The next second after the talisman turned into dust, golden light spread and covered the entire village.
Wung~! Wung~!
With the golden light shining on the village, the frost melted instantly, and the temperature returned to normal.
Gui Ying snorted and said, "Just a small ant, yet you dare to show off in front of this young master? Courting death."
After saying that, Gui Ying drew another talisman and tapped it with the tip of the jade brush.
"Seal!"
"Ah!!"
The moment his words fell, shrill screams echoed through the surroundings, and a thick black aura seeped out of the ground.
A few seconds later, the thick black aura disappeared, and the village fell silent.
After sealing the evil ghosts, Gui Ying calmly walked into the village.
Half an hour later, he stood in the center of the village and frowned slightly. "Why did the trace suddenly disappear?"
Seeing that he couldn't find the one stealing his clan's power today, Gui Ying's mood soured.
