Chapter 327: Counterattack

The area where 50,000 people had gathered in the vast mountain range suddenly turned incredibly eerie and terrifying. The entire world seemed to be collapsing into the encroaching darkness.

"My God, where is this black light coming from? It's horrifying!" some children on the grassland exclaimed, their eyes wide with terror as they stared at the despair-inducing surroundings. Extremely shrill wails echoed from the black void, rapidly and wildly spreading through the center of the crowd.

Gradually, ethereal ghostly figures began to materialize. They seemed to be filled with various expressions of despair; some laughed maniacally, while others writhed in sorrow, as if embodying every emotion known to the world.

Each ghostly face began to drip crimson blood. This blood carried an incredibly strong corrosive aura. Wherever it touched, any form of life would rapidly wither and perish. When drops of this blood fell onto the ground, the grass would instantly turn withered and yellow. If it dripped onto a person's body, a life would transform into a skeleton in mere moments.

The terrifying devouring power easily brought to mind the decaying undead encountered when Xu Yang and his group previously attacked the Zhanhui tribe. Was this the inherited ability of the Shadow Tribe? No one knew.

"No! Devils, they are all devils! Run, quickly!" some of the tribe's warriors shouted frantically. They drew their weapons, spontaneously formed a team, and charged towards the dark figures, attempting to buy evacuation time for the elderly, women, and children behind them.

However, at this moment, the entire hillside was completely covered by countless ghostly figures. Escaping had become an impossible dream.

"Hahaha, the Shadow Tribe has waited so many years for this day," a voice echoed from an unknown direction. "From today onwards, the entire Cloud Ridge will be our territory. All of you will die! This place will become a world belonging to the undead!"

This voice instantly extinguished the last glimmer of hope in the hearts of the people. It seemed only the fate of being slaughtered awaited them.

Just as thoughts of despair surfaced in everyone's minds, the vehicle that had left and then returned, high in the sky, emitted an incomparably brilliant light. Ziling let out a cry, and the brilliant flame runes surrounding her body instantly blazed. She immediately surged out of the vehicle and flew towards the land where she had lived for countless years.

The name 'Fire God Savior' quickly resonated in the minds of the distressed people below. The moment they saw Ziling appear, their hope for life was reignited.

"My God, it's Lady Fire God; she didn't truly leave!" someone exclaimed.

Equally astonished were the countless shadows surrounding them. "What on earth is going on?" one shadow muttered. "Didn't these people already leave? Could that Wuji fellow have betrayed us?"

"Impossible. Wuji is our sworn enemy, and a butcher of the Shepherd God Tribe. How could he possibly side with the Fire God?" another countered.

Several powerful shadows discussed among themselves, but one thing was undeniable: these figures were not true undead, but a disguised form of another life entity. In fact, the Shadow Tribe was originally one of the tribal races living in the Cloud Ridge area. However, their unique cultivation method involved drawing the most terrifying evil and malevolent energy into their bodies. Over time, their physical forms could almost hide within the void, but the repulsive aura of malevolent spirits they emitted was deeply abhorrent. This was the fundamental reason they eventually left the Cloud Ridge. Their inability to be tolerated by this world was the core reason for the Shadow Tribe's descent into ruin.

The reason they chose to make a comeback this time was to support Wuji. Simultaneously, they used the name of the Zhanhui tribe to reclaim their own tribe's glory, which had been lost for a millennium. However, when they saw the light of the vehicle descend from the sky once again, they understood their plan was doomed to fail. Ziling had Xu Yang and a group of powerful teammates supporting her. Not only Xu Yang, but every member of the team was beyond the Shadow Tribe members' ability to contend with.

"Clan Leader, what should we do now?" a voice asked.

"What else can we do?" the clan leader replied. "It's too late to retreat. We'll fight them!"

The individual referred to as the clan leader was Ghost Shadow, the current leader of the Shadow Tribe. His cultivation method didn't rely on runes to unleash power but instead channeled malevolent energy from his body through blood.

Myriad Demons Reign!

Ghost Shadow suddenly let out a roar towards the sky, and an endless black aura emanated from his entire body. This undead energy began to spread wildly outwards in a swirling pattern. The black vortex enveloped everyone, frantically devouring their souls.

"This is bad!" someone shouted. "We must act together; this undead energy is too terrifying!"

Above the vehicle, Xu Yang constantly monitored the entire battlefield. When he realized this power posed an irresistible threat to everyone, he immediately gave the order to attack. The team members set off together, endeavoring to disperse the Shadow Tribe members in all directions. Simultaneously, Ling Qingshu fully unleashed her Fire God's might in the void. After all, these people had gathered because of her, and she absolutely would not allow them to fall into the hands of the Shadow Tribe.

"Fighting like this isn't effective," Unrivaled suggested at a crucial moment. "The most important thing is to find their leader immediately. If I'm not mistaken, this cultivation method spreads through blood. As long as we find the source controlling the malevolent blood poison, the entire formation will become ineffective!"

Xu Yang pondered for a moment, then nodded and relayed this crucial method to everyone around him. As expected, upon learning that Xu Yang and his team had discovered the flaw in their malevolent formation, the Shadow Tribe's forces immediately panicked, unsure of how to proceed.

At this critical juncture, the Shadow Tribe's clan leader pulled out his lineage's inherited divine artifact: a blood-red skull staff. When Ghost Shadow placed his palm above the blood-red skull, his entire body instantly transformed into a terrifying blood-red hue. The malevolent blood energy emanating from him seemed to intensify, becoming even more ferocious.

"It's him!" Xu Yang declared. "He's the leader of the Shadow Tribe. Quickly eliminate him!"

As soon as Xu Yang spoke, the Asura Sword in his hand began to gather incredibly powerful sword energy. Simultaneously, Unrivaled and Lingyao started clearing the way for Xu Yang's ultimate strike, completely severing the ethereal souls surrounding Ghost Shadow.

"You ghostly deceiver, be annihilated!"