They were vicious little ghosts, baring their fangs and brandishing their claws, eager to tear Lu Mian into mincemeat.
"So you're the ones making all that racket."
"You're driving me crazy!"
Lu Mian drew the Black Tiger Heavy Saber and unleashed a savage slash.
These little ghosts were indeed rather strange.
They looked tiny, but their ghostly bodies were exceptionally tough, with heads like copper and arms like iron.
Bang! Bang! Bang!!!
The Black Tiger Heavy Saber struck the vicious little ghosts, sending showers of sparks flying.
Like baseballs struck by a bat, the vicious little ghosts were sent flying one after another, smashing through the walls.
Rumble!!!
As more and more walls fell, the entire house collapsed with a crash, throwing up clouds of dust.
"Interesting."
"With such powerful vitality, feeding you to my little ghosts might just let me raise a second-tier evil sha."
A cross-eyed man in black robes eerily appeared before the collapsed house, his face alight with excitement.
Whoosh, whoosh, whoosh~~
The vicious little ghosts from earlier appeared silently beside the black-robed man, as docile as puppies.
Thump~~
"I could tell something was off about those little ghosts."
"So they didn't form naturally. Someone refined them."
Carrying the Black Tiger Heavy Saber, Lu Mian slowly emerged from the dust, his gaze fixed on the black-robed man.
Even before the Heavenly Calamity, this world had harbored evil cultivators.
These evil cultivators would commit any atrocity to increase their power, especially sacrificing living people or devouring and refining them.
But with the many sects keeping them in check, evil cultivators had been like sewer rats, never daring to show themselves in the light.
After the Heavenly Calamity, however, these evil cultivators seemed to have entered their golden age, becoming increasingly active.
The Black-Clad Man before him was