Mysterious Small Cauldron (First Update)

They had not flown very far when an exceedingly strange Ghost Wail suddenly rang out. The sounds of wailing ghosts and howling wolves rose loudly, and a huge Black Ghost Face appeared in the sky. Several escape lights of different colors also appeared in the sky, with the Black Ghost Face hot on their heels.

Several miserable cries rang out. The escape lights were caught up, swept into the Black Ghost Face by a sheet of black radiance, and vanished.

One of the yellow escape lights was astonishingly fast. In less than three breaths, it was less than a hundred zhang from Wang Changsheng.

"Ghost from the Nascent Soul Realm."

Feeling the aura of the Black Ghost Face, Wang Changsheng's expression changed drastically. A fierce glint flashed through his eyes as he punched toward the yellow escape light from afar.

Blue light flashed, and a massive blue fist more than ten zhang across shot out, smashing fiercely toward the yellow escape light.

The blue fist was not a Spiritual Art, but it contained tremendous strength and was not something that could be blocked easily.

Better for a fellow Daoist to die than oneself. If no one held back the Ghost King for a moment, they would certainly not get far.

"Bastard!"

An exasperated curse came from the yellow escape light.

Wang Changsheng was slightly stunned. That voice sounded like Huang Fugui. He had no time to think further. His overwhelming mana poured into the Blue Shuttle, causing its radiance to swell as it flew into the distance.

Countless yellow grains of sand flew out from the yellow escape light and transformed into a Yellow Shield, blocking its front.

Rumble!

The Yellow Shield was smashed to pieces, and the yellow escape light dodged aside.

The Ghost Wail grew louder. A Black