"I taught them the Ghost Path chapter from the Heavenly Book. They're not merely Yin Spirits anymore—they're Fierce Spirits!" Luo Yunji said slowly, watching the silver tide flowing backward in the distance. Yet the worry in his eyes betrayed how he truly felt.
No matter what, they had to stop these things from breaking through. They couldn't let them get past. The people behind him were the ones he was protecting.
Of the five Heavenly Book scrolls, the Daoist and Buddhist arts were hardest to cultivate at first, but the road became smooth later. The Ghost and Demon arts were easy to learn but difficult to master, while Witchcraft was the most uncanny and exceedingly difficult to get started with.
So it was easy for Spirit Entities to begin cultivating the Ghost Path chapter of the Heavenly Book, but reaching a profound level wasn't a matter of talent. It depended on time, accumulated experience, one's own insight, and chance.
Several points of starlight suddenly darted out of the Ghost Umbrella and settled behind and beside Luo Yunji.
Tian Buyi was taken aback. When he saw Daoyan and the others, he nodded in greeting. But when he saw Divine Monk Puzhi there too, Tian Buyi nearly jumped out of his skin. Then he thought of what his youngest disciple had done at Heavenly Sound, composed himself, and gave a faint Buddhist salute. After all, this wicked monk had wiped out the village of his seventh disciple.
But when he saw the Beast Demon, Tian Buyi nearly hurled the Fire Gathering Basin in his hands at it.
The Beast God didn't even glance at Tian Buyi. Witch Maiden Linglong stood beside him, and the two of them were looking in the same direction.
"I knew he seemed familiar when I saw him