"It didn't seem to be here yet!" Xiao Hua swept his gaze around and shook his head. "It's only that this... underworld wind has grown thicker, as though it has even blown out the Blood Sea... Oh no!"
As he spoke, Xiao Hua nearly lost his voice. Within the Youwang Ghost Cave before his eyes, countless wandering souls crawled out from an area spanning dozens of li like ants. Some had no heads, some had no arms, and many had no legs at all, simply floating through the air...
"What is it?" Zhu Cheng hurriedly asked.
"Wandering souls have emerged from the Youwang Ghost Cave! And there are an enormous number of them." As Xiao Hua spoke, he looked toward the other ghost caves...
"How many exactly?" Unable to see, Zhu Cheng could not help shouting. "There has to be a number, right?"
"The ghost caves spanning dozens of li are filled with wandering souls, packed one after another. Think about it yourself..." Xiao Hua replied absentmindedly.
"So many?" Zhu Cheng could not help crying out as well. "In past years..."
At this point, Zhu Cheng fell silent too. There was simply no meaning in speaking of past years now!
"Clack, clack..." Zhu Cheng's teeth began chattering again. After Xiao Hua examined the nine ghost caves in turn, his heart churned like rivers and seas. The ghosts surging from the caves had formed formations that appeared chaotic yet were actually highly ordered, each moving in a different direction. Throughout the thousand li of mountains and forests outside the three towns, wandering souls covered the hills and plains!
"Fellow Immortal Zhu, what is wrong with you?" Xiao Hua turned his head and asked strangely.
"Nothing!" Zhu Cheng answered, equally distracted.
Looking at Zhu Cheng's face, which appeared somewhat past seventy, Xiao