Left with No Choice

The ten flew through the air, having just traveled several dozen zhang.

Mi Hai, at the very rear, suddenly sensed an abnormal surge of yin energy behind him. He hastily summoned a Demon-Subduing Pestle and shot it into the pitch-black darkness behind them.

"Boom!"

After the thunderous blast, Mi Hai's expression grew several degrees more solemn.

His Demon-Subduing Pestle had been knocked back.

Though his previous move had merely been a probing attack, given Mi Hai's cultivation and the restraining power of Buddhist arts against ghosts, any ghost below the fourth tier should have been slain in a single strike. Even an ordinary fourth-tier ghost should not have been able to so easily knock away the Demon-Subduing Pestle.

The ghost behind them was clearly no trifling foe.

"Fellow benefactors, a powerful ghost is pursuing us from behind," Mi Hai warned.

Gou Jun, leading the way at the front, also spoke in a grave tone.

"There are fourth-tier ghosts ahead as well. It seems we cannot avoid them. Everyone, prepare for battle."

No sooner had Gou Jun finished speaking than a ghostly howl rang out ahead.

"Roar!"

Immediately afterward, the yin energy ahead churned violently.

An enormous skull condensed from pure yin energy burst through the mist and lunged straight at Gou Jun.

Corpse energy suddenly soared into the heavens from Gou Jun's body.

Streams of dense corpse energy, nearly solid in substance, surged madly from within him.

The corpse energy transformed into a gigantic hand and met the charging skull head-on.

The giant hand struck the skull, causing it to collapse at once.

Without slowing, the giant hand plunged deep into the yin energy.

A deafening "Bang!" rang out.

The giant hand dispersed.

A ghost rushed out from the depths of the yin energy.

The ghost was crimson all over