"Why is the gate from the netherworld to the Nine Desolations open again?"
Fang Jinyu frowned slightly. Afterward, he looked around and noticed that there were still some ghost cultivators who had survived nearby. Interestingly, these ghost cultivators were divided into three factions.
Because they stood in groups, there was a clear sense of distance between them.
Thus, Fang Jinyu slightly waved his sleeve.
Instantly, the howling and soul-damaging cold wind was suppressed.
Although Fang Jinyu couldn't underestimate the cold wind, he had the combat strength of an Incarnation stage cultivator!
As the wind calmed down, the ghost cultivators, who were about to be blown into scattered sand by the cold wind, finally breathed a sigh of relief.
