After sending the little girl aside, Ye Wu found the obsessions of the other fierce ghosts one by one.
Their obsessions were mostly with their families.
Ye Wu conveyed the unspoken words of the deceased, surrounded by gusts of dark wind, yet everyone felt no cold.
They were their families...
Even if transformed into ghosts, they would not fear their own family.
The sound of sobbing at the scene rang out again.
This time, it was not just venting and anger.
Almost every one of them had lost their relatives and friends.
Now.
The Goddess conveyed the love from the souls one by one, evoking the sadness in their hearts.
This time they cried.
Mourning for the countless departed souls of the world.
Ye Wu looked at the lingering souls and softly said, "It seems your obsessions are not only this. So... follow me. The justice I seek is more than this. You can witness it personally."
As Ye Wu spoke, the Other Shore Flower Dharma appeared above her head.
