"Just as a hissing sound was heard, the sword seemed to grow eyes, consecutively piercing through three or four Yin Shas."
The Yin Shas seemed unconcerned, as they were not afraid of injuries from blades or swords.
But who would have known, as the sword passed through their bodies, it suddenly produced strands of Ghost Energy.
The Ghost Energy emerged from the sword, intertwining and binding those Yin Shas together.
The sword flew around in the well, and the Yin Shas realized the prowess of the newcomer.
They tried to flee, but couldn't match the speed of the flying sword and the Ghost Energy; within a few breaths, the Yin Shas were tightly bound together.
Gui Hu's ghost claw reached out, and the flying sword steadily returned to his hand.
He looked at the sword in his hand and the eight swords standing behind him, deep in thought.
Clap Clap Clap—
A bursting round of applause interrupted Gui Hu's thoughts.
