In the eyes of Tao Ti and Hua Jinyan, the oppressive darkness looked like swarms of locusts invading, terrifying and eerie.
Upon closer inspection, these were not locusts but clusters of dark shadows, ferocious Evil Spirits brandishing their fangs and claws.
The one leading them was the King of Ghosts, known as the Ghost King.
He had been lurking here for quite a while, just waiting for Hua Jinyan to appear. Devouring this boy, who radiated golden light and was full of Merit, would make him much stronger.
The Ghost King wore a black Cloak, his face shrouded in shadow, with dark mist rising from his body, creating an ominous and eerie presence.
Tao Ti's eyes lit up. In her mind, this was one big piece of chocolate, the kind you could eat your fill of!
She dashed towards the Ghost King, and to the uninitiated, it might have seemed like she was rushing to embrace a long-lost father.
The Ghost King was startled and only then took notice of the little cloth doll.
