Hung on the City Wall

"Ah! Help! Somebody help me!"

"Somebody save me! Get away! Get away! Ah..."

The nobles attacked by the Infant Ghosts let out wave after wave of screams. In the blink of an eye, the entire banquet hall descended into chaos.

Meanwhile, Zhu Zhuqing had already sliced the Fallen Soul Master with the Vampire Bat Martial Soul into a cripple with all four limbs severed. She returned to Ning Rongrong's side, frowning.

"What happened?"

"They're all the resentful souls of infants. He's simply an animal—he even tried to run!"

Ning Rongrong charged forward again. Her fist, condensed from the Geo Element, slammed into the Fallen Soul Master's head. Bang! His head exploded on the spot, spraying red and white gore everywhere. The sight was truly terrifying.

But Ning Rongrong still wasn't satisfied. She stomped hard on the corpse several more times.

The Fallen Soul Master was dead, but the Infant Ghosts did not stop. They had already become resentful souls, and with their restraints gone, they attacked everyone indiscriminately.

"Zhuqing, what do we do now? Our Nine Treasures Glazed Pagoda can't purify these resentful souls either."

"I don't have any way to deal with them either. We can only ask Lan Yu for help. He should be on our side. Still, we've disappointed him."

"It's fine. No one expected these nobles to have two Fallen Soul Masters at the Soul Douluo level."

Zhu Zhuqing and Ning Rongrong then assumed a devout, prayerful posture.

"Believer Zhu Zhuqing beseeches the Sage Lord of Fungi to save these pitiful children!"

"Believer Ning Rongrong beseeches the Sage Lord of Fungi to let these children's souls rest in peace!"

The moment their voices fell, the Mycelial Carpet instantly spread across the entire banquet hall.

The entire Mycelial Carpet glowed emerald green. The Infant Ghosts immediately stopped