Immediately afterward, a strange procession slowly came into view.
It was a group of paper men with deathly pale faces and garishly painted rouge.
They wore vivid red ceremonial robes, stiff, eerie smiles fixed on their faces as they marched in perfect unison.
At the center of the procession, they carried an old bridal sedan chair, its red color as vivid as dripping blood.
The chair's curtain was raised. Nothing was inside, yet it exuded a deathly stillness that made the soul tremble.
The instant the Red Sedan Chair appeared.
Dugu Bo, who lay collapsed on the ground, suddenly rose into the air against his will.
An utterly irresistible, unnatural suction locked directly onto him.
"No! What the hell is this thing! Save me..."
Dugu Bo frantically stirred the last of his soul power, trying to corrode that suction with his deadly poison.
But before this pure paranormal power, his poison-attribute soul power of over level ninety failed to make even the slightest ripple.
With a whoosh.
Dugu Bo was violently dragged into the empty Red Sedan Chair.
The red curtain abruptly dropped.
Not even the faintest sound of struggle emerged from within. The renowned Poison Douluo simply vanished without a sound.
Everything happened far too quickly.
After Dugu Bo was swallowed up, the suction targeting the living did not stop.
Instead, it instantly shifted onto Yang Jian, Ye Zhen, and Yue Yan'an!
Yang Jian's pupils contracted sharply, shock surging through his mind.
This was inside his fourth-layer Ghost Domain!
The sedan chair had pierced straight through his fourth-layer Ghost Domain and was tugging at his body without any resistance. Just what level of vengeful ghost was this?
He did not hesitate. The instant the spatial freeze lifted.
The fifth and sixth Ghost Eyes beneath his sleeve snapped fully open,