C195 The Red-clothed Female Ghost Killed the Wretched Ghost in an Instant

The mournful howls of the wretched ghost echoed around the dojo, as a palpable scent of death permeated the air. The onlookers gazed in horror, barely making out a face twisted in agony within the swirling black mist.

"A ghost!"

"Run for it!"

"I can't move; my legs have given out. Someone save me!"

"Is it really a ghost?"

People scattered in a panic