From the old well, the black smoke burst forth and took the form of a female ghost in a white dress.
Her unkempt black hair danced around wildly and covered most of her deathly pale face, revealing only a pair of terrifying, blood-red pupils.
She let out a high-pitched screech that threatened to deafen everyone nearby.
Then, the female ghost barred her fangs and claws as she leaped toward Taoist Master Chang Qing.
Suddenly, dark winds began to swirl around amidst the ghostly howls in the barren forest.
Liu Qiang hid behind a tree. When he saw the female ghost rushing at them, his eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fainted.
'Damnit, useless shit!' Liu Dajun cursed internally.
The expression on Taoist Master Chang Qing's face changed. He sneered coldly, "You've got something up your sleeve! Unfortunately, you're facing me! You lone beast, get ready to be banished!"
