"Array within the formation."

Ye Xue Yi mumbled and looked at her brother with surprise.

"Shh …" "Lower your voice."

Ye Feng smiled and lowered his voice, "Because I can't figure out the structure of the Whirlwind Formation in a short period of time, I can't change this formation directly. Therefore, all I can do is to add an additional formation to this formation, so that I can interfere with Han Yue."

"This... "So that's how it is …"

Ye Xueyi's heart trembled as she recalled the stupefied expression on Han Yue's face when she broke the formation. She seemed to have realized something and nodded.

After a short moment, she asked in doubt, "But, what does that have to do with me? What I mean is, how did I become the key to victory?"

Ye Feng smiled lightly, "Of course it is. Xue Yi, don't forget that the sword mark on your back can resonate with the strange patterns on this tornado formation."

"Ugh …" "Even so, I don't know how to deal with my enemy." Ye Xueyi's face revealed an awkward expression.

In front of this thousand year old corpse ghost, she didn't have much confidence in her own strength.

"Since that's the case, you should recall the situation when we failed to break through the formation."

Ye Xueyi was stunned for a moment as she immersed herself in her thoughts, her bright eyes s.h.i.+ning: "Could it be …. "I see, I'm using patterns to repair myself."

"That's right."

Ye Ci replied with a loud voice and was about to continue.

Suddenly, he paused for a moment. With a serious expression on his face, he raised his head to look at Han Yue.

There was a light sound of "chi".

The zombie ghost moved close to the ground, tearing apart several black tornados. It walked closer to Ye Feng, its expression was ferocious and horrifying.

"Alright... "There's no need for that. Han Yue and the rest are already attacking. Xue Yi, you can try at the edge of the formation. I will first go block them. When the time comes, you can come and replace me."

"Brother Zifeng, give me some time. I still don't quite understand …" Ye Xueyi's beautiful eyes widened as she deeply wrinkled her eyebrows. She had a confused expression on her face.

"Sure, I will give you some time. However, it won't be too long because I might not be able to hold on for that long …"

As soon as he said that, Ye Feng took a deep look at that thousand-year-old ghost. Seeing that the situation was critical, he didn't say anything more to his sister.

His expression was solemn and he raised his eyebrows, "Ghastly Shadow, are you ready?"

In the sky, there was a white mist filled with a boundless amount of spiritual energy.

A giant finger made of white bones slowly took shape, emitting a murderous aura.

"At any time," she answered simply.

"Good, you go and suppress the array core. Don't let the tornado formation collapse. Without it, no one can stop that thousand-year corpse ghost now."

The trap that was supposed to trap Ye Feng and the others had now turned into a way to protect them.

As soon as he said that, the Wind King's Dagger in Ye Feng's hand was suddenly thrown out. After a moment, it pointed towards a spot on the ground and gave Gui Ying a direction.

"Watch carefully, it should be here."

In the next moment …

The giant white bone finger flew out through the air and shuttled back and forth within the whirlwinds. It heavily landed on the ground and stirred up countless specks of dust.

Because it was pressing down on the heart of the formation, the originally crumbling tornado formation became stable.

"I've suppressed it, Ye Chen."

Because it wasn't the one that broke the array, the damage it received from the tornado was much less than what a thousand-year corpse ghost would suffer.

However, even though this was the case, the whirlwind that would occasionally blow on its body still drew out deep scratches.

"Okay, then next, Demon Fox …."

"I'm here!"

By now, the Demon Fox had become much more cooperative than when he had first entered the Death Town.

Wind King Ye waved his dagger and the silver light hit the four corners of the formation.

"Once the Spiritual Qi is released into the four corners of the formation, you must make a move and control the Spiritual Qi at the corners of the formation."

The demon fox nodded. "Sure."

For her, it was completely possible to walk close to the edge, thus suppressing the four corners of the formation.

The only reason why she was able to achieve this was because she needed to be fast. The danger level was not that high, and speed was exactly what she was proud of.

After a short while, there was a "ding" sound and an ear-piercing sound.

Her Phantom Fox claws slashed across four formations one by one, infusing her own spiritual energy and suppressing the lines.

"Alright, Ye Feng, I've suppressed it too."

Once the core and four corners of the formation were suppressed, the array formation would undoubtedly become much more stable.

"Very good!"

Ye Feng smiled and raised his head. His eyes were filled with coldness.

"Then what's next … …"

The melody of the flute of the cold moon was now pa.s.sionate and soothing.

Every attack from a thousand-year corpse ghost would, to a large extent, destroy the stability of this tornado formation.

However, the tottering tornado formation was strengthened by Ye Feng. With Gui Ying and the Demon Fox's defensive formation, it was impossible for him to break through the formation.

"Good boy, you have mastered all five elements and are proficient in every aspect. The more I think about you, the more I want you to become my ghost servant."

