Chapter 159: Black Mist

Zuo Moyan is a Third-Grade Immortal Cultivator; he is already capable of executing the Possession Secret Technique to change bodies and survive once more.

Therefore, Zuo Moyan's Spirit Core could currently be hiding inside any person within Wanxiang Tower, and what Meng Yifan needs to do now is to find him.

"Lord Meng, I truly did not know the Tower Master was using children to refine Zombies. I am innocent; please show mercy and let me go." Seeing Meng Yifan enter, Manager Huang on the first floor bowed repeatedly, desperate for Meng Yifan to release him.

"Lord Meng, I am just a worker. I usually do odd jobs like serving tea, pouring water, mopping floors, and wiping tables. I really don't know anything. I have an eighty-year-old mother above and a one-year-old child waiting to be fed below; I am the pillar of my family and cannot afford any trouble. Please let me leave." A waiter dressed in gray hemp clothing was also begging bitterly.

"Lord Meng, I just came in to buy a bottle of healing medicine; why have I been locked in here too? The Wanxiang Tower's evildoing has nothing to do with me. I really have an urgent matter at home and must leave as soon as possible. Please let me go first," said a young noble dressed in a silk long gown.

Others also begged one after another, longing to leave as soon as possible, but Meng Yifan smiled and said nothing.

He believed that Zuo Moyan's Spirit Core was hiding in one of them, hoping to muddle through and escape this place.

Zuo Moyan's Spirit Core must be destroyed, otherwise, it would rise from the ashes and cause endless trouble.

"I know you are hiding in someone, hiding in someone else's Mud Pill Palace, or perhaps even using a parasitic method to dominate another's Divine Soul and thereby control their body."

"It is very difficult to tell from the outside where you are hiding. You are hidden very well; an ordinary person truly would not be able to find you."

Meng Yifan smiled, feeling as if he were playing a game of hide-and-seek with Zuo Moyan.

"The game has begun. Keep hiding; let's see how I find you." After Meng Yifan finished speaking, he walked toward the fifth floor, leaving the crowd behind to look at each other in dismay, not knowing what to do.

On the fifth floor of Wanxiang Tower, that hexagonal Array Disk remained there, with three Yin Spirit Stones placed on it, though the Spirit Power inside was nearly exhausted and would be unusable after a few more uses.

Meng Yifan cut his left hand and dripped three drops of blood onto the Array Disk, then formed seals with his right hand, mobilized the Yin Spiritual Power in his body, and cast several techniques toward the array. The copy of the "Nine Yin Corpse Refining Technique" he had obtained contained the Control Method for this type of Array Disk; now, he only needed to re-refine it to use the disk.

After a moment, a black light flashed on the Array Disk, and Meng Yifan felt a mysterious connection between himself and the disk.

"Done." Meng Yifan smiled. The three arrays inscribed on this disk were the Yin Mist Array, the Illusion Array, and the Spirit Gathering Array.

The Yin Mist Array releases Yin Attribute mist; in this mist, the combat power of Zombies and Yin Souls is greatly increased.

It can even block sunlight, allowing Yin Attribute lifeforms like Zombies and Yin Souls to fight in broad daylight.

This type of array is very useful for Immortal Cultivators who use the Corpse Refining Technique, as it can better bring out the combat power of Zombies.

The second type, the Illusion Array, can form an illusionary formation within the array's control range.

The high mountains, rivers, and Valley that Zuo Moyan set up on the fifth floor of Wanxiang Tower were generated by the illusion.

This type of array is also very useful; if an enemy invades, Meng Yifan can hide in the array, change the surrounding geographical environment at will, or even set up a maze to trap the enemy within the array.

The third type, the Spirit Gathering Array, is even more mysterious; it can help Immortal Cultivators condense their Spiritual Power.

