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The pressure suddenly became stronger, and all the cultivators stopped in their tracks.

They were not idiots. The Yinluo Sect would rather offend countless families of the Central Region. They might even offend the Ling Xiao Sect, all for the sake of silence.

They must have their own motives for coming to this Exotic Ruins.

When the mysterious hall master saw that these cultivators still dared to stay here, he angrily shouted: "Scram, are you courting death?!"

Zhen Tianxiong finally reacted at this moment.

In this place, the mysterious hall master had the power to suppress everyone.

But now, he actually planned to let them go.

Zhen Tianxiong naturally wouldn't think that the mysterious hall master was so kind-hearted.

The real reason, perhaps, was because the mysterious hall master was too busy taking care of himself.

"Humph!" Since you are not leaving, then go to hell! " The mysterious hall master's eyes suddenly turned cold.

He actually gave up on the altar, extending his palm and striking out towards Zhen Tianxiong and the rest.

"Stop him!"

Zhen Tianxiong gave a loud roar and shook his sleeve as boundless mana burst out.

The other cultivators also used all their strength and released their mana and true energy together to block this palm.

With a "pu" sound, the group of cultivators were forced back and fell to the ground.

This was the difference.

"Impossible, why aren't you affected by the pressure at all!" Zhen Tianxiong roared.

Under the mysterious hall master's bamboo hat, a pair of ice-cold eyes appeared.

Just at this moment, the scene on the altar changed again.

From the white jade coffin came a sound.

Dong! Dong! Dong!

It was as if there was something inside that wanted to come out.

The mysterious hall master didn't hesitate at all and rushed straight to the altar in a flash.

"Crack, crack, crack ~ ~ ~"

Following a series of mechanical sounds, the countless corpses around the altar all stood up.

These bones were quite similar to the ghost soldiers in front of him. However, they were much taller.

"Humph!" "Is the spirit genie appearing now!?" The mysterious hall master sneered.

What?! A formation genie!

The cultivators watching on the side were also shocked.

When they arrived, all of the formations they encountered were lifeless, as if no one was controlling them.

How could there be a formation genie?

Along with the mysterious hall master's voice, a blurry figure appeared beside the white jade coffin.

It was a hunchbacked old man. He was bent over with a cane in his hand. He looked very old.

However, as soon as the old man appeared, the pressure around him grew even stronger.

"All of you, quickly leave!"

The old man's voice exploded in everyone's ears.

That pressure seemed to accompany that voice and reverberated continuously in the spacious hall.

Everyone's expressions changed. This was a formation genie. Could this pressure be emitted by this formation genie?

Then, just how strong was he?

The mysterious hall master didn't say anything as he suddenly took out two long iron chains from his sleeve.

Hu hu!

The two iron chains were flung away, leaving a whistling sound in the air. Soon after, it was flung fiercely towards the coffin on the altar.

The old man didn't move as if he didn't see the iron chain.

Clang clang!

In the air, the sound of metal colliding with stone could be heard. The iron chain seemed to have hit an invisible wall and was sent flying in the air.

The old man looked at the mysterious head and coldly said, "Cultivator, I'm warning you again, leave immediately!"

The mysterious Palace Master sneered, "A mere formation genie only has a remnant soul. Once I exhaust your last bit of spiritual energy, I'll see what you can do!"