At the same time, in the other rooms, there were also bursts of dull thuds and screams of agony, with most of them being the wails of ghosts.
It truly was a scene that would break the hearts of those who heard it and involve those who saw it.
Qingfeng Mingyue felt terror and struggled desperately to break free from the binding, but Sun Wukong held them tightly, making escape impossible.
"Release me, you damned monkey, let go of me!" Qingfeng struggled, launching a soul attack to try and cut through Sun Wukong's arm and flee.
Clang!
An astonishing scene unfolded.
The sharp ghost blade couldn't even cut a single hair on Sun Wukong, not to mention that it was repelled with cuts and ultimately dissipated into thin air.
Mingyue's heart pounded wildly, and immediately summoned the ghosts lurking outside the door, ordering them to charge and create chaos in the scene.
Boom!
"Kill kill kill..."
"Kill kill kill!"
