These ghosts had no physical bodies. They were ethereal souls formed from black mist and resentful energy.
Judging vaguely by the clothing on their upper bodies, they were much like the undead soul slaves in the Pale Moon Soul-Suppressing Tower-mostly Primordial Antiquity Cultivators from their Nine Netherworlds Continent.
Lin Mo frowned slightly and murmured, "I understand now..."
"The undead soul slaves imprisoned in the Pale Moon Soul-Suppressing Tower were all the remains of cultivators who died fighting on the Nine Netherworlds Continent, strengthened and controlled by the Evil Soul Seal."
"And these ghosts are the souls of those fallen cultivators."
"The Netherworld cultivators deliberately imprisoned the bodies and souls of these Primordial Antiquity Cultivators separately, one in the north and the other in the south. Their intentions are truly venomous. Such hearts deserve execution."
Hearing this, Feng Xu and Mo Qing gritted their teeth, their faces filled with indignation.
As the ghosts drifted toward them, Lin Mo drew a deep breath and summoned the Divine Wood Mystic Gourd Sword into his hand.
"Senior Feng, Senior Mo, I already explained the greater principles when we broke the Pale Moon Soul-Suppressing Tower. There is no need to repeat them."
Lin Mo said gravely, "These people once fought the Netherworld invaders at the cost of their lives to defend the Nine Netherworlds Continent. They are certainly heroes worthy of being recorded in history."
"But now, the Netherworld controls them. They have become enemies standing in the way of our efforts to save the Nine Netherworlds Continent."
"If someday we can drive out the Netherworld invaders and restore the glory of the Nine Netherworlds Continent, we will naturally record their names in history, erect monuments and temples for them, and remake their gilded statues so they may receive incense offerings from future generations."
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