Soul Summoner, He Liansheng.
At this moment, the one-eyed old man disregarded all the rules of Taiping Ancient Town and revealed his name, as if he were about to step back into the supernatural circle and reclaim the spirit he had possessed in his youth.
There had once been a time when he had wanted to leave Taiping Ancient Town and venture out into the world, but all sorts of rules and taboos had bound him, forcing him to remain here.
Responsibility and duty had bent his back.
Only today did he straighten his chest slightly.
And this was not for any grudge or vendetta, but simply to protect this ancestral hall and the Red Coffin behind it.
"This is not a place for you to run wild."
He Liansheng's wrinkled face wore an incomparably stern expression.
Behind him.
Those ghostly figures were gradually increasing in number.
Among them were men and women, young children and elderly old men. Every one of them was unique.
These people represented Taiping Ancient Town's past. They were beings who had long since died.
He Liansheng had merely used some inconceivable supernatural power, taking the spirit tablets as a medium to bring people from the past into the present.
The phenomenon resembled soul summoning.
That was why He Liansheng had earned the title Soul Summoner.
However, people who had died in the past could not remain in the present for long. Moreover, the people of Taiping Ancient Town had all once belonged to the supernatural circle and had controlled fierce ghosts, so summoning Ghost Tamers from the past was extremely difficult, and the time they could remain was exceptionally brief. At most, they could stay for no longer than the time it took a stick of incense to burn.
But if that were all