Ghost Yan repelled the Little Master with a single move but did not pursue. Instead, he formed a hand seal and pointed into the void at the eight Earth Evil Corpse Kings.
Eight streaks of purple light shot out from his hands, each turning into a purple crystal bead that darted ahead of Shen Luo and blinked into the bodies of those corpse kings. Instantaneously, a gloomy purple light shone from the bodies of the eight Earth Evil Corpse Kings, and the miasma of death they exuded was entirely retracted, giving way to a bewitching allure.
The eight figures began to wave their sleeves delicately, moving gracefully as if they were cranes taking flight, unexpectedly starting to dance on the spot with extreme charm and seduction.
