"What's going on? I've been rescued just like that? There won't be any problems, will there?"
Ghost Witch simply could not believe that he had escaped his predicament in an instant, and could not help suspecting that it was all a dream.
"There are three seals on me. The first is this Scattered Soul Sand spread throughout the sandbank. The Nether King personally laid this restriction back then!"
Ghost Witch said, pointing at the flickering specks of light across the sandbank.
"So what?"
Luo Hong asked casually.
Ghost Witch opened his mouth, seeming as though he wanted to refute him, but after a brief pause, he changed his words.
"The second seal is this withered tree itself. It is called Yang Chi Wood. It looks pitch-black, as if it has been burned by fire, but it actually contains divine flames and is tremendously powerful!"
"Are you leaving or not?"
Luo Hong was getting impatient. Had this old ghost developed some sort of problem from being imprisoned for too long? Why did he look so proud just because the seals were powerful?
"The third seal is the Soul Locking Box in my hand. It seals my soul and locks my life, leaving me nowhere to escape!"
Ghost Witch stroked the square box in his hand and spoke with a complicated expression.
"If you keep rambling, Luo will crush it."
Luo Hong had now caught on. This old ghost was being so long-winded because he feared there might be something wrong with Luo Hong's method of breaking the seals.
Heh, he guessed right.
"No, no! I was sealed for far too many years, and I have already refined this item in reverse into a vessel for storing my soul.
If it is shattered, once my remnant soul is exposed, it will not