Boom!
Another ghost ship disintegrated amidst the flames.
These sinister things, buried in the riverbed mud for years, were already saturated and coated with sludge.
Under normal circumstances, they shouldn't catch fire on the water's surface.
However, the Heluo Chamber of Commerce used peach wood arrows.
This item inherently counteracts evil, and with the accumulation of fire arrows, the yin energy exploded, causing all the soul-collecting ships to burn intensely.
Not a single one reached the shore; they all sank in the Yi River.
The members of the Heluo Chamber of Commerce were initially cautious, but none were injured, which greatly boosted their confidence.
"Good!"
"Burn it to hell!"
Cheers continuously echoed along the shore.
Only Yue San'er looked gloomy, turning his head toward Luoyang with a hint of unease in his heart.
Mang Mountain had none, and the Dragon Gate Grottoes were absent.
Could it be that the Ghost Emperor Wang Xuanmo went to Luoyang...
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