The Zombie raised its claws, green light flickering over them, and forcibly scattered the Fire Bird Technique. At the sight, Lin Xuan reached into his robes and took a small black banner from his Storage Bracelet.
The Yin Energy nearby grew even denser. Fighting poison with poison, Lin Xuan decided to use the Hundred Soul Banner to restrain the ghostly creature before him.
As spirit power flowed into it, black mist surged forth from the little banner, mixed with the souls of living people refined by Ye Tian.
Although most were mortal souls, they had died miserable deaths, and the resentment emanating from them was no less intense than that of the fierce ghost opposite them.
"Combine!"
Lin Xuan chanted under his breath and pointed the Hundred Soul Banner forward. At once, those Yinhun tangled together, transforming into a blood-red skull that charged at the Zombie.
The skull stood a full three meters tall. Opening its huge bloody maw, it spat two vicious beams of light. The Zombie let out a roar, casually uprooted a massive tree that would have taken several people to encircle, and smashed it toward the skull.
Thick mist immediately churned, and shrill howls rang without end. The two ghostly creatures became entangled, fighting so fiercely that neither could gain the upper hand.
Lin Xuan turned his head and examined the fierce ghost before him once more.
After pondering for a moment, he waved the Hundred Soul Banner again and summoned the remaining Yinhun within it.
With disheveled hair and fingers hooked like claws, these Yinhun looked equally terrifying, their resentment even heavier. Yet in terms of cultivation, they still lagged far behind the fierce ghost formed from the souls of cultivators and demonic beasts.
Sending them to fight it was no different from throwing eggs