As the hundred ghosts lunged at him like mad, Lin Luo could only muster his strength and unleash the Hell Torch.
Terrifying flames surged out.
Every ghost that approached was burned to nothing by the fierce blaze.
Sensing that something was wrong, Lin Luo did not linger to fight. Instead, he pulled Bai Qianqian along and used Ghost Shadow Trace, evading the Hundred Ghosts' encirclement as best he could.
But the next second, Lin Luo discovered that every ghost in the village had mobilized.
The Hundred Ghosts ran rampant.
Several hundred ghosts swarmed toward him. No matter how powerful Lin Luo was, if he were buried in their midst, he would probably end up half crippled, if not dead.
Fortunately, Lin Luo had taken precautions and retreated in time.
Only then did he avoid a tragedy.
Even so, faced with one out-of-control ghost after another, Lin Luo could only use the Hell Torch to sweep away as many of the ghosts blocking his path as possible.
By the time Lin Luo reached the village entrance, the entire village already reeked of blood.
It was like hell on earth.
The village's entrance and exit were still controlled by the Man-Faced Tree.
Yet something was clearly wrong with the Man-Faced Tree.
An eerie, baleful aura coiled around its entire trunk, inspiring dread even from a distance.
"No wonder you kept finding ways to get me to deal with the ghosts. You wanted to make it easier to absorb them yourself."
Lin Luo also realized the Man-Faced Tree's intentions, and his expression grew somewhat grave.
After absorbing the blood of several hundred ghosts, the Man-Faced Tree had clearly mutated. Both its eerie trunk and its surging ghost power were approaching the ghost general tier.
"Vermin, it's impressive that you noticed so soon. But