Ling Ruyue and Su Huining had left, and Wang Bucai's face was already swollen like a pig's head.
Wang Bucai was inherently a short-lived ghost with negative virtue merit.
After today's terror, the days ahead would be spent in constant fear.
Qin Hao had once looked into Wang Bucai's allotted lifespan,
This man could at most live for another decade.
But after this evening, forget about ten years.
If he could survive another five years, it would be considered a stroke of great luck.
...
In the night sky, Su Huining clutched Ling Ruyue with one hand and the master presiding over the rituals summoned by Wang Bucai with the other,
heading toward Qingyun Mountain.
Only now did the presiding master realize that this Half-step Ghost Emperor
belonged to Qingyun Mountain in Longguang City.
Witnessing his arrival at the Qingyun Mountain Heavenly Master Mansion, the master instantly felt doomed!
His cultivation would likely be rendered useless in front of the Heavenly Master.
