C107 Chapter 107

Liang Jing sucked in a sharp breath. Somehow she produced a peachwood sword, chanting under her breath, “By heaven’s decree—now! Call down the hidden thunder above, borrow the souls below, and seal them—now!”

A streak of blue light flashed into existence and shot straight at the three ghosts. In the blink of an eye, they vanished.

“Where’d they go?” Wu Xiaogang gaped.

“Heh