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第三百六十三章 严峻形势

It seemed that not everyone had arrived, so the cultivators were silent. Only a few familiar faces exchanged brief words now and then. Another half hour passed, but only one person came into the grand hall.

A transmission talisman flew into Chu Tianshu's hand. After checking it, his brows furrowed as he raised his head with a serious expression: "My fellow daoists, I had invited two elders from the Heavenly Cloud Sect, but just now my disciple received a message saying that these two friends unfortunately encountered an attack by the Ghost King and are likely unable to make it here."

This statement immediately caused a commotion. Even though most of those present were Core Formation cultivators, they were still taken aback. Many faces showed signs of fear.

"Be quiet, fellow daoists. Do not panic. I called everyone here to discuss strategies for defending against the enemy," Chu Tianshu coughed and spoke calmly. His voice was soft but easily drowned out all the noise around him, with a subtle effect that calmed people's minds.

The cultivators were startled but gradually quietened down. As the host and one of the highest-ranking cultivators present, Chu Tianshu naturally commanded respect from everyone. Moreover, in such chaos, it would be hard to come up with any clear strategy anyway.

"Brother Chu, your Concentration Art is truly remarkable. Since you invited us here, this area falls under your family's influence. You must have a good understanding of the movements of those ghostly creatures. Please share the current situation so we can decide our next steps," said a short and plump cultivator with worry on his face.

"Indeed, indeed. Please tell us the truth, Master Chu."

"Lao Liao entered the Ten Thousand Mountains three days ago and just returned from hunting. I only heard rumors about the ghost attacks; I don't know how much of it is true."

"I'm in a similar situation," said Li Hai. "I heard that the outer city around Ghost City has been completely overrun, but is it really so?"

"Ahem!" Chu Tianshu raised his hand and gently pressed down. The cultivators fell silent as he smiled wryly: "These questions would come up anyway, even if you didn't ask. In times of crisis, we must pool our wisdom. I won't hide any information; please be assured."

After hearing Chu Tianshu's words, the cultivators relaxed and waited quietly for him to continue.

"Indeed, rumors are rampant outside. Some of these small-town stories may or may not be true. We don't know much about the situation in Ghost City," said Chu Tianshu.

"How can that be? Your Chu Family is supposed to be the local overlords here?" The short and plump cultivator blurted out, then quickly apologized: "Forgive me, I spoke without thinking."

"Do not mind it, Brother Zhang. You are right; our family does have a strong presence in this area," said Chu Tianshu calmly.

Lin Xuan's heart tightened as he silently reminded himself to keep an eye on this person. That statement was highly disrespectful to the Chu Family, even if it wasn't pursued now. But Chu Tianshu showed no sign of anger; such behavior suggested either a broad-minded nature or great wickedness. In Lin Xuan's view, the latter was more likely.

Others did not have Lin Xuan's keen insight. The short and plump cultivator breathed a sigh of relief when Chu Tianshu seemed unfazed by his words, looking grateful.

"Let me be honest with you all. The current situation in Ghost City is dire, but it doesn't concern us much. Our immediate task is to find ways to deal with the present crisis," said Chu Tianshu, his expression grave.

"Does that mean those ghosts are about to attack here?" Lin Xuan suddenly broke his silence and asked.

This matter was closely tied to everyone's lives, so the other cultivators also showed concern.

"You're right, Fellow Daoist Li," Chu Tianshu looked at Lin Xuan. This young elder of Fire Spirit Sect seemed too young for his position. But he didn't have time to ponder it; he continued: "Although we can't know what's happening in Ghost City, my disciples have been searching for ghostly creatures in this area. Reliable intelligence indicates that those creatures are already paying attention to the large number of cultivators here and are preparing an attack. They will arrive within a day."

"A day? So short?" The short and plump cultivator interjected again.

"I assure you, Brother Zhang, it's one hundred percent accurate," said Chu Tianshu. "To gather this information, my family has lost five disciples." A trace of pain flashed across his face.

The other cultivators sighed sympathetically. Some offered words of comfort, but most frowned in thought about their current predicament. They had expected the ghostly creatures to target them sooner or later, but not so quickly. Their main focus should have been on Ghost City.

Did these creatures really intend to exterminate everyone?

As Core Formation cultivators, they all had extensive knowledge and had read many accounts of battles between ghosts and humans.

Back then, it seemed distant and unimportant, but now the brutal war came back to haunt them—thousands of cultivator souls returned to the underworld, with even two senior元婴期 cultivators perishing. The loss of Core Formation cultivators was also significant. Everyone felt a sense of danger.

Especially now that key passageways were heavily guarded by ghostly creatures, they seemed trapped in a desperate situation.

The atmosphere in the grand hall became heavy and oppressive as everyone pondered their next moves.

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