Xu Feng paid no attention to the other cloth. He had found the source of the ghostly aura hanging over the strange land: this scrap!
Ghostly energy coiled around it, threatening to spread. It had lain quiet inside the bag, but the moment it came out, it turned violent!
Xu Feng understood at a glance. Two powerful forces had collided: the incense offerings and the ghostly energy were tangled together. He could even see the incense smoke swirling wildly.
Xu Feng had underestimated it. The cloth really had been peaceful inside the Earth God's statue. Even when he coaxed it forward, it hadn't reacted. Perhaps the stimulus had been too slight!
He hadn't provoked it, and looking back, he could see that plugging its seven orifices had been the most useful of everything he'd done.
But here the cloth had suddenly come alive and begun fighting him in earnest. Wind skittered across the table.
Wicked winds and harmful vapors were usually impossible to make out clearly, but their presence showed in what they did. This one slammed into the incense offerings Xu Feng had set on the table, and he frowned.
Fortunately, Xu Feng's table was sturdy.
He had bought a large plank and made it himself. No matter how wildly the wind blew, it wouldn't tear the table apart!
What troubled him more was how fierce this ghost was. It dared clash head-on even with a being like Earth Uncle! The wind tried to snuff out the candles nearby, but they refused to go out!
They flickered wildly for an instant. Then, as though the wind had angered them, the flames suddenly flared higher!
They rose into the shapes of little mountains!
The fire in the Fire Basin at his feet roared up too. The incense he had bought