The Ghost Clan army began climbing upward along the steps of that colossal tree.
Its bark had peeled away, and no one knew how many years it had been dead. Before it, the Ghost Spirits were truly smaller than ants.
The Sixteen Ghost Kings stood around them, letting the Ghost Spirit army scout the path ahead while they observed the situation.
The vast Ghost Spirit army surrounded the entire giant tree so tightly that not even water could pass through.
Among the Sixteen Ghost Kings, one bald Ghost King with a particularly vicious and ferocious appearance stepped forward.
He wore Buddhist prayer beads around his neck and held an oval incense burner in his hand.
Several Ghost Kings exchanged glances as the fierce-looking Ghost King poured spiritual energy into the incense burner.
"A thread of Death Qi, and ghosts and gods alike leave no trace."
The moment his words fell, the incense burner began to tremble, wisps of black qi spreading out from within.
The black qi split into two streams. One seemed to divine the secrets of heaven, stirring the winds and clouds overhead.
The other split into a tiny branch and drifted before the place where Xu Zimo and the others were hiding.
Their expressions changed drastically. They had not expected to be discovered like this.
Even the bald Ghost King was somewhat taken aback before sneering. "I didn't expect an unexpected harvest. We found a few little rats."
With a flick of his finger, powerful Ghost Qi exploded amid the yellow sand, forcibly exposing Xu Zimo and the others.
"This is troublesome," the members of the God Clan said solemnly.
The moment Youdu Ghost King and Azure Ghost King saw Xu Zimo and the group led by the man at the front, they understood everything.
"They're the