"No need, this will suffice."
Jiangli directed Xia Xin to light the incense and candles, creating a pathway.
Xia Xin acknowledged with an 'oh' and neatly arranged the incense and candles before lighting them.
Jiangli picked up the ceremonial paper money he brought, and with a flip of his fingertips, the paper money began to float into the air.
The next second, a faint ghostly blue flame ignited on the bills.
Seeing this, Xia Xin's eyes widened suddenly.
The paper money, carrying the ghostly blue flames, quickly descended to the ground.
Jiangli then took another handful of paper money and threw it into the air.
This batch of paper money did not catch fire, nor did it fall to the ground; instead, it floated towards the sky.
Xia Xin was perplexed.
Just then, a pitch-black path gradually appeared on the ground, devoid of any light.
