Amid the pool of blood behind Peng Yan'er's head, the divine souls of one ghost and god after another struggled within, drenched in gore in a desperate bid to escape this Blood Lake Hell, yet an unfathomable force unfailingly dragged them back down.
The sheer terror of the Blood Lake True Scripture was evident at a glance.
The other ghosts and gods stared blankly at this scene, struck by nameless panic. Those comrades who had charged forward just moments ago had perished one after another in the span of a single breath, their very divine souls even devoured by the pool of blood behind this Yingniao Tribe little girl!
Peng Ju's Blood Lake True Scripture was formidable; the Eastern Palace had discovered Peng Ju to be the murderer who killed Shepherd Ghost and Sheng Sheng, with several ghosts and gods sent to arrest him having met their doom beneath the Blood Lake True Scripture.
Yet Peng Ju's Blood Lake True Scripture was far inferior to his younger sister's!
The three-headed, six-armed ghost and god at the lead had his eyes light up, and he laughed, "So you also wield the Blood Lake True Scripture. Splendid!"
His body swelled violently, transforming into a towering ghost and god a hundred feet tall. With his palms shimmering with a hazy cyan aura, he bowed at the waist and lunged to grab Peng Yan'er.
Peng Yan'er's wings beat, trails of bloody sword light shuttling up and down to meet his palm, piercing straight through the cyan aura.
That three-headed ghost and god smiled slightly as peculiar textures emerged in the center of his palm, forming a shield-like structure. Peng Yan'er's bloody sword light failed to pierce his palm by even a fraction!
He originally hailed from a superior lineage among ghosts and gods, boasting