When Meng Yifan first entered the first floor of Wanxiang Tower, Zuo Moyan had just finished his seclusion. On the fifth floor, he had relied on the Spirit Gathering Array to condense his own Spiritual Power into a line, sweeping across the first-floor lobby to see that Meng Yifan's body was unique and very suitable for corpse refining, which is why he had Meng Yifan come up to the fifth floor.

"Zuo Moyan, you must have anticipated that even if I used the Spirit Gathering Array to condense my Spiritual Power into a line to probe those people's Mud Pill Palaces, your Divine Soul, hiding in others' Divine Souls via parasitism, would also be able to evade my Spiritual Power probe. Unfortunately, this young master doesn't need to use the Spirit Gathering Array at all."

Meng Yifan activated the Yin Mist Array of the Array Disk, and rolling black mist spread out, quickly filling the fifth floor of Wanxiang Tower with Yin Qi.

Standing in the black mist, Meng Yifan took a deep breath and felt refreshed, the Yin Spiritual Power within his body increasing by a sliver.

This black mist was the Spirit Qi diffused by the Yin Spirit Stones; although very thin, it was indeed Yin Attribute Spirit Qi.

No wonder at the very beginning, when the Ghost Head Blade swallowed some of the black mist, Zuo Moyan was so distressed and anxious.

Meng Yifan flicked his Ghost Head Blade, and Zhang Butou led the ghost soldiers to appear once again in the black mist. As soon as they appeared, they opened their mouths and greedily absorbed the black mist.

Meng Yifan hurriedly said, "Eat sparingly. I only have four Yin Spirit Stones, and they are all dilapidated. If you absorb all the Spirit Qi, this Array Disk will be unusable."

Zhang Butou and the other ghost soldiers and generals closed their mouths with some reluctance. To them, this black mist diffused from Yin Spirit Qi was a delicacy. Now that the delicious food was right before their eyes, being able to see it but not eat it was a form of torture.

However, even if they could not swallow it in large gulps, as long as the bodies of these ghost soldiers and generals were shrouded in the black mist, they could slowly refine their soul bodies, which was also a huge benefit for them.

"Zhang Butou, lead your ghost soldiers; we are going down to search. Each of you possess every person in Wanxiang Tower to probe whether Zuo Moyan's Spirit Core is hiding inside their bodies," Meng Yifan commanded.

Zuo Moyan's Spirit Core thought that by hiding in someone's Mud Pill Palace, Meng Yifan would not be able to find him, but unfortunately, he thought wrong.

The specialty of these ghost soldiers and generals was possession. They only needed to let the ghost soldiers and generals enter each person one by one to seize control of their bodies, and they could naturally investigate whether Zuo Moyan was hiding inside.

There was no one left on the fifth and fourth floors, so Meng Yifan took the hexagonal Array Disk and led the ghost soldiers and generals to the third floor.

There were over twenty people on the third floor of Wanxiang Tower, and they were nervously discussing the current situation, not knowing how Meng Yifan would deal with them.

Suddenly, black mist permeated the third floor, the figures of ghost soldiers and generals emerged, and in an instant, the entire third floor was filled with gusts of Yin wind and Ghost Crying Wolf Howling, like a Ghost Realm.

"What is happening? Why did it suddenly get dark?"

"Ghosts! I see ghosts! The Tower Master used children to refine Zombies; is he now going to let these ghosts and monsters devour us? Ah, I don't want to die!"

"Heaven, what is to be done?"

The crowd on the third floor trembled with fear. They wanted to flee, but the black mist was thick all around, and they could not find where to escape. Moreover, even if they escaped the third floor, what of it? Now that there were heavy troops guarding the outside of Wanxiang Tower, where could they escape to?

"Do not be afraid. They will not harm you. Just treat it as a physical examination. Later, open your minds and do not resist; otherwise, if your Divine Souls are damaged and you become idiots, don't blame me for not warning you."

Meng Yifan's voice came from the black mist, and the hearts of the people on the third floor finally settled a little.