On the way to the ancestral hall, they encountered some demonic beasts and ghosts, but Qin Hao slapped every last one of them to death.
These low-tier ghosts posed no threat at all to Qin Hao now. They were merely a few points of exercise.
After charging ahead for more than ten minutes, Qin Hao and the others arrived at the entrance to the Qin Clan's martial arts training ground.
The moment they reached the entrance, they heard waves of fighting, mixed with agonized screams.
Seeing this, Qin Hao told Li Kang and his wife to hide, then rushed into the training ground.
The instant Qin Hao stepped inside, he saw Tianze and several Qin Clan martial artists locked in battle with first- and second-tier ghosts. Meanwhile, the villagers nearby were pale-faced, their eyes filled with terror.
They huddled in the corners, shivering uncontrollably.
Some of the ghosts in the training ground turned and attacked Qin Hao upon seeing another person arrive. One ghost even burrowed out of the ground, preparing to launch a sneak attack on him.
Qin Hao glanced at them coldly and paid them little heed. He casually stomped his foot, and the ghost beneath the ground died before it could make a move. More than a dozen writhing Lightning Serpents immediately gathered in his hands.
Then he thrust both palms forward, and the Lightning Serpents in his hands surged toward the ghosts like wild horses breaking free of their reins.
The Qin Clan cultivators and the ghosts fighting them also noticed something strange, and all turned to look toward the entrance.
They saw black snakes formed from lightning shooting toward them! Yet they soon realized that these Lightning Serpents were not attacking them, but only the ghosts.
They stared at the incredible sight in shock, finding