The pristine moonlight showered the earth, and from the dim forest burst a large group of terrifying ghost souls.
They clawed and snapped their teeth, emitting shrill cries, constantly changing direction as though searching for something.
Yu Yuan noticed that among them were men and women, the elderly, and the young; they looked like an ordinary group of people, except that their bodies were drenched in blood, with fatal wounds continuing to gush fresh blood.
Their gaze was vacant, eyes lifeless, as if they were a group of lost lambs.
During the day, they were vibrant lives, but now all had turned into lifeless spirits, wandering aimlessly in search of something.
"Sigh…"
Houtu Ancestor Witch also saw this scene and sighed lightly.
"These are the spirits of the slain Human Race, with nowhere to go, they can only wander aimlessly, and eventually either get devoured by demons practicing evil skills or turn into evil ghosts."
Yu Yuan furrowed his brows.
"Evil ghosts?"
