The words had barely fallen when the black smoke emanating from the roots of the five pagoda trees thickened even further.
Then, one after another, gray shadows appeared. Their faces were fierce and constantly changing, and their spiritual bodies seemed quite solid. As soon as they appeared, a wild wind whipped up within the courtyard, carrying sand and stones.
Clearly, these five resentful spirits had already cultivated a certain degree of Taoist skill.
"You all must die! Drain your blood, devour your souls..." The five resentful spirits let out piercing screams and flew toward Chu Feng and the others, bringing with them a whistling freezing yin wind that cut to the bone.
The entire courtyard seemed to enter immediate wintry depths.
"A bunch of trash, daring to be so noisy before me, not knowing whether to live or die!"
