The seven-colored sword swiftly flew over and surrounded Yun Lintian, tirelessly blocking the approaching hungry ghosts.
At this moment, Yun Lintian was like a lonely boat in the vast sea, battling against overpowering tidal waves. No matter how hard he tried to push them away, they seemed to be endless.
Yun Lintian sweated profusely as he wielded his swords to vanquish the endless horde of hungry ghosts. He felt that he could no longer hold back and had to borrow the power of the relics.
Immediately, the Heaven Piercing Sword in his hand shone brightly with a white light, dispersing the surrounding fog.
Before Yun Lintian could launch his attack, he suddenly discovered that the aura of death around him surged violently, swarming toward him from all directions. It was as if he were a vacuum, sucking everything toward him.
