C276 myriad ghosts

The flag for summoning souls was quickly burnt into a pile of ashes, and as the ashes fell, visible white gases continuously flew out from the flag for summoning souls, like a swarm of a thousand bees.

"Not good, all ten thousand ghosts attack together, quickly retreat!"

Everyone's face changed, they wanted to run backwards, but how could they run like ghosts?

In the blink of an eye