The ferocious ghosts that had regained their freedom began to wantonly unleash their desires, and had there been any living people present in the mausoleum, it surely would have turned into purgatory by now.
Chen Xiang frowned as he watched everything unfold, finding the shrieking of the ferocious ghosts incredibly unpleasant to his ears.
The ferocious ghosts likewise noticed Chen Xiang standing in the void above them, their eyes glinting with desire as they began to frantically approach him, intent on tearing this human to shreds, using his soul and blood to celebrate their newfound freedom.
"Zha!" Chen Xiang bellowed, his voice echoing through the mausoleum, endowed with an unexplainable power.
This syllable itself possessed the power to subdue demons, and under the enhancement of Chen Xiang's strength and bloodline, it became even more terrifying. A fearsome storm instantly arose within the mausoleum, tearing into pieces any ferocious ghost it touched.
