Not far away, on an open ground, a group of pale ghosts, like swarms of flies, were attacking Hong Xi and Jia Zhiyi incessantly.
Hong Xi emitted a yellow glow and his body expanded in size. He rushed back and forth among the ghost crowd, violently hitting any ghost in his path, shattering them as if they had physical bodies.
However, numerous ghosts were clever enough to burrow into the ground or vanish into black smoke when Hong Xi lunged at them.
On the other side, Jia Zhiyi was sitting cross-legged. His clothes were in tatters, his breath weak, and he bore obvious injuries on his body.
By his side, a white monkey, half a human's height and with six tails, guarded him. Any ghost daring to approach was swallowed up by the six-tailed white monkey.
As Jia Zhiyi did not fight back and Hong Xi's attacks were somewhat clumsy, they fell into a tough battle against dozens of Foundation Establishment ghosts. Fortunately, Xu Mu arrived just in time.
