However, the formation acted like a barrier, trapping him firmly within.
No matter how much he collided against it, he couldn't leave the range of the formation.
Realizing he couldn't escape, the ghost glared with ferocious eyes, "You really are from the Association, you damned bastards."
"Ask away!" Wu Heng looked towards Xi Ligui.
The latter shook her head, "You ask."
"What on earth do you want?" the ghost roared loudly.
Wu Heng looked at the corpse and asked, "What's your name?"
"Pfft!" The ghost scoffed.
Wu Heng activated his necromantic power, and within the formation, strands of energy vines whipped the ghost's form.
In the midst of the whipping, the ghost continuously dissipated and reformed.
Cries of agony.
"I'll tell you, I'll tell you," the ghost shouted loudly, "Melanis Bardley, my name is Melanis Bardley."
"Why were you locked in the stone coffin?"
"The Blood Clan's hibernation, you should have heard...."
