The vengeful ghost wanted to cry but had no tears, silently closing his mouth and slowly retreating.
With every step he took back, Yu Nianzhao took a step forward.
"You were not evil in life, but you choose evil in death? Do you want your soul to be utterly destroyed?"
Yu Nianzhao's voice seemed to seep from the eighteenth level of hell, chillingly cold.
"Boo hoo... We didn't want this either, our lifelines are held by that person, we can only obey orders."
The vengeful ghost whimpered, cowering in fear on the ground.
In the presence of King Yan, they were as humble as ants.
"Absorbing human spirits, deceiving hearts, taking lives! You are not innocent either!"
Yu Nianzhao shouted sternly, "Then die once more!"
A fierce murderous aura emerged, and the vengeful ghost turned sharply to flee, immediately burrowing under a large tree and into Song Jiling's body.
