Three days later, Huo Wan discovered Rong Le sneaking back into the dilapidated Thousand Treasures Pavilion.
At first, she thought she had seen wrong. But after watching for a while longer, she saw another unfamiliar ghost cultivator enter through the back door of the Thousand Treasures Pavilion. Clearly, the two sides had arranged to meet here, intending to hide in plain sight beneath the lamp.
Huo Wan's eyes lit up, and she immediately contacted the Ghost Messenger brother from before.
This Ghost Messenger was ambitious as well. He immediately gathered his companions and surrounded the Thousand Treasures Pavilion at top speed. Black and White Impermanence soon arrived too. Realizing something was wrong, Rong Le and the ghost cultivator immediately released over a dozen vicious souls and malevolent ghosts as cannon fodder, while the two fled in different directions.
Ox-Head and Horse-Face, who arrived right afterward, cursed and split up to pursue them. These two were most likely colluding with evil cultivators, so they naturally could not be let off easily. The remaining vicious souls and malevolent ghosts were left to Black and White Impermanence and the other Ghost Messengers.
Black and White Impermanence's faces were so dark they could have dripped water. The two had nearly worked themselves to death these days—all because of the mess these people had caused. Even their immediate superior had been reprimanded, leaving them with no peaceful days either.
In the half month or so since the incident, they had wished they could split themselves into eight pieces. Now that they had targets for their pent-up rage, their soul-binding chains shot out in an instant. In the next breath, they wrapped around the roaring vicious souls and malevolent ghosts. For a time, black winds howled down the entire street, and the wails of ghosts carried