"This is the ancient artifact of Great Zhou, known as the Celestial Register. It's your honor to die beneath it."
The wild wind stirred Wei Shuangnian's long hair. His black hair fluttered wildly in the wind, and with sixteen ghostly figures slowly becoming solid in front of him, he truly resembled a demon.
"Just relying on these little ghosts?"
The appearance of the ghosts was inherently a source of spreading fear, and Xu Guang couldn't help but feel a sense of unease. He suppressed the unfounded fear in his heart and continued to speak mockingly.
"Hmph!"
With a snort of anger, the sixteen ghostly figures moved instantly, resembling a procession of ghosts in the night.
In a flash, they appeared in front of Xu Guang.
Xu Guang stood in front of General Wei, biting his tongue, suddenly spitting out a mouthful of hot blood.
Sizzle! Sizzle!
Sounds akin to concentrated sulfuric acid splashing into water exploded, and the little ghosts screamed, quickly floating backward.
