On another section of branch radiant with divine light.
Lin Baixiang sat cross-legged with yearning in his heart, pointing a finger at his brow. A cluster of ghostly light suddenly blossomed from his forehead.
"Buzz, buzz!"
Countless insect-like aberrations surfaced within that ghostly light, arranged into clusters of bizarre patterns and releasing an evil power that gnawed away at vitality.
"I wonder if this will work."
The wrinkles on Lin Baixiang's already aged face deepened further. His life force and soul aura were slowly devoured by the vermin within the ghostly light.
"Shadow Ghost Vermin are creatures bred in a mysterious forbidden land of the Ghost Clan beyond the heavens. They can spawn strange ghostly evils."
Lin Baixiang naturally recalled the supreme god who had led the Ghost Clan before Zi Mo.
As a formidable Sword God from the Sword Tower, Lin Baixiang had once possessed extraordinarily brilliant combat prowess. Facing the previous supreme god of the Ghost Clan and many elite gods under his command, he had fought one against many and ultimately wiped them all out.
After that battle, the gods of the Ghost Clan had suffered a devastating blow.
The Ghost Clan had once fallen into utter decline.
It was only after that battle that Zi Mo, this rising talent of the Ghost Clan, shouldered the heavy responsibility of reviving the clan and steadily ascended into the ranks of the Ghost Clan's supreme beings.
Yet Lin Baixiang had also become afflicted by the "Shadow Ghost Vermin," and for years, he had never been able to remove them.
Even with his wisdom and knowledge, he could find no way to kill the "Shadow Ghost Vermin." When his sword light penetrated them, he found that every single vermin felt like his own flesh, blood, essence, and soul.
Destroying the