Lin Yuan stood there, holding Zhong Kui's Ghost-Slaying Sword.
In Lin Yuan's hand, Zhong Kui's Ghost-Slaying Sword emitted a visible blood-red aura.
The Ghost Leader stared at Lin Yuan, his brow furrowed, cold, but he said no more.
At this moment, speaking further was useless.
The Ghost Leader had already offered the highest price he could, being a smart man, seeing no more to discuss.
Then, he simply chose not to speak.
The Ghost Leader waved his hand gently, and endless red clouds spread around, instantly covering the surrounding space.
The bright red clouds were filled with a bloody smell, carrying a power capable of corroding everything.
In an instant, red clouds filled the air.
Lin Yuan held Zhong Kui's Ghost-Slaying Sword in front of him, and the sword emitted a crimson sword aura and sword light.
Endless sword aura and sword light enveloped Lin Yuan, and although the Ghost Leader's red cloud covered a vast range, it struggled to breach Lin Yuan's vicinity.
