Within the mansion, ghostly energy surged, the moon above dyed with blood.
The eerie wind howled, white mist emerged from the darkness.
Ssss Ssss!
In the ears, the sound of chains dragging on the ground could be heard, two ghostly figures glowing with a green light appeared one after the other in the courtyard.
In the blink of an eye, they were in front of them.
One dressed in black, the other in white, both holding heavy chains in their hands.
"Yin is yin, yang is yang! The realms of yin and yang are separate, you both are recorded in the Book of Life and Death, yet still linger in the mortal world, wanting to harm human lives? Do you wish to taste the scattering of your souls?"
The voice from the underworld entered their ears, making them feel cold all over.
Heard by Daoist Chen Fang, it sounded like the voice of heaven.
