Within the Thousand Ghosts Pearl, Shen Long and Chu Buyu stood in a vast and boundless open field, the sky a monotonous expanse of grey.
Gusts of gloomy wind swept through, intensifying the cacophony of ghostly cries and wolf howls.
As void fluctuations arose, a massive, enlarged black seal appeared above their heads and plummeted towards them.
Shen Long was about to counter when a shrill, piercing ghostly wail sounded; he immediately felt his body weaken, and the black seal smashed down.
Just as the black seal was about to touch the ground, it stopped.
The six figures in grey robes stood atop a small mound, expressions varied, accompanied by a Blood-Colored Fierce Ghost with a green face and fangs, and blood-colored wings on its back.
"Taoist Friend Na, your mutated ghost creature divine skill is still somewhat lacking. Let's strike together and finish them off!"
Bian Hai spoke up, pinched a spell, and large quantities of blue water surged out of the void.
