Netherfire Wall, Stronger Paper Crafting

The four of us had just rushed out from behind the rocks.

A vicious voice rang out from within the Paper Underworld Tower—the demonic Daoist, Leng Bingshan.

"I truly underestimated you. To think you managed to break my Paper-Made Six Ghost Riders.

Good, good, good!

Next, I'll show you an even more powerful secret paper-crafting art.

Tonight, your souls will remain here..."

As he spoke, we caught glimpses of Leng Bingshan within the twisting maw of the Paper Underworld Tower.

Hearing that, all our hearts tightened.

The six paper ghost riders alone had been difficult enough to deal with.

And he had an even stronger secret paper-crafting art?

Just as the thought crossed my mind, Leng Bingshan shouted again.

"Yellow Springs Ghost Art; Grievance Paper Spirit..."

The moment his voice fell, a red paper talisman flew out of the Paper Underworld Tower and hovered between us and the tower.

Then, the enormous Paper Underworld Tower began to tremble again.

The flames in its six windows grew even fiercer.

The whooshing of fire rang out without pause.

At that moment, the entire Paper Underworld Tower emitted an intense, heavy evil aura.

The sinister winds around us also grew stronger...

All that evil aura swirled around the red paper talisman, forming a cyclone.

The ordinary white underworld paper scattered around us seemed drawn toward it as well, rustling as it continuously flew toward the red talisman.

The underworld paper gathered nonstop, as though it were forming a human-shaped paper effigy.

The black mist wraiths began howling as well, charging continuously into the paper figure and supplying it with resentment.

My expression changed drastically.

He was clearly using this underworld paper and those wraiths to gather and form some even more powerful paper-crafted evil thing.

"Damn it, we can't let that thing take