Seeing this, Lin Shuang's hand seal stalled as she prepared to pry some information from the ghost soldier's mouth.
Judging by the ghost soldier's words just now, "master" should have referred to the leader of the ghost soldiers?
And the ghost soldiers had been so courteous, even addressing them as Immortal Masters?
There were likely quite a few people attending today's banquet, including the "Immortal Masters" in these ghost soldiers' eyes. Could there be cultivators here colluding with yin creatures?
To her surprise, you coldly said, "Kill them all."
The moment your words fell, the Xue sisters had already formed hand seals and attacked. They drew yellow talismans from their sleeves, and as their lips parted slightly, a thread of dim yellow fire shot out from the paper.
The flames began as small as beans, yet in the blink of an eye became a towering inferno that swallowed the foremost ghost soldiers, reducing them to drifting ash.
Lin Shuang and the other two were a beat slower. By the time they acted, dozens of ghost soldiers had already climbed the city wall. Yin energy immediately swirled around the blue stone bricks.
All five were at the Spirit-Stabilizing Realm Late Stage. As they unleashed their techniques, Sword Qi and talisman flames wove together into a net.
Within the time it took to drink a cup of tea, every ghost soldier atop the wall had been slain.
However, the commotion atop the wall also drew Wan City's attention.
More and more ghost soldiers gathered and returned, densely packed in groups numbering over a thousand.
Patches of eerie green ghostfire had surfaced around the city walls. At the end of the long street, over a thousand ghost soldiers surged forward in battle formation, while three ghost generals riding skeletal warhorses flew through the