The Lord of the Ghost Realm stood atop the wedding hall, letting out a roar towards the gathered ghosts, and the powerful aura of the Ghost King instantly forced the ghosts below into submission.
They each bowed their heads and knelt down.
The Lord of the Ghost Realm waved his hand, marking all the kneeling ghosts, then came before Shen Yanqing, knelt down, and offered up a black Command Flag.
Clasping Sangmo tightly with his left hand, Shen Yanqing took the Command Flag with his right and casually waved it towards the crowd of ghosts.
The ghosts immediately lowered their heads even further.
At that moment, the moon hung high, its serene moonlight filtering through the gaps between the trees onto the ground, casting silver-white beams into the air.
Shen Yanqing threw his longsword, cutting off the trees above him completely, then tossed a huge disc into the night sky.
The disc spun rapidly under the moonlight, emitting a crystalline white light.
