"This is a Ghost Domain's Dharma Realm..." Wang Jinhai explained. It was not a wholly real, material world, so one could easily break free of physical constraints, soar through the sky, burrow into the earth, and manifest divine forms.
But back in the Mortal World, anyone with the cultivation to soar through the sky and burrow into the earth would have to be at least at the Yang Spirit level...
At the deepest reaches of the Ghost Domain stretched a line of rolling hills. They were not particularly high, but they marked its end.
Sure enough, near one of the hillsides, they found a Ghost Gate that had mostly collapsed.
Several dozen ragged Ghost Creatures wandered before it...
The Ghost Gate had already collapsed halfway, and then heavenly lightning had struck it. Now that it had crumbled again, perhaps only a tenth of it remained.
A Yin Wind howled like sharp arrows, whipping the mist into a huge vortex. It looked dangerous. No wonder these Wild Ghosts had fled here but failed to return to the Netherworld.
Perhaps Astral Wind was raging on the Netherworld side again!
With no way forward and pursuers behind them, the Wild Ghosts saw Tang Changsheng's Essence Soul approach with the Yin Soldier Formation Board in tow. Its might was terrifying. How could they have the slightest thought of resisting? Led by the Spirit Ghost, they prostrated themselves on the ground.
The Yin Soldier Camp Board turned into a cloud of black mist and swallowed every Wild Ghost. Only after a long while could the outlines of Barracks and other buildings be glimpsed within it.
All the Wild Ghosts were subdued. After another taste of suffering, they finally settled down.
"What's your name? Why did you lead these Ghost Creatures here?"
The Ghost Creature hurriedly