The ghosts moved quickly, charging straight at them.
"Pfft!"
Blood splattered everywhere.
Immediately, dozens were slain by the ghosts.
Everyone hastily retreated, trying to regroup together.
Unfortunately, their movements weren't as swift as the ghosts'.
In less than a minute, hundreds were dead.
The death toll continued to rise.
With every passing second, someone else died.
The ninth squad of the Netherworld King Hall, stationed at the front, was completely wiped out in under a minute.
Jiang Yun barely had time to react before a shadow appeared before her, a hand reaching for Jiang Yun's neck.
It happened so fast, but in that critical moment, Mo Lin intervened, saving Jiang Yun.
This level of battle was no longer something Jiang Yun could be involved in.
Mo Lin shielded Jiang Yun behind him.
In the distance, Zheng Wuji was forced back by five Ghost Kings.
He glanced back, seeing blood flowing across the ground.
