Chen Miao looked at the two frozen members of the Demon-Suppressing Bureau, bound in hair and Soul Intestines, then glanced at Lin Feng nearby, who stood back-to-back with the Leaping Hopping Corpse, matching wits with empty air. He hardly knew what to feel. Earlier, while roaming Qingjiang Town, he had suddenly spotted a ghost entering his field of vision.
Chen Miao's attention had been elsewhere at the time, so he had not noticed how the ghost appeared.
All he knew was that after he turned around, there was suddenly a ghost in the alley.
He immediately activated Mist Condensation and captured it.
After that, Chen Miao picked up the pace of his sweep.
Sure enough, in Qingjiang Town, where there had been no ghosts before, he found two more wandering ghosts in succession.
Just as Chen Miao was pondering how these ghosts had appeared, two figures suddenly entered the range of his mist.
The moment Chen Miao saw those two figures, he recognized what surrounded them.
During one of his previous experiences Entering the Mortal World, he had become a dungeon Corpse Stitcher and encountered a jailer!
When that jailer tried to kill him, this same manifestation had appeared around his body.
However, the hideous Immortal-God Apparition surrounding that jailer had not been as large as those around these two men!
Still, he was certain they were the same kind of thing.
Based on his experience with that jailer, Chen Miao immediately guessed who these two men were.
The Demon-Suppressing Bureau!
Only the Demon-Suppressing Bureau would belong to the same system as the jailers.
But why had these two members of the Demon-Suppressing Bureau come looking for trouble with him?
Chen Miao did not understand, but since they were already here, he certainly would not pass up this chance to