Han Yue put down the jade flute and slightly gasped for breath. She coldly looked at Ye Zifeng with a hint of playfulness in her eyes.

"Oh."

Ye Feng laughed, "Hanyue, aren't you afraid that your ghost servant will think of something like that? Oh, no, I almost forgot, he's poisoned, so he won't be able to live for long." As he spoke, he glanced at Zhou Feng, whether intentionally or unintentionally.

"You …" Han Yue was stunned for a moment. It was obvious that she remembered what Ye Wen had lied to her about. Her red lips twitched, and her face was filled with anger.

"Ye Feng, you still dare to say this? If you don't hand over the antidote, then I will torture you until you die …"

Her delicate body lightly trembled as she held the jade flute. Just as she was about to play the strong sound …

"Wait a moment, aren't you looking for the antidote? I'll just give it to you."

"What?!"

Han Yue's expression changed slightly as a strange light flashed in her eyes.

Ye Feng smiled, took out a white bottle from his pocket, waved it in his hand, and took a few steps to place it in the center of the tornado formation.

"Hanyue, didn't you want the antidote for your ghost servant? Okay, I'll leave it here. You can come and get it."

Ye Feng raised his hand towards the white jade bottle and looked towards Han Yue.

"Please!"

"You …" The expression on Han Yue's charming face instantly changed, and she even put down the jade flute that was already at her mouth.

Originally, she had already made up her mind to fight to the death with Ye Feng, but when she thought about her ghost servant's life, she immediately hesitated.

After a long while, the corner of her mouth raised into a faint smile, "Absurd, Ye Feng, do you think I would fall for your trick twice in the Frigid Moon a.s.sociation? This isn't an antidote, I see that you, Ye Feng, only prepared poison. You don't have the corresponding antidote at all."

"If you don't believe me, I can prove it to you."

Ye Feng bent down with a smile and took out a s.h.i.+ny pill from the jade bottle.

He weighed the pill in his hand and used his fingers to crush it into two.

Suddenly, his expression tensed up.

"Next …"

A ball of spirit energy wrapped in electric light rushed out of the tornado formation and shot towards Zhou Feng's location.

After all, Zhou Feng was at the third level of the Martial Disciple realm. Although he was slightly injured, he could still receive a pill.

"Hisssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssssss,

Zhou Feng opened his hands, and a bright light flashed across his eyes.

In his hand was a white medicinal pill.

"This …"

Ye Feng looked at him and said seriously, "This is half an antidote, it can relieve half of your pain. If you don't believe it, you can continue to endure the pain and throw it at your feet."

"I …"

Zhou Feng thought for a moment and his brows furrowed. Suddenly, he gritted his teeth.

"Forget it, I'm afraid of a f * cking death. I've been poisoned anyway, how can I be afraid that the poison will worsen?"

As the sound of his voice faded, he opened his mouth and swallowed the pill.

"Zhou Feng, you …" Han Yue originally wanted to stop her, but it was already too late for her to do so.

The moment he swallowed the pill, Zhou Feng abruptly raised his head towards the ceiling, letting out a pig-slaughtering cry. His face changed from green to red, then back to green, and finally to green.

Beads of sweat the size of beans dripped down from Zhou Feng's face. Waves of heat almost broke out of his body, flowing out into the white mist.

All of a sudden, he kneeled on the ground. His eyes were bloodshot.

"Pfft …" He spat out a mouthful of blood onto the ground.

Han Yue's charming face was cold and threatening. "Ye Feng, you b.a.s.t.a.r.d, you're about to die, and you're still lying."

"No, wait a moment, Lord Hanyue …"

"Zhou Feng, could it be …" The light in Han Yue's eyes slightly froze as he lowered his head to look at the person on the ground.

Zhou Feng struggled to sit up from the ground. The dark green color on his face had already faded quite a bit.

"Lady Hanyue, Ye Feng is right. The pill in the white bottle is real. After I ate this half of the antidote pill, I coughed out about half of the poisonous blood. Now, I feel …" "It's much better now."

"What?!"

Han Yue's pretty face twitched. When she looked at Ye Feng again, there was a hint of complication in her eyes.

Ye Feng looked at her with a faint smile, "See, I didn't lie to you, right?"

"... "So that's the case. Alright, I believe that this pill is real …"

"Then …" Ye Zichen glanced at her with a smile, then squinted his eyes.

A cold light flashed in the depths of Hanyue's eyes, "However, Ye Feng, your wishful thinking is too great. So what if you placed the pill in the center of the formation? Do you think that I, Hanyue, will stop because I'm afraid of breaking the jade bottle?"

She paused for a moment and then said,

"No, I will not stop, nor will these thousand year old ghosts."

As she finished speaking, she stood on the shoulder of the thousand-year corpse ghost once more. She held up the jade flute in her hand and raised her head.

A strong sound resounded through the entire s.p.a.ce...