Bado Weilei wore a faint smile. "No. To be precise, I am binding [Formless Tathagata]."
Before Qu Zan's eyes, pairs of ghost hands sprouted from Bado Weilei's body and clamped around his neck.
At the same time, Bado Weilei's face twisted, and all his features vanished.
He looked utterly horrifying-
Qu Zan swiftly snapped Bado Weilei's thick neck.
Instead of using the tent entrance, Qu Zan smashed through the tent wall and scrambled out through the side.
By then, a dense crowd stood outside-
Serfs, servants-everyone in Bado Manor had come out. All of them had lost their facial features and stood motionless in the night. The sight was so horrifying that it made one's scalp crawl-
This Vengeful Ghost's terror level was extremely high-
"Elders!" Qu Zan shouted.
Three figures appeared, clad in black robes with golden armor underneath.
"This manor has already been overrun by a Vengeful Ghost. Everyone has been controlled," the Jomo elder said. "Elder Bei Ruogema, our people are all trapped in dreams. Wake them all."
The square-faced, middle-aged Dharma Protector Elder nodded. He opened his mouth, and a piercing sound rang out, shrill as a Vengeful Ghost's wail-
It instantly reverberated throughout the manor and beyond.
Hearing that mournful sound, Qu Zan wanted nothing more than to plug his ears immediately.
Bei Ruogema tilted his head and listened. "All two hundred and sixty of our people are still alive-"
With Elder Bei Ruogema's shriek, everyone who had been sunk in sleep inside the previously silent tents jolted awake.
"What happened?"
"What was that sound?" the monks in the tents asked, rubbing their bleary eyes.
Clap, clap, clap!
The sound of applause rang out.
Qu Zan looked toward the sound and saw an uncanny human figure emerge from the darkness.
The man resembled a corpse,