The eerie words of the Black-robed Man echoed through the cave like a chilling wind carrying malice. Su Yao's spiritual power surged and churned around her, the spiritual powers of the *Lingyun Immortal Formula* and the *Lingyun Secret Canon* blending together to outline a five-colored halo on her surface. It resembled the faint light of stars, yet it was fraught with the power to vanquish enemies. Lan Li condensed a Spiritual Power Sword in her hand; the blade was a deep blue and emitted wisps of chill, like the water of a deep mountain abyss, ice-cold and biting to the bone. Although Lin Yu and Zhao Ya lacked cultivation power, they clenched their teeth tightly, their eyes filled with determination, and retreated to the corner of the cave so as not to become a burden to Su Yao and the others. At the same time, they kept a vigilant watch on their surroundings, looking for any opportunity to offer help.
"Hmph, ignorant fools courting death, today shall be your doom!" the leader of the Black-robed men shouted angrily, his hands forming hand seals with ghostly speed as he chanted under his breath. In an instant, the temperature in the cave plummeted, and it seemed as though countless pairs of invisible hands were dancing in the darkness. Thick black mist spread rapidly from the Black-robed Man as the center. This mist seemed to have a life of its own as it rushed fiercely toward Su Yao and her companions; wherever it passed, the air seemed to corrode, emitting a sizzling sound…
Chapter 32