Although Chuchun and Sadako ate quickly, there were too many Vengeful Spirits around them—three or four thousand in all. Many charged toward Jiang Hao, Ma Xiaoling, and Master Peacock.
Jiang Hao threw out the Purple Gold Gourd and formed a hand seal.
"Collect~!"
The Purple Gold Gourd began wildly sucking in the surrounding Vengeful Spirits.
Master Peacock and the three Esoteric Buddhist Monks held up the barrier, enduring the bites of the wronged souls as they continuously chanted scriptures to reinforce it. Ma Xiaoling held the Zhanlu Sword aloft, and whenever a wronged soul dared approach, she immediately slashed it apart with a single strike.
There were too many vicious ghosts for her to cut down alone. Fortunately, she had her protective jade token, which kept the wronged souls from harming her.
Ma Xiaoling discovered that this ancient-looking treasured sword was far more powerful than her demon-dispelling wand, and the more she used it, the more naturally it fit her hand.
Crow floated above the altar. Watching the two female ghosts and a gourd become machines for harvesting wronged souls, endlessly absorbing and devouring them, made his eyes split with rage. The hatred in his heart was overwhelming.
How did that bastard have so many tricks? Every single one countered him. What a damn bastard.
Watching the wronged souls grow fewer and fewer, Crow knew he probably could not complete his plan this time. He was unwilling to accept it, but he could only give up.
Crow bared his fangs and roared at Jiang Hao, "Stinking Daoist, you ruined my grand plan! I will repay today's grudge someday. I'll make sure you never know peace!"
After saying that, Crow flashed away, using his teleportation ability to vanish from the spot instantly. He knew that if he wanted to escape, the