From his perspective, this forest ghost, though its origins were unknown, if left to grow unchecked, would surely become a Ghoul Specter. Addressing it then would truly be a disaster.
Times had changed, and their ability to descend from the mountain and lead an army was not easily achieved.
Big Senior Brother was not here, but in seclusion on the mountain, consolidating his powers. Without Big Senior Brother's attention, he could finally enjoy some leisure in Dayan. He couldn't rashly call for Big Senior Brother to come here; otherwise, his days of leisure would truly be over.
"Damn forest! Are you intentionally making trouble for me?"
Wang Qizheng summoned the ghoul beast within him, burrowed into the forest to vigorously suppress its growth rate, and along the way devoured all the minor ghosts that emerged from beneath the woods.
