In the willow grove, Xu Ying focused his consciousness, opened his Celestial Eye, and immediately took in the true faces of the Wuchang Ghosts one by one!
Many of those Wuchang Ghosts were not genuine Wuchang Ghosts at all!
Under the Celestial Eye's gaze, true and false Wuchang Ghosts were easy to distinguish. The key lay in their souls.
Wuchang were ghosts and gods of the Underworld, a peculiar kind of Underworld Creature that also possessed physical bodies. Their formation was extremely complex. They were beings formed from the resentment of Soul Spirits that had died in the Underworld, clinging to corpses that had stiffened and died in places of extreme Yin. They also possessed divinity, and people in the Mortal Realm worshiped them as gods.
Looking through the Celestial Eye, one could see that the souls of true Wuchang Ghosts were scattered and formless within their bodies, a mass here and another there.
Yet mixed among the Wuchang was another kind of Wuchang.
Their physical bodies had been transformed by the Wuchang Mask. Their original forms were human skeletons, stretched, grown, and reshaped. Along the edges of their faces, one could still see traces of connection. Apparently, countless fleshy buds growing from the Wuchang Mask had burrowed into their faces and fused with their muscles, leaving those marks!
More importantly, their souls were human souls.
They were all human!
They were Nu Masters wearing Wuchang Masks!
Yuan Weiyang had noticed it as well. In a low voice, she said, "Nu Masters wearing masks are mixed among the Wuchang. The genuine and false are intermingled!"
Xu Ying's heart stirred. Yuan Weiyang definitely possessed an extremely unique method of wielding consciousness that allowed her to see through the genuine and false.
Uncle Xiao said solemnly, "Young Master, these people have mixed