The moon hanging high overhead seemed to have grown larger.
At some point, a gale had risen, whipping the river into rolling waves. All they could hear was the sound of the earth splitting and buildings collapsing.
As Yang and Qin Manjiang crossed the barrier of black limbs and reached the enormous Five-Headed Vengeful Ghost, Yu Chenglin, who had just finished reciting the Golden Light Mantra to give himself a layer of protection, looked utterly crazed.
The gale blew his meticulously groomed hair into complete disarray. As a celebrity, he had exceptionally outstanding looks and bearing, but at that moment, nothing but a savage expression could be seen on his face.
Just as Qin Manjiang and Yang leaped up, ready to find a chance to put the Jade Cicada back into the Vengeful Ghost's mouth, the enormous, terrifying ghost smashed the ground apart again. This time, because everyone had already fled the grounds of [Southern Branch Troupe] and reached the riverbank, they were not caught up in much of it.
But soon, they saw paper figures with deathly pale faces crawling out of the ground.
Dressed in all sorts of opera costumes, they surged madly toward Yu Chenglin and the others!
"Old man!" Xinxin suddenly shouted. "We're the only two protected by the Golden Light Mantra now. Come on!"
Xinxin picked up a wooden stick from the ground and looked eagerly at Yu Chenglin.
Before Yu Chenglin could answer, a figure flashed past, and someone charged straight into the mass of paper figures!
"Heh... just what you'd expect from someone who chose the martial male role. Agile and brainless." Shen Hai watched Yan Xiao charge out, his face full of mockery.
Seeing this, Xinxin stopped waiting for Yu Chenglin's answer. Holding her wooden stick, she followed Yan Xiao into the