C945 I Am a Monk

As they continued forward, the common wraiths had vanished from sight. Zhou Yan gestured, inscribing a Dao pattern that obliterated the Yin Formation, and with it, the ghost aura that permeated the area was eradicated by his formidable power. The karst cave, now devoid of any ghostly presence, felt unexpectedly warm—a testament to the residual energy Zhou Yan had released