Li Mo's harvest of corpses quickly surpassed two hundred.
Yet, a large number of Sword Ghosts continued to rush into the shop. The dense building clusters of the Fire Spirit Hall were not something a mere hundred Sword Cultivators could completely secure.
Even Li Mo could only ensure that the Sword Ghosts didn't get within a kilometer radius of the inn.
He noticed the stitching marks on the neck of the Pig Headed Man slowly tearing apart with the passage of time, with purulent liquid seeping out.
The Sword Ghosts nurtured in the graves began to slow down as well.
"The spring outing is coming to an end."
Without a shred of greed, Li Mo quietly recalled his Lifebound Flying Sword from various city districts, ensuring that the area near the Beili Riverbank was free of Sword Ghost clusters.
Currently, his Nascent Soul-level Lifebound Flying Sword could remain outside for about an hour.
