The Daoist set up an altar in the courtyard, casting incantations with paper money whirling in the air.
He held a Peach Wood Sword in his hand, black dog blood splattering in mid-air.
"Go!"
The Daoist's eyes sharpened as he threw out a talisman from where he stood, and an exorcism formation appeared beneath his feet.
"Bold demon, reveal yourself immediately!"
With a commanding shout, the red-clad female ghost was forced to emerge from Chu Wenyao's body and appeared floating in the air. She let out a heartrending scream as she was struck by the talisman and fell powerlessly to the ground.
Her blood-red eyes stared at them unwillingly.
"Ah! It feels good, it feels so good! Hahaha, you wretched ghost, are you really the one who's been possessing me all along? Who gave you such audacity!"
