"Kill him! With his flesh and blood as a sacrifice, I can break through to a blood-clad ghost ahead of time!" Zhang Chunyu shouted harshly.
The half-body blood garments glanced at her. Rather than act themselves right away, they signaled with their eyes, and the top-level vengeful ghosts from Building One slowly surrounded him.
A skeletal woman clutched her own throat, making a strangely familiar sound.
"Xiao Chen, Xiao Chen, it's me."
To Jiang Chen, the voice sounded a little like Sister Hong and a little like Chen Xue.
A middle-aged man wept into his hands as he approached step by step. Beneath his large hands, there seemed to be a terrifying face.
A ghost infant crawled across the ground, its clothes speckled with bloodlike stains. It was almost a half-body blood garment.
This was Building One's collective strength.
Three half-body blood garments and three top-level vengeful ghosts!
The three ghosts advanced, forced by their building's half-body blood garments to probe Jiang Chen's strength.
Jiang Chen finally stopped holding back, too.
"Commanding the thirty-six heavens, through countless myriad tribulations, answering the radiant summons, becoming the heavenly host..."
He recited an obscure thunder incantation. Purple light gradually swallowed his pupils as terrifying electric arcs gathered, and his body slowly rose into the air.
The ghosts did not know whether they were imagining it.
At that moment, the sky changed.
Heavy black clouds pressed down.
Faint rumbling could be heard, as though muffled thunder were crashing.
"Divine Firmament!!!"
As his aura climbed to its peak, Jiang Chen roared. Purple lightning blazed in his pupils, and two electric arcs shot out, striking the woman and the man covering his face head-on.
Two tremendous explosions rang out.
Accompanied by screams that cut off abruptly.
Both ghosts exploded outright, their remains scattering across the ground.