In the darkness, Mo Lin felt his consciousness gradually becoming blurred.
His mind was empty.
At this moment, his consciousness was also being devoured.
Just as his consciousness was about to disappear, a yellow ghost shadow broke through the darkness, charging directly in front of Mo Lin, taking him away.
Yellow Springs Ghost, Wu Wei!
"Lord Mo Lin, I apologize for arriving late. Please forgive me," Wu Wei said respectfully, standing beside Mo Lin.
If it weren't for Wu Wei's presence, Mo Lin might have released the fifth ghost.
Yellow mist emerged on the street.
The ground seemed like boiling water, with bubbles surfacing.
Then, numerous yellow ghost shadows appeared.
These ghosts charged directly in the direction of Gen Wubing and the others.
Soon after, the sound of miserable cries could be clearly heard.
"Yellow Springs Ghosts?"
The moment Gen Wubing saw this group of Yellow Springs Ghosts, he was beyond surprised.
