"Shut up! Shut up! Shut your filthy mouth!"
Yao Zhen pounded the ground in agony, tears streaming uncontrollably. What she wanted was the feeling of fear, not a lecture!
The deepest fear in her heart was unleashed like a powerful stimulant. The fleeting shadows of the Five Ghosts settled once more. Yao Zhen propped herself up with her sword, standing with a defiant smile, the birthmark on her face burning bright red, like fire.
"Heaven and Earth without limits, destroy evil!"
With a sweep of her sword, the Evil Ghosts retreated. The coffin once again fell into the hands of the Five Ghosts. Yao Zhen tugged at the Five Ghosts, stepping back slowly, carrying the coffin away from Wangshan City.
Oh, Yao Zhen, just hold on for a while, like that time. If you don't hold on, how could you have met your master and lived the good life?
Just... hold on a little longer, just a little!
*
Inside the city gate.
The sudden appearance of the Ghost Coffin halted the people ready to flee.
