"Woo~!"
After devouring Mo Yang Earth Immortal, the Ghost King seemed unsatisfied. It raised its head and looked toward the numerous experts on the Naihe Bridge, letting out a fierce roar.
The crowd had been entranced by the old woman's flute sound for so long that they were already losing their Divine Souls.
Now, with the Ghost King calling out, a few experts wielding weaker cultivation and poorer willpower were wavering, as if they could fall off the bridge at any moment.
"Get lost!"
Chief Clerk Feihong had been full of dread towards the old woman in front. Now, with the Ghost King stirring up chaos from within the Wangchuan River, he worried about being attacked from both sides. In a critical moment, if the Ghost King decided to sneak attack with dirty tricks.
His situation would become dire.
This time, joining forces with Scholar Qin Jian and others to explore the Immortal Tomb for treasures, Chief Clerk Feihong's ambitions were not small.
