The only good news was that the sky outside had gradually begun to brighten. Perhaps it would not be long before dawn arrived.
As long as we held out until dawn, the ghosts' power would weaken somewhat. We might then be able to deal with them.
The others had realized this as well. The number of evil spirits around us was growing, and they were becoming increasingly ferocious.
I raised Demon Blade Muramasa and swept it across. The slash still unleashed astonishing power, but by now, I no longer had the leisure to care.
A whole night's battle had already left me feeling exhausted.
Ye Xingchen supported me and asked worriedly, "Are you all right?"
"Nothing serious." I narrowed my eyes slightly and said, "If these are the only Fierce Ghosts, I can handle any number of them. But I'm afraid they can no longer sit still."
"Let's go. This isn't the place to fight. We'll head to the rooftop."
I then walked up to the rooftop, and the others followed me.
Once we reached the rooftop, the Fierce Ghosts around us did not pursue me. That made me realize that the master behind the evil ghosts was about to appear.
An old woman and a woman in a kimono stood on the rooftop just like that. They seemed to have been waiting for me for quite some time.
"You're Dragon Grandma." I took one look at the old woman and immediately called out her name.
"That's right." The old woman nodded arrogantly.
Chapter 922: Bridge Princess
Dragon Grandma was one of the most famous Weird Tales in Magic City. It was said that she pushed people off buildings everywhere she went, and was incredibly vicious and brutal. Few people ever survived at her hands.
"As for the other one..."