"Let me show you."
Dickey flipped his wrist as he spoke, and a Book of the Dead appeared in his palm.
He casually flipped open one of the pages of the Book of the Dead and pointed the book at a vengeful spirit.
The vengeful spirit in mid-air was instantly frozen.
The Book of the Dead released an invisible attractiveness.
The vengeful spirit's body was gradually sucked into the Book of the Dead uncontrollably.
"Roar!!!"
The vengeful spirit finally let out an unwilling roar and was completely pulled into the Book of the Dead and disappeared.
Fang Heng was in a trance for a moment.
When he came back to his senses again, Dickey had already closed the Book of the Dead with an expressionless face.
"Isn't it very simple?"
"Can I try it?"
"Of course."
Fang Heng was indeed a little impatient.
He closed his eyes, opened the Book of the Dead and placed it flat on his chest.
