Centered around Mo Lin, everything within twenty kilometers was enveloped in purple flames.
Now, the entire Ghost Realm Fourth District was surrounded by purple flames.
You might say that.
Mo Lin surrounded every ghost here by himself.
This space belonged to Mo Lin.
He could make any move he wanted, flying, floating, and so on...
The purple flames on the ground surged like waves, one after another.
The purple flames spread across the ground, as if on a sea surface.
Only the ground was not seawater, but a sea of fire.
Mo Lin gently raised his palm.
The purple flames on the ground shot straight up to the sky.
Columns of fire swirled like tornadoes.
All the ghosts below the Cave Master Realm were directly swept into the flames.
Mo Lin did not kill these ghosts but instead collected them all into the Yellow Springs Book.
The remaining six Ghost Kings exchanged glances and then prepared to flee.
Each of them fled in six different directions.
