C2611 The High Priest of Creation

From the fog, one after another hideous faces popped out.

These faces were all men, women, old, and young. Most of them were people from the towns near the academy.

They were already dead, the remaining souls left behind deep resentment, unwilling to disappear from this world. They were purposely refined into ghosts, entrenched in the academy's four sides.

Yin energy surged in all directions