The sudden surge of baleful energy and the low, hoarse male voice made me glance sideways.
There were baleful entities here too?
But I ignored it. Judging by the baleful energy, it was only a minor one.
About two seconds later, a middle-aged man wearing a reflective vest slowly walked toward us from below the river channel, holding a red swim ring.
"Oh! Are you here to go rafting?"
I saw him, and baleful energy clung to his body.
His eyes were pure white. He was undoubtedly a vicious ghost.
His aura was not strong either, only at the White-Robed level. I could crush him with one foot, let alone the battle spirit Blazing Fire lurking in the shadows.
The time had not yet come, so I continued controlling the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Wheel.
I completely ignored him.
It seemed entirely possible that the Nine Nether Soul-Devouring Wheel could attract evil entities.
Before long, that middle-aged evil entity drew close.
Holding the swim ring, he said:
"Customer, if you want to go rafting, you need to have your ticket checked first!"
I still ignored him...
He stood about seven hundred meters away from me, grinning as he let out a creepy "heh heh heh" laugh that irritated me.
I still ignored him, because Blazing Fire had already emerged soundlessly from the shadows.
The bronze ghost mask on his face remained cold and vicious, while the Ba Kingdom Scimitar in his hand radiated a chilling aura.
Yet that ghost was completely unaware.
He was still asking me for a ticket:
"Customer, you didn't sneak in without paying, did you? If you don't buy a ticket, you'll be killed! Heh heh heh..."
His laughter rang out again.
But Blazing Fire had already appeared behind him, and he had no idea.
"Stupid dog!"