Her ankle twisted, and she fell to the ground. Her first instinct was to shield the two children behind her. The ghostly figure opened its bloody maw and pounced on the middle-aged woman.
A streak of white light shot over, cleaving the ghostly figure in two.
Wang Tianwen descended from the sky and landed before the middle-aged woman.
"Leave now. It isn't safe here."
Wang Tianwen said in a deep voice, his expression grim.
"Thank you, Immortal Master. Thank you, Immortal Master."
The middle-aged woman hurriedly got to her feet, took her children by the hand, and left.
The yin wind surged, and countless ghostly figures came pouncing in from all directions. Besides the ghostly figures, there were also humanoid Bone Corpses, numbering in the thousands.
The Bone Corpses and ghostly figures rampaged through the city, harvesting mortal lives. One mortal after another fell. Vigorous young men were the primary targets of the Ghosts and Bone Corpses. Children clutched their parents' corpses and wept, while old people fell to the ground and could only watch helplessly as Ghosts pounced toward them.
The entire Hong City seemed to have turned into a living hell, with mortals becoming food in the mouths of Ghosts.
Seeing a great number of Ghosts rushing toward him, Wang Tianwen remained utterly calm. He took out a pale silver Silver Jade Brush and waved it through the air. Pale silver arrows appeared one after another, shooting in every direction.
A wave of miserable screams rang out. A large group of Ghosts had their bodies pierced through by the dense rain of silver arrows and vanished without a trace.
A strange, monstrous roar sounded as over a hundred humanoid Bone Corpses charged in from all directions, lunging at Wang Tianwen.
Wang Tianwen remained unhurried. The Silver Jade Brush