At a glance, the misty area was filled with twisted ghostly evils.
There was no telling how many there were.
Just as the four of us charged forward, the twisted evils spotted us.
More precisely, they spotted the Great Fiend Eye above us.
As the onion-ring-like eye continued to enlarge,
waves of twisted evils pounced on us. None of them were weak; almost all had reached the level of white-robed vicious ghosts.
There were even powerful twisted fiends at the yellow-robed and red-robed levels.
None of us dared to be careless. We fought with everything we had.
This battle was destined to be fierce...
A little over a hundred meters ahead, Master and Daoist Qingshan were fighting a powerful twisted ghostly evil.
The ghostly evil wielded twin blades and had three heads, each with four eyes.
It kept roaring as its twin blades hacked wildly at Master.
This time, aside from Grandmaster's memorial tablet, Master had brought every other magical artifact with him.
He had brought all the high-grade magical artifacts Grandmaster had bestowed upon him.
The Evil-Subduing Seal, the Soul-Seizing Banner, the Bronze Mirror...
Master held an iron hook in his right hand and the Soul-Seizing Banner in his left. Whenever he waved the banner, the ghostly evil would let out an "Awoo!" of agony, as if its ghost essence had been drained away, leaving it weakened and slow.
With the iron hook in hand, he kept hooking and killing evil spirits while battling the three-headed twisted fiend.
Daoist Qingshan held a Peachwood Sword. As he slaughtered his way through the ghost horde, he occasionally activated talisman arts as well. He was equally formidable.
Further ahead, however, the ghost horde blocked our view.
But Third Master Zhang, the bureau chief, and the other experts were all fighting bloody battles