The huge shroud was still the most eye-catching.
At that moment, it had already covered the chest area of the burial cloth. Dozens of Nihility cultivators were using divine to bombard the burial cloth under the lead of the Great Elder of the Quzhao Province's Sword Holding Court.
What fought against them were ferocious figures formed by the black gas emitted by the black burial cloth.
There were people from all races among these figures. They wore the same black burial clothes and emitted astonishing anomalous substances.
At the bottom, the black burial cloth itself was like an abyss, giving off a terrifying evil intent. Countless strands of black gas twisted around it as though they were struggling with all their might.
Waves of horrifying roars as well as breathing sound rang out from it.
Every time it exhaled, a black fog of death would erupt. Even the Nihility cultivators had to dodge it. The shroud would sway due to it.
This was the seal formed by the power of the Quzhao Province.
The arrival of the Yinghuang Province had long caught the attention of Quzhao Province, and the cultivators of the various races in Quzhao were filled with excitement.
On the way here, Xu Qing had already contacted the Sword Holding Court in Quzhao Province with his authority. Hence, they weren't surprised but had been looking forward to it for a while.
"Thank you for your assistance, Edict Bearer Xu and fellow Daoists of the Yinghuang Province!"
"Please activate the suppression power and cooperate with us to complete the seal!"
The Great Elder of the Quzhao Province's Sword Holding Court was a middle-aged cultivator. His gaze swept across the Yinghuang Province's army with excitement.
Xu Qing nodded. He knew that now wasn't the time to exchange pleasantries. As he gently stroked Qingqin's head, it let out a cry and threw out a beam of divine light at the black burial cloth.
As the divine light descended, a large number of the sinister figures formed by the black gas instantly collapsed. The burial cloth shook and a furious roar spread out of it.
The cultivators from the Yinghuang Province also rushed out. Under the command of the various sects, as the Sword Holding Court's Yin-Yang Formation landed, they sat down cross-legged on the array formation with great familiarity and the sound of chanting echoed again.
"I hold the energy of heaven and earth and seal the ghosts with my Dao spell."
"The Yin and Yang paths are sealed, and they shall not contradict each other."
The color of the world changed, and the wind and clouds surged. As the Yin-Yang Formation shone and the chants echoed, a suppression power descended.
The ground rumbled and the black burial cloth trembled clearly. With the addition of the Yinghuang Province, the exhausted cultivators of Quzhao Province stimulated their remaining strength and spread the shroud at an even faster speed.
At that moment, Xu Qing, who was standing on Qingqin's right head, swept past the top of the black burial cloth. His voice transmission jade slip suddenly shook and a voice that he hadn't heard in a long time rang out.
"Junior Brother, I'm here! I see you. You're finally here. Come and help me!"
Xu Qing's eyes narrowed. After he and the captain separated, there was no news from the other party. If it wasn't for the fact that he firmly believed that the captain wouldn't die even if he only had his head left, Xu Qing would have thought that the captain was done for.
Hence, he had been a little worried.
Now, he actually heard the captain's voice here in Cloth Forbidden.
Xu Qing looked over.
In the black burial cloth that was half-covered below, among the many figures formed by the endless fog, there was a figure waving at Xu Qing. He vaguely looked a little similar to the captain.
Because the distance was a little far and the hazy fog, Xu Qing could only see a blurry outline. Moreover, the other party also emitted black gas. At first glance, it wasn't much different from the malevolent foggy figures.
After Xu Qing took a look, suspicion rose in his mind.
"I've never heard of the Cloth Forbidden being able to produce illusions…"
"It's not an illusion! Little Qing, come and save me!"
Xu Qing raised his brows and stood on Qingqin's right head. He lowered his head and observed carefully. His gaze locked onto the figure that was suspected to be the captain and he gradually saw the black fog churning behind the other party. Large hands formed, as though they were about to capture him with madness and anger.
This scene clearly showed that he had done something infuriating.
Seeing this, Xu Qing confirmed the other party's identity.
"Senior Qingqin, that person is my senior brother. Sorry to trouble you…" Xu Qing said to Qingqin.
Qingqin was constantly letting out purple-red light in the surroundings. Every time it spread its light, many Cloth Forbidden figures would collapse. It took this opportunity to devour them like drinking wine.
After hearing Xu Qing's words, Qingqin's head swayed.
"Gah!"
Its huge body rumbled as it headed straight for the thick fog of the Cloth Forbidden below. Wherever it passed, all the Cloth Forbidden figures who rushed out let out mournful cries. They were either scattered by the light, directly smashed into pieces, or devoured alive.
In the blink of an eye, Qingqin brought Xu Qing deep into the Cloth Forbidden.
This scene immediately attracted the attention of the Yinghuang Province and Quzhao Province's Sword Holding Courts. The expressions of the two great elders changed and they rushed out at the same time.
In their eyes, Xu Qing's current identity was extraordinary. They couldn't afford to lose him.
Xue Lianzi also moved immediately. His cultivation was clearly inferior to the two great elders but he was the first to rush toward Xu Qing.
After all, the latter was his family. On this battlefield, regardless of whether it was the life and death of others or the seal, the safety of his family was the most important. Hence, he didn't leave too far away.
When the three of them rushed out, Qingqin had already brought Xu Qing deeper into the Cloth Forbidden. As they sank, everything in the surroundings turned pitch-black. Thick anomalous substances gathered from all directions. At the same time, the roars from the Cloth Forbidden became even more ear-piercing.
