The yin wind howled, and the ink-black sea churned beneath shimmering waves.
Flesh and blood flew across the wooden pier. Dark red-black blood streamed everywhere, while filthy bones bobbed up and down in its midst.
The old fisherman had been hacked to pieces. His remains lay scattered evenly all around, and blood flowed from the pier onto the walkway, dripping all the way into the pitch-black sea.
The fish he had dragged ashore lay scattered beneath the flagpole. Every last one had stopped screaming.
The dead seafood gave off a powerful stench that made one want to retch.
Amid the bloody carnage, which looked like a slaughterhouse, Ning Wuye and Zhong Kui Yueji were both panting heavily.
This was a Ghostly Being at the late stage of Spirit Transformation!
Even with the two of them fighting together, the battle just now had been perilous in the extreme.
Fortunately, the outcome was good. They had dealt with the only Ghostly Being in this Law land!
After briefly catching their breath, the two immediately took out pills and swallowed them. Without waiting for their spiritual power to recover, they headed toward the walkway.
"By fighting just now, we've exposed the aura of the living," Zhong Kui Yueji said gravely. "Other Ghostly Beings will probably come soon. We need to leave at once."
Ning Wuye gave a slight nod. With a thought, the long sword on his back slid soundlessly from its sheath, becoming a streak of fierce sword light that tore through the sky and shot toward the sea.
The sword flashed like lightning. In the blink of an eye, it had made a huge circle across the vast sea before returning to the walkway and slipping back into its sheath.
"There are no restrictions above the sea," Ning Wuye said. "We