"Five Ghosts Carrying the Coffin, Ghost Soldiers Borrowing the Road, Ghost Carriage Travelling, how could there be no ghosts..."
Zheng Yi sneered, a Chaos Cyan Gourd appeared in his palm, encircled by Five Elements Particles and Yin Yang Qi, floating and sinking amidst the mist, displaying extraordinary features.
Zheng Yi pointed with his finger, activating a spell, immediately unleashing an enormous amount of yin energy from the gourd's mouth. Accompanied by the howling wails of ghosts, it seemed as if a vast Ghost Realm descended, dyeing the surroundings in darkness.
Chilling ghost cries echoed through the void, endless ghostly hands reached out from the darkness, and amid the myriad ghostly roars, distant dark mist engulfed the sky, revealing a giant spectral path of life and death beneath one's feet.
