Ghosts and wandering souls from the earth, apart from those who just died, all appear as a mass of black air and lack specific forms. But here in this place, the ghosts have a bit of artistic style.
As soon as the two children entered the shady mound, they quickly encountered a group of wild ghosts.
In the center was a creature fully bright red, short but burly, covered with tumors all over its body, surrounded by four ghastly, fanged little ghosts.
They wandered aimlessly across the immense shady mound, and upon sensing the breath of the living, they pounced immediately.
"Ah!"
Jiuru was about to draw his Red Sun Sword but felt that the sword was too renowned and could easily betray his identity, so he casually summoned a Peach Wood Sword, personally carved by his father when he first started learning.
Made of peach wood from the inner mountain forests, carrying the natural crimson streaks, delicate yet profound, its power was exceptional.
