In an instant, a wisp of nearly transparent smoke rose from the ghostly dream-inducing incense, swirling in the air like a Spirit Snake, emitting traces of coldness, then drifting in all directions.
Lu Changsheng sealed his pores and breathing, avoiding the scent of this ghostly dream-inducing incense.
Although his Chaos Body could make him immune to all kinds of poisons,
this incense was not poison, but had effects of inducing dreams and slightly intoxicating the senses.
Even though he remained fearless, it could still impact his state.
As the scent spread, it wasn't long before Lu Changsheng saw yin souls and resentment surge, roaring towards him.
"Squeak, squeak, squeak!"
The Soul-calling Beast looked at the vengeful spirits before it, and immediately excitedly cried out.
All the way here, though it had devoured numerous yin souls and even Ghost Kings,
