his skin impatiently. The constant invasion of the ghostly mist made him itchy all over, and the skin of his monster subordinates began to fester.

A trusted aide whispered in his ear:

"Young clan leader, something's not right!"

"This damned ghost realm is causing our cultivation to decline continuously. If this drags on any longer, the brothers may not be able to hold on."

Fat Tiger glared at Boss Xue on the willow tree with its human skin on it, his brows furrowed.

"This clan leader has already proposed that we should simply use our overwhelming advantage to overwhelm the humans and slaughter them all."

"I don't know what he was thinking, he wanted to wait six hours before launching an attack."

"Let's not wait any longer. While the humans are in chaos, let's charge in first."

Wait, why am I having this thought?

Fat Tiger was slightly shaken; this was not his usual self.

Bang!

The thought had barely crossed Fat Tiger's mind when a piece of wood tainted with ghostly energy sprouted from his abdomen. The intense ghostly energy eroded his consciousness, preventing him from thinking.

In response to Gian's repeated inquiries, the trusted aide asked again:

"Young clan leader?"

Fat Tiger glared and said:

"What are you still standing there for?"

"Lead everyone and charge in!"

"Yes."

The henchman looked fearful and quickly followed Fat Tiger's orders to attack.

Seeing Fat Tiger's actions, Fat Round, the Fire-Tailed Rat Chieftain atop the Human-Skin Willow Tree, lowered his eyebrows and said:

"What happened?"

"Why did Ah Hu attack without permission?"

He turned to look at Old Master Xue, who was sitting cross-legged to the side:

"Fellow Daoist Xue, since that's the case, let's just go up and wipe out that group of humans all at once."

Their monstrous powers alone would cause immense casualties in any conflict with humans.

Boss Xue made no move and continued to sit cross-legged.

The chubby man frowned deeply and said loudly:

"I'm talking to you, can you hear me?"

Boss Xue glanced at him and said, feigning regret:

"I told you long ago, your son is too young and impetuous and doesn't follow my plans."

"My control over the Ghost Realm is still unstable and needs some time to stabilize, otherwise all my efforts will be in vain."

After hearing this, the chubby man's expression softened slightly, and he said:

"In that case, send your men to accompany me on the attack."

Boss Xue still shook his head and said:

"No, they must stay here to protect me."

"If the enemy comes, I'll be in danger."

Fat and round said through gritted teeth:

"All the enemies are tied down by my people, what danger do you pose?"

Boss Xue simply gave up and said:

"That's none of my business."

Fatty's face flushed and paled in turns, and a tremendous surge of anger erupted from his body:

"Are you trying to break our agreement?"

Boss Xue was surrounded by ghostly energy.

"It was your son who did it; what does it have to do with me?"

"Blame him if you must."

"Also, what I hate most is being threatened by others."

boom!

The two human-skinned, beast-headed puppets trembled, their enormous hands lunging towards the chubby man.

Fatty's expression changed drastically:

"You actually intend to betray us?"

In that instant, he remembered the warning from the weasel clan: cooperating with the painted skin ghost was like asking a tiger for its skin.

"I was scammed by them."

A feeling of annoyance flashed through Fatty's mind.

However, his body had already been captured by the human-skinned beast-headed puppet, whose immense strength prevented him from struggling.

Boss Xue stood up, and a set of jet-black iron nails appeared in his hand.

Fatty felt a chill run down his spine; this was the Soul-Controlling Nail that had previously controlled the Heart of Fire.

"Hehe, a monster is a monster, utterly foolish. You should try this too."

After Xue Laoda finished speaking, he drove the Soul Control Nails into various acupoints on Pang Yuan's body.

The chubby, round man's eyes were bloodshot, and he lost consciousness, becoming a puppet.

The flamboyant man, holding a fan, clasped his hands in a fist salute and said:

"My elder brother's wisdom is indeed unparalleled."

"Let these monsters weaken the human forces first."

"We'll reap the benefits without lifting a finger."

Boss Xue glanced at him:

"You did a good job this time, planting the Heart of Wood into Gian's body."

"Otherwise, given his personality, he wouldn't have done something so reckless."

He gave this item not only to Fatty Yuan, but also to Fatty Tiger.

Moreover, the reason is very simple: using this item can increase the chances of breaking through to the Foundation Establishment stage.

Without saying a word, Fat Tiger snatched it and took it.

After several days of growth, it has already taken root in the ground. With just a little guidance, its mind will become distorted and it will be unable to make normal judgments.

……

Jiang Yu's spiritual eyes spotted a large mass of surging demonic energy and addressed the assembled cultivators:

"Watch out! A huge horde of monsters is attacking!"

Upon hearing this, everyone became alert and prepared to meet the enemy.