"I should've brought Wuxin with me."
Ye Lin grumbled inwardly. Wuxin was an expert at dealing with these things—a perfect match for the job. If he'd brought him along, then once he revealed his Buddha's true form, these punks wouldn't dare come near.
Ye Lin's Phoenix Fire would also work wonders against these ghosts, but he didn't dare use it. The moment he did, it'd be a disaster.
Once the Phoenix Fire was unleashed, it would consume spiritual energy at an alarming rate. There was no telling whether he'd even make it to their destination.
Seeing this, the Spirit Transformation Realm ghost in the sky immediately laughed.
He could see right through it. The kid below could only affect ghosts at his own Spirit Transformation Realm. Against anyone below the Nascent Soul Realm, his methods were completely useless.
Wouldn't that make things easy?
Go on, kill them. Kill as many as you like. The ghosts accumulated in the Dark Forest over all these years outnumbered the entire Human Race. Let's see just how many you can kill.
"How much farther?"
As Ye Lin absorbed Spirit Stones to replenish his spiritual energy, he asked Toutian.
Attacking while replenishing his spiritual energy would damage his meridians and wear away at his foundation if he kept it up for too long.
"Almost there. Just hang on a little longer. Three kilometers to go."
When Toutian finished, Ye Lin shot him a withering glance.
Three kilometers? At their current pace, it'd take two hours. They had to clear out the ghosts ahead with every step.
At this rate, he'd run out of strength sooner or later.
Nascent Soul cultivators were people too, damn it—not machines!
"Damn it. Forget it. Let's go."
The next moment, Ye Lin gritted his teeth. A fiery red blaze spread