If it weren't for Su Nanzhi's Binding Spirit Array trapping her, the female ghost would have been pulled down by now.
She was trembling with fear, her facial expression too exaggerated for the human skin on her face, looking extremely incongruous.
"Save me, please, save me!" The female ghost didn't dare approach the edge of the Binding Spirit Array, but she could only place her hope in Su Nanzhi.
Su Nanzhi ignored her and merely lowered her head to admire Hell below her feet, which was undoubtedly Hell to the others.
It was only after Su Nanzhi carefully observed for a while that she realized, though this scene beneath her feet looked very real, ultimately it was just an illusion.
Of course, once you fall, it might not be so.
Beneath the illusion was the actual Hell.
The yin energy here was leaking rapidly, so Su Nanzhi summoned the idle Little Binghua, gently touching its flower tip, "Xiaobing, help me seal this place."
