C886 Hundred Soul Bag

Pale wraiths surged from the Soul Bag in a frenzied rush, blotting out the sunlight so completely that the sky plunged into darkness in the blink of an eye.

The air was thick with malevolence, and the night became a playground for ghastly spirits.

The chilling screams rooted Gong Qingyu, Elder Zhou, Hee Canghu, and the others to the spot. Even Hou Baichen, a cultivator, was momentarily dazed