The invasion of vengeful ghosts continued. Mingyuan released the Four Fierce Beasts, which tore the ghosts to pieces, yet an endless stream of fierce beasts still surrounded them.
Another wide-mouthed, bulging-eyed Ferocious Ghost lunged at Ning Xiang. She swung the Shattered Moon Whip, and flames swallowed it whole.
"We can't keep going like this," Ning Xiang said. "Senior Brother, it's your time to shine again."
Su Lang played the Nine Splendors Phoenix-Felling Flute, and the savage, vicious ghosts gradually quieted down.
Listening to the flute, the Hundred Ghosts King sank into memories that had long been sealed away.
Everything that had happened before she came to Ghost-Crying Island.
And what she had experienced when the Hooked Snake extracted her divine soul.
She was actually part of Ning Xiang's divine soul?
The Hooked Snake had stripped away two strands of her divine soul back then. Had the other strand dissipated?
Ning Xiang had no idea what the Hundred Ghosts King was thinking. She unleashed Golden Crow Brightflame, and the heartfire burned the ghosts until they screamed in agony. Calling the scene before them a hell on earth would have been no exaggeration.
"Tingchao, cover your mouth and nose," Ning Xiang reminded him.
The surviving ghosts tried to charge again, but as though answering some summons, they all retreated.
Everyone returned to the sleeping palace and set up a defensive formation. Some tended to their injuries, while others caught up with old acquaintances.
Bai Yueguang and Zhou Ruoxue sat with their palms pressed together, exchanging sweet nothings.
Ning Xiang crushed a Soundproofing Talisman. She had no desire to hear their nauseating conversation!
The Hundred Ghosts King looked at Ning Hui. He might be her older brother, but making the mighty queen of a hundred ghosts act as someone's little sister was far