The Black Hair Wind, like black light, slipped through the cracks, then burrowed into the ghosts at the front.
These ghosts retreated in terror.
Unfortunately, it was too late.
Crack! Crack! Crack!
Black ice appeared on one ghost after another, and they became blocks of black ice.
Then more Black Hair Wind burrowed out of their bodies, seeking to enter the remaining ghosts.
The ghosts trembled in terror.
An idea stirred in Wang Quan's mind, and he opened his mouth and spat out a jet of flame.
Whoosh!
The flames burned, making the Black Hair Wind squeal wildly before rolling back.
The flames scorched the ghosts sealed in black ice.
The black ice melted, and the ghosts fell to the ground, gasping for breath.
Driven back by the flames, the remaining Black Hair Wind retreated again and again until all of it fled the tunnel.
Seeing this, the ghosts immediately cheered. "We survived!"
"Wonderful! We don't have to die!"
"Brother, what kind of ghost are you? Your innate talent is incredible! You can actually withstand the Black Hair Wind."
"Brother, interested in breeding? I'd like to use your bloodline to improve our race's bloodline."
Wang Quan...
"Everyone, tell me more about the Black Hair Wind."
One ghost scratched its head. "Black Hair Wind is just Black Hair Wind!"
Wang Quan coughed. "I want to know how this Black Hair Wind comes into being."
"Where does it start blowing, and where does it dissipate?"
Most of the ghosts scratched their heads, not understanding.
An older ghost said, "Everyone knows about the [Land of Dead Silence], right?"
All the ghosts nodded. Only Wang Quan shook his head.
The older ghost coughed and looked at Wang Quan. "There are many [Lands of Dead Silence] in this Underworld."
"They say a powerful being sleeps