Young Master Xuan immediately removed Mo Hua's golden band, not daring to let Mo Hua ignite the "human lamp" again.
The wisp of golden Divine Thought vanished.
The countless vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts paused, indeed becoming silent, but only for a moment. What followed was a strong sense of anger and roaring.
The "fat meat" dripping with the aura of a deity was snatched away.
Numerous vengeful spirits and ghostly creatures were furious.
They began to go mad, twisting and mutating, attacking each other, flying wildly, biting everything indiscriminately.
"Have all these ghosts... gone insane?"
The black-robed elder gasped, then dared not delay, fully activating the Mist Lamp to cover the group's frantic advance forward.
But after all, they were a bit late.
Some vengeful spirits and fierce ghosts had already breached the mist, starting to bite at the group.
Mr. Hui and Stone were most eroded by the ghostly creatures.
