Gu Cai charged down, his body having already transcended regular ghostly form. It was comprised entirely of densely packed, palm-sized Ghost Shadows, descending like a tempest.
Chu Hao wielded the Ritian Stick, spinning it so rapidly that it intercepted the incoming Ghost Shadows, creating a vortex that kept them at bay, suspended in mid-air.
Moreover, some Ghost Shadows turned directly to ash upon contact with the Ritian Stick. Showing their dread, they soared into the air and coalesced into a human face that roared in anger.
The Ritian Stick indeed hasn't disappointed me! As my strength increased, so did its power. Chu Hao was delighted.
Gu Cai said, "Living human, if the Gui Yin King were here, it would not be your place to be so insolent."
Chu Hao offered a faint smile and replied, "It seems your Gui Yin Mountain is also full of cowards. I've already set the mountain ablaze, yet its king still tucks his tail and hides."
