Dense ghostly qi congealed into black clouds.
Within the black clouds, countless ghosts of various terrifying shapes squirmed madly, roaring soundlessly!
Clusters of Grade II talismans exploded, their spirit light flaring brilliantly.
It was as if a huge stone had been dropped into a lake of black tide.
As the rolling clouds of ghostly shadows were pushed away, an astral qi shield materialized.
At the same time, Shen Mo burst out of the Ghost Tide, riding a broadsword.
He held the Dragon Sparrow Sword in his right hand.
This middle-grade profound-level Flying Sword was covered in tiny notches and cracks, looking like it wouldn't last much longer.
In his left hand was the Soul Refining Flag, pulsing with Bloody Fiend.
The Ghost Bride, Master Hong Jue, and other powerful Soul Generals had once again been torn to shreds by the endless ghosts. They were currently reforming within the blood-red miasma of the flag.
