In the darkness, the appearance of the Ghosts threw everything into utter chaos.
Cries of alarm and agonizing screams rose from all directions.
Streaks of blue light, drawn by the sounds and even the faint glimmers of light, appeared one after another. More and more Ghosts were materializing.
Jiang Chen and his group had already run into Ghosts seven or eight times. On one occasion, over a hundred of them had appeared at once.
If they hadn't played dead, their chances of survival would have been slim.
They continued to press forward through the darkness, nearly tripping over the corpses on the ground several times.
"What is that?"
Unable to reopen the great doors to the Divine Hall, the army of the Fire Sparrow Kingdom had stopped in front of them.
Wen Shixuan heard the screams, and he could even see people fleeing in their direction.
A faint blue light flickered in the darkness.
He pointed toward the blue light and asked curiously.
