The intense resentful energy and hatred made Tang Qing's ghost restless. The black ghost shadow kept expanding and deforming, with blood-red eyes seemingly about to split, as if ready to morph into a demon and go on a killing spree at any moment.
A thick darkness enveloped everyone.
Yun Qiuce hastily said, "Qi, he seems to be losing control."
Yun Qi ripped the red string from her neck, and the five Copper Coins buzzed as they flew toward the glass window, shattering it and embedding themselves into various parts of the ghost shadow, finally calming it down.
"Behave yourself. Since the ghost king is allowing you to get revenge, I won't stop you, but you must listen. If you harm the innocent, I won't hesitate to destroy you completely this time!"
Tang Qing's ghost complied, restraining the resentment in its heart as the ghost shadow retracted.
"Shen Cong, do you have anything to say now?"
Yun Qi stepped forward, her beautiful phoenix eyes glaring at him coldly.
