Watching the wronged souls surge toward him, Jiang Beiran first scattered a handful of [Heavenly Steed Incantations], then swung the Ghost Glow Sword and rapidly chanted.
"Heavenly Wardens and Mighty Warriors, charge north with awe."
"Three hundred thousand soldiers, guard my ninth heaven!"
In an instant, all the [Heavenly Steed Incantations] he had thrown out transformed into illusory golden-armored soldiers and charged toward the wronged souls.
However, although the golden-armored soldiers were imposing at first and launched a fearless charge, they were soon completely swallowed by the hundreds of thousands of wronged souls.
Left with no choice, Jiang Beiran could only mobilize his Spiritual power to form a layer of force field around himself. Yet under the impact of hundreds of thousands of wronged souls, he still could not help feeling his scalp go numb as waves of headache kept striking him.
"Daddy!"
"Tree Root! Tree Root, where are you?"
"Second Aunt, I'm Dudu! I'm Dudu!"
Just as Jiang Beiran was about to be completely swallowed by those hundreds of thousands of wronged souls as well, urgent cries suddenly replaced the evil ghost whispers by his ears that had been telling him to go to hell.
Hmm? Sensing that a turn for the better had come, Jiang Beiran mobilized his Spiritual power to investigate in the direction of the voices, and discovered that it was actually Da Hu bringing a large number of ghosts over.
And those deep, urgent calls were precisely coming from these ghosts.
As the shouts grew more and more urgent, the wronged souls that had originally wanted nothing but to tear Jiang Beiran apart suddenly stopped, struggling yet bewildered looks appearing in their eyes.
"Daddy!"
At that moment, a little girl rushing at the very front threw herself into the arms of a wronged soul.
"Daddy!