C1199 Remodeling of the Body

"Ah, there's a ghost!"

With a loud scream, Zhang Xiaofan fell to the ground, his dark face devoid of any color.

Although he was a disciple of an immortal sect and had joined a righteous faction like the Qing Yun Sect, when had he ever seen ghosts after entering the sect for a few years?

The matter of ghosts had only been hearsay