"With the help of the Divine Bird, these are just mere Evil Spirits; we will definitely eradicate them," an Elder shouted from below.
As his words fell, everyone saw the Ghost Qi behind Qingluan surge violently.
They saw a ghostly shadow wrapped in blood-red mist, hovering over Qingluan.
The ghostly shadow whipped up a fierce wind, its gaping maw swallowing several Evil Ghosts entangled with the disciples of the Four Sects.
After devouring the Evil Ghosts, the shadow once again sought out the disciples of the Four Sects, its blood-red tongue licking them: "Hehe, fellow daoist, you smell so good."
"AAAAHH! Damn Evil Ghost, aren't you disgusting? I'll chop you to pieces!" The disciple who got licked immediately went berserk, chasing after the shadow with his sword and slashing furiously.
Realizing it had angered the disciples of the Four Sects, Fangtong frantically dispersed its shadow form and drifted away, shouting angrily: "You cultivator, can't you see friend from foe?!"
