The power of the Divine Fire Talisman went without saying—it was Third Master Zhang's specialty in talisman arts.
The moment he used it, the Divine Fire Talisman flashed, followed by a thunderous boom.
A burst of crimson flames exploded in an instant.
The village chief and the other ghost had no idea how well the three of us worked together.
They had already been at a disadvantage in our exchange, and now the three of us had unleashed a combo double strike.
The two ghosts had no time to react before the talisman flames from the Divine Fire Talisman clung to them.
"Aah!"
"Aah!"
Both ghosts screamed and retreated at top speed.
The blazing talisman fire stuck directly to their bodies.
This talisman fire was specially designed to counter Yin and evil energy. Once it latched on, it was extremely difficult to extinguish.
"Hahaha, we got them!"
Zhang Yuchen cried out excitedly.
Zhang Yuchen and I both showed a flicker of delight in that instant.
But the next second, our expressions froze.
After letting out a scream, the two ghosts sucked in sharply at the talisman fire on their bodies.
A tremendous pulling force appeared. The talisman flames split into six streams of fire and were sucked straight into the ghosts' mouths and noses.
In the blink of an eye, they were extinguished.
Still, the talisman fire had burned their necks and arms, leaving behind a horrifying, mangled mess of flesh.
"Holy shit, those two ghosts swallowed the talisman fire?"
I was utterly stunned.
That fire could reduce Yin and evil entities to ashes, yet they could devour it?
"Ou Doudou, h-how is that possible?!"
Zhang Yuchen was just as shocked.
Mao Jing sucked in a cold breath too, feeling as though his understanding of the world had been overturned.