But so what?
"Do you think you can still escape?"
Song Donghai was in no hurry at all, looking at the staggering Mu Qian with a sneer, "I want to see how many female demons you have left to save you."
In Song Donghai's eyes, Mu Qian was like a turtle trapped in a jar, no matter how he struggled, he couldn't escape his grasp.
As he spoke, Song Donghai used his hand as a brush, sketching a powerful Void Talisman in the air, ready to strike Mu Qian when suddenly, a chilling and eerie cry and laughter echoed, sometimes distant, sometimes close.
The faces of those around changed; it was the wailing of ghosts and wolves!
This phenomenon usually only occurs when the ghost gate opens on the fifteenth day of the seventh month, yet it appeared on Xixiao Island in broad daylight.
Strong yin energy surged from the underground, the sea, and the barren hills, drifting towards the building, accompanied by ghostly cries, even alerting those from the Dragon King Hall.
