Screech! Screech!...
In an instant, the deathly silent, icy space was shattered. Zheng Yi was like an oversized torch, his surging living aura so dazzling in the dead of night during the Hundred Ghosts Night Parade that the originally calm, sluggish Vengeful Spirits and Malevolent Ghosts were all driven mad.
Mad, greedy Ghost Howls rose from all around. The ghostly beings that had been scattered about rapidly converged from every direction and lunged fiercely at Zheng Yi.
To these ghostly beings, the blood qi of the living was not merely the best guiding beacon—it was the deadliest temptation.
And Zheng Yi, as a cultivator, possessed even sweeter, more delectable blood qi, making these Evil Ghosts unable to restrain themselves.
"Come on, all of you, come!"
Facing the Evil Ghosts crowding the streets, Zheng Yi showed not the slightest hint of retreat in his eyes. Instead, they were filled with a smile as he waved the Soul Devouring Banner in his hand.
At once, the enormous demonic banner fluttered in the wind and rapidly expanded. In the blink of an eye, it had grown to over one zhang tall. As the banner, more than three meters high, swayed, it emitted a biting black aura.
For a moment, it seemed as though a passage had opened between illusion and reality. The Blood-Clothed Female Ghost was the first to emerge from it, flying straight into the air.
The other forty-eight Malevolent Ghost Yin Soldiers were all elite warriors as well. They formed a tight encirclement, protecting Zheng Yi at the very center.
The black banner unfurled as spiritual power surged through Zheng Yi's body. Torrential Ink Spirit Fiend covered his skin and, through the connection between him and the Soul Devouring Banner, spread across the banner's surface, forming an invisible Killing Intent barrier.