"Go!"
Flame Ghost raised his right hand and pointed forward.
With his motion, spatial ripples suddenly surged up, and those treasures of no low grade actually exploded.
Gale Wind shot in every direction, and clusters of halos emerged from the void.
Then those halos merged with one another, their volume increasing greatly from before.
They submerged Flame Ghost's figure.
On the surface of the halos, fist-sized runes flickered in and out as they gushed forth, strands of Law power projecting out.
Although Flame Ghost's figure could no longer be seen clearly, his mouth did not stay idle. An obscure, ancient incantation crossed the air, short and clear as it entered his ears.
"This is..."
Lin Xuan's pupils shrank slightly. By some twist of fortune, he seemed to have heard of this secret art somewhere before.
But when it came to the specifics, he seemed unable to recall them.
The Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse?
That was right. It was indeed one of the seventy-two secret arts of the Six-Word Evil Ghost Curse, and it required the sacrifice of several treasures of no low grade before it could be used.
Although Lin Xuan could not remember the exact details, he imagined its power had to be anything but ordinary.
Sure enough, before that thought had even finished turning through his mind, a huge lotus spread out with those halos as its foundation.
A black ghost lotus!
As the lotus blossomed, an enormous evil ghost's head came into view.
Its fangs jutted out, its appearance horrifying to the extreme.
Its mouth chewed wildly, giving off a strange "kekeke" laugh. Then it suddenly opened wide and spat out a gust of Yin wind.
Where the Yin wind passed, the air twisted and blurred, strands of Law power blossoming forth, as if it meant to