New Spell: Sun-Moon Heavenly Light Incantation

Zhang Yuchen's words could be a little cringe at times, but sometimes they really fired people up.

Looking at the densely packed paper fiendish ghosts and black mist wraiths continuously gathering before us,

I answered without hesitation,

"Fine! We'll kill our way through together."

Mao Jing coolly replied with two words,

"That works."

Pan Ling sheathed her Peachwood Sword and pulled out a white talisman none of us had ever seen before.

She said,

"Let me clear the way for you."

As she spoke, Pan Ling tossed the white talisman into the air with one hand.

Then she pressed her hands together, and the talisman instantly shot skyward, hovering over five meters above us.

Was she about to use some new spell?

Why did it have to fly so high into the air?

Zhang Yuchen and I watched, unsure what spell Pan Ling was about to cast.

After all, we had known each other for so long. Other than knowing that Pan Ling's eyes were powerful and that her main technique was the Spirit Light Spell,

Mao Jing had used almost all the other spells.

For a moment, I was even a little expectant.

But the black mist ghosts and paper fiendish ghosts were already attacking us.

The three of us protected Pan Ling in the center as we struck out continuously.

From three directions, we kept killing the resentful spirits and evil ghosts rushing at us.

The sounds of ghosts exploding—boom, boom, boom—rang out without end.

Black smoke and ghostly flames burned continuously before us.

Even though we were completely surrounded, we felt no fear. We could still confidently leave our backs to our companions.

Then, after Pan Ling formed a hand seal and quietly chanted for a while,

she suddenly cried out,

"White radiance of heaven shines upon