Such a terrifying poison gas instantly enveloped Huang Xiaolong, making the blue-cloaked ghost, Yuan Weijie, believe that, despite the junior Taoist in front of him possessing divine abilities, there was absolutely no way he could survive!
Once the gas dispersed, even the corpse could not be found, it had been completely dissolved!
"Hmph! Mere insect trying to block a carriage!" Yuan Weijie sneered disdainfully. "However, the soul of this young Taoist could be useful. I could use it to offer a course on Taoist arts in my Ghost School. It would help the ghost students better understand Taoist arts, so they would not panic when they encounter Taoists in the future."
Yuan Weijie was making his own calculations.
The shadowy figures in the main field, upon seeing how formidable Yuan Weijie was, began cheering enthusiastically. "Our Principal is wise! Our Principal is wise!"
Right at that moment!
Boom~~~!!!!!!!
