The next day, at midnight.
The disciples from Five Tiger Mountain had set up a ceremonial site in a backwater bay of Moon Lake.
Qin Feng took one look and realized, wasn't this a Ghost Gathering Formation?
According to this formation, all the solitary ghosts and wild specters nearby would be drawn here.
Did Taoist Master Xuanqing possess sky-reaching abilities?
Playing such a big game?
At that moment, a Rolls-Royce pulled up.
The car door opened, and an old Taoist clad in a golden Taoist robe stepped out; he was none other than Taoist Master Xuanqing from Five Tiger Mountain.
With Taoist Master Xuanqing, Xue Yuhang also exited the car.
In Taoist Master Xuanqing's hand was an ancient-looking peach wood sword that clearly carried many years of history.
That was the Ghost-slaying Sword!
It was the guardian sword of Five Tiger Mountain, with five hundred years of heritage, having slain tens of thousands of fierce ghosts.
