"Run, hurry and run! We can't stay here!"
"No, we can't escape at all! There are too many evil ghosts!"
"Fight these evil ghosts! Even if we die, we'll drag one down with us!"
"Damn Fengdu! Even in death, I won't let you off! That bastard is harming demons and himself alike!"
The demons were thrown into utter panic, terrified beyond measure. Every one of them fled in all directions, but beneath Xia Ping's Spacetime Domain, their movements slowed to a crawl, like snails.
Even if they wanted to shatter space and escape, it was impossible.
Moreover, these evil ghosts seemed born with the ability to traverse the void. Soundlessly and at incredible speed, they pounced upon the demons in an instant and began tearing into them with frenzied bites.
Crack, crack.
The next second, under Xia Ping's watchful gaze, every ancient demon had its soul torn apart by the evil ghosts. Not a single one escaped. All of them died.
The corpses of powerful ancient demons littered the ground, their eyes hollow. Their bodies remained intact, but their souls had vanished, leaving behind nothing but empty shells.
"Power of misfortune."
Xia Ping stood where he was. After sensing the deaths of all these demons, he found that the power of misfortune which had originally clung to them had all returned to him.
Because of this, the demons' deaths seemed to have greatly strengthened that power of misfortune, making him seem like a vortex of calamity as the strength within him grew still further.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh!!!
In an instant, the remaining dozens of evil ghosts fixed their eyes on Xia Ping. Only now did they seem to notice him, each treating him as the most delicious food imaginable.
They could sense the incomparably powerful aura of his soul